The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1895-12-18

DOWN.
DOCKS. But never said am superior
character. 1 want people, people, peo-
pie. Somebody TO sympathize with
me; somebody to hear my chatter. How
many things I've noticed here in New
port that IL would be such fun to talk
over. declare almost hate. this love-
ly old blue wall paper. and the white
enamelled furniture, and the blue china
ornaments. and that Heavenly bit of
blue glimmering sea 1 see over the
flower box in the window. / know,
now, how n canary must feel in his cage.
i want TO get out; 1 want to sing, to
spread my wings outside"
As Felicia spoke, the dimples came
back into her cheeks; her eyes shone
blue as the sea; she sprang out of her
chair, and, pushing away the chairs
from a space on the mirror-like par
uuetted floor, began TO tread the meas
ure of a solitary minuet.
After Mrs. Caldwell had left her for
the morning, she was sure of several
uninterrupted hours; and now she must
little maiden thought. So, humming
tune from Don Giovanni, she accom-
panied ii with footsteps light as thistle
down. Nearing the door into the hall,
she did not perceive II was ajar, until
tap came, and at the aperture was re-
vealed TO her startled view a gentleman.
"Oh!" exclaimed Felicia, instantly
transformed into statue of confu-
sion.
5, '"I don't know what you think of me
bolting in like this" said Mr.. Duncan
Moore, penitentially. But Mrs. Cald-
well is responsible. She Is just about
startling for her round of visits, and
told me to run up and get her address
book--that is, she told her footman
Miss Charlton would give il to him, and
as he did not hear her, / came. i hope
you won't mind. I've been wanting
awfully to see you, ever since that day,
and to ask you to take walk with me;
but, somehow, j couldn't get chance.
Why do they keep you mewed up like
this? 1t is shameful to treat you as if
! you were so and a trump"
"Here is the book" said Felicia, put.
ting into his hands a silver-clasped af.
fair of lizard skin. "You need not apol.
logize, am not angry. j am only too
lthankful TO speak to somebody who is
mot q servant"
Thanks for small favors," he re.
piled, rather nettled.
"But l am very much ashamed that
You saw me prancing about like luna
tic" she went on; II was only taking n
little exercise; and now, please go, for
Mrs. Caldwell does not like to be kept
waiting"
''Will you fix an hour to walk with
lme?" he pursued, eagerly.
NO, can't; SO don't mention it
again"
''Will you talk TO me somewhere
anywhereY
s"How can II" asked Felicia. ready 10
cry, because, in her heart. she should
have liked nothing better than the com
ranionship of this hearty, bright-faced
young fellow.
'rhen shall just go out of this house
Tomorrow" he said. like a spoiled child
"As IL hadn't stayed ON here week,
for nothing but 10 get another peep at
you"
Don't. please" said Felicia, now
earnestly; and with an impatient ges.
nre he departed.
That evening, one OF Mrs. Caldwell's
n, erodical dinners. for which the ipvi-
tatsops had long been sent out and ac-
seires' was to take place. Felicia. who
was now used to such things ot sec
ond.hand, when sent down 10 give the
butter the dinner cards and the crrurt uf
the seats, fingered, looking on al the
elitteriIig table with it's burden of sill.
yer and wax lights and banks of maiden
. hair fern and roses. She was no longer
20 much impressed with mere exter-
nails as Mt first. Grandeur. from her
point of view. had begun to pail on her
But she had quaint. wietful insngininrs
of what IL would be 20 be led in 10
table by such man ms Duncan Moore.
for example, and slL tssge II lnazt n