Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1895-01-25

.,srs" artistic, M j s
Georgina Clements was musical, and
her hours were spent executing in
trioacies upon the piano; Miss Cor
delia Clements was beauty.
Maggie, the youngest, was simply a
cheerful, good-tempered, industrious
gir:, who aimed Mt no special display
of either beauty OF talent, but was
quite content to DO hnndmaiden for
the others
Howard, the Oldest brother and the
eldest of the family, was physician,
and the head of tho household, tho
father and mother being dead. There
was wealth enough to mako pleasant
home when the separate incomes were
combined, and Howard would have
been unwilling to see his sisters leave
him for any but home and husband
of their own.
"We Gun all live comfortably to-
gether," he would say, "but you hnvo
not enough to live upon without work,
II you leave the house we own among
u.s."
at first tho two older girls were
quite anxious to figure, ono us great
artist, the other us great musician,
but finally they allowed their brother
to have his own way.
The young doctor was very proud
of his sisters and their various attrac-
fions, and when his warm friend and
s9llow-studcnt, Paul Goddard, M
peared to make Jim short visit, he
led him from the oiiiee into the house
adjoining it, delighted Mt the prospect
of showing of tho girls to CITY
gentleman.
A tour of inspection in tho drawing
room preceded the actual introduction.
Thus:
"This scene upon the Catskill Noun
tains was painted by my eldest sister,
Paul. We spent the summer there for
the express purposes of allowing Nora
to make sketches. +"
Every finel" murmured Paul, try
ing his best to admire the mountains.
And the music is Georgina's
Georgina is Signor Skwaliinni's best
pupil"
"a great talent?" Paul murmured
again.
'And this" continued Howard,
opening the photograph album, sis
Cordelia
He added no moro and, truly, the
face was sufficiently beautifully to
need no comment.
Paul spoke cordially:
"What n beautiful face! Who is
this opposite your sister, Howard?"
"That is Maggie. She is my young
est sister,"
"And does she paint or sing?"
'No, no! Maggie has no talent and
no beauty. She is good little thing |
But come to your room, Paul! Dinner
will be ready at six"
$50 Maggie is housekeeper, thought
Paul, as he looked around the tasteful
apartment assigned to him. az think
Maggie certainly has something of her
sisters artistic eye. How exquisitely
these flowers are arranged-and how
cool and fresh it is here after my hot,
dusty ridel"
Seeking the drawing-room again,
Paul found the artistic sister coptem-
plating the scene from the back win
dows with rapt enthusiasm.
CDR. Goddard" she said, advancing
to meet him.
Paul made the necessary speech of
qualification, wondering if it was the
brown of the Catskill Mountains that
WAS daubed SO extensively upon the
skirt of Miss Norn's blue dress, and if
it was artistic meditations that had
made her pin her collar crooked and
forget her cuffs altogether. She
launched at once into a bewildering
esa of technicalities, and called upon
Paul to admire effects of cloud and
shadow, light and foliage, from the
back window, antil he felt like re-
prieyed prisoner upon the entrance
of another sister, who was introduced
as "my sister, Cordelia."
The beauty was superb. Every curl
of her glossy brown heir was ar
ranged for effect. Her creamy com.
plexion was heightened by dress OF
soft white muslin, with. tiny green
leaves scattered over it. She bowed
with languid grace, but sat as il
actually afraid to move for fear of dis.
arranging any fold of her faultless
costume. Georgiana appeared as the
bell rang, and Georgiana spoke but
little. 1t made her hoarse to be always
talking.
Paul was inwardly resolving to cut
his visit very short when Hoard
opened the door of the dining-room
and introduced
"My sister, Maggie"
She WAS not pretty; she was not ar.
tistic nor musical; but she was charm
ing to Paul's eyes in five minutes. Hei
dress fitted her graceful little figure
perfectly; her collars and cuffs were
white and smooth; her hair wai
dressed carefully and becomingly; she
was exquisitely neat.
Not fearing for her voice, abe
chatted gayly and pleasantly; not be
ing anxious about her dress, shs
moved gracefully and freely, and hav
ing no speciality of talent, she could
talk sensib,y about the various topics
her brother and his friend started.
Dinner passed off pleasantly. Pan