The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1895-11-30

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upstairs and counting old ones downstairs
enough TO make you despise money
though | don't know how you could de
spise it any more than you do. -
I've had such delightful morning,
said Miss Veronica, when she came home
and Jimmy had taken her bonnet anc
parasol and she sat slipping the iced but
termilk that Celeste brought her, while
Miss Sedley had her clabber and cream.
:sAnd it seems to me as if the Treasury
were fairly peopled with ghosts. I've
seen the sisters and wives and widows
and daughters of half the people we used
to know in the old days, that had dropped
out of the great world
Into the greater world, said Celeste.
why, it's our Faubourg St. German
And Sedley, you must 60 down yourself.
We really must make business of ac-
Gmainting ourselves with affairs
Il don't know how Father Walter
No one would like it better than that
great. noble, comforting spirit feel as
if we had been asleep while things were
growing. You We no idea what a coun-
try it is. | am going to the Patent Office
tomorrow. and then Who is that 2
For young man was mounting the ter
race steps two at Il time.
Il must break it to you gently, said
Celeste laughing, but catching her olsen
gagged hand with its little thready rings
1t is Jinny's jerome. And he lisa New
Englander!
But Miss Veronica rose to the occasion
Il suppose he is also an American, she
said
.'He is IA scientific man. And he has
discovered germ.
Perhaps it wasn't his fault said Miss
Veronica.
II hope it ism unfeminine said Miss
Sedley to her sister one nj ght some weeks
atterward, when Celeste had gone up
stairs to finish her Gr"phic letter. and
jimmy had gone down to the gate with
her lover. but | must say ii is pleasant
to have il man going and coming about
the house lit makes you feel as if
! YOU were alive. and not shut off from the
world 1t makes You feel as if you be
longed to the race 1t really makes You
feel as it. after all. You weren set away
on shelf to mould. It's natural to have
a man about the house We We been liv-
/ iny an unnatural life.
Il don't know how we could have
helped it. said Miss Veronica.
We'll, it can last long said Miss
! Sedley. pensively. He Il take her away
j presently. But there this about it. he II
be coming back to attend to that bill Of
his in the winter It's a serious matter
with them Celeste says, to carry that bill.
Then he must carry it. said Miss
! Veronica Let me see. Isn't there Il
Senator by the name Of Sumner? |
thought there was He was very wrong
ON the slavery question, WASH t he? Well,
/ bygones are bygoneS And he is inter
ested in old prints and medals. some
one said. And here she lowered her
voice. ism t-isn t-isl Butler in the
House? shall 90 to see him. Oh yes.
oh yes shall shall present the case.
He must be power. And-let me see.
she said again, with her finger on her lips.
who are our own Senators
We haven any, you know, " said
Miss Sedley bitterly. They are all
what is it they call them carpet bag
| gers.
Very we'll rpet-baggers will want
the countenance Of the old gentility. |
shall see them all. And although her
! heart was shaking and her voice was
trembling, the gentle old lady, who had
never yet dared to stop street car by
herself, was already lobbying jerome :
bill through Congress for all she was
worth
Miss Sedley glanced at the portraits on
the wall with an air Of apprehension.
But the parsonage i'll knee-breeches and Il
powdered WIG, with the sword at his side,
the roll Of parchment in his hand. and
the red curtain and the thunder storm
behind him. continued looking over her
head in sublime unconcern; and a. for
the wax medallions in their furnished
frames. the lady there in low relief. with
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gentleman with IL stiff stock and Il bang.
went on gazing at each other with >tolid
Indifference to the affairs of Il lesser world
than theirs. But the glance somehow
treasured Miss Sedley. Whatever new
scenes shifted across the view the void
still moved on the same axis
1t was III the mild and beautiful No
vembcr weather when all the blue river
distances were swathed with n-gilded
hazes. the late roses were still blooming
and the flag floating from the top of the
unfinished monument looked like Il flower
itself against the sky, and the bland Ind
ian summer was sweeter than ever real
! summer was. that Miss Veronica sat at
| the head of her table one morning ready
! to carve a Potomac swan. MY dears
/ she said to the bride and groom ON her
either hand-when, after nuptial mass,
they had come home to Il Thanksgiving
breakfast where Celeste and Matte and
Miss Sedley assisted, the latter respondent
in an adaptation of the Aaron Burr bro
cade which jimmy had made without in
juring it-''my dears. it is not especially
ii festival Of our Church, and it is not a
festival OF our part of the country, at least
it used not to be- don know that we
ever kept the day before, Sedley? But feel
as if | could not sufficiently honor it and
express my thanks to-day for the goodness
which, against our will, has taken us out
of the clefts of the rock and into the liv-
ing currents by overturning our prejudices
and enliShtening our ignorance
You mean by giving us all these
young people, sister, regardless of the
spot made by every falling tear.
Eyes, these poor young people who
never can know any such pleasure as
ours, unless when they shall be old anc
sad and lonely and
And tired to death of life as it was.
sister
They shall have young blood poured
into their veins as we have had, youns
| ewes oiven them To see the world VOuns