Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1895-03-07

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their daughter, Leslie. You will re-
ceive card. You will attend. Yo,
will meet Uncle Albert. And you vii
take his heart by storm
Hopefully had he planned bis scheme
enthusiastically had he explained it
But Rosine protested. 1t was to be q
grand ball, and she had nothing tt
wear. Besides she did not like the idet
of plotting to make person like her
And
BLESS you,' cried Cyril, he does moi
dislike you. don't belieye be ever
knows your name. His resentment il
general, not particular. As soon as
told him l was in loye with southern
girl. he-he Il have to drop into slang
Rosine)-hs sat square down on me. Il
seems southern girl Tilted him wher
be was young, and he is bound to saw
me from like awful fate. But whel
he once sees you, he is bound to capitu'
late, He is q regular old brick-Uncl'
Albert
But l have nothing to wear. And
what is more, cannot buy dress fol
| the Chartreau ball. We-Aunt Mag
nolia and I-are poor as the proverbia
church mice,
But Just then Miss Magnolia came t.
Rosine's relief, like regular little fairy
godmother.
Tho very thing + she cried->m,
primrose SATIN
Rosine regarded her obviously, de
lightedly. She knew her aunt had al.
ways guarded jealously her trunkful o1
treasures, her Jewels, her Iaces, her rich
stiff, glistenin1 old brocades.
DO you mean it, auntie?'
Miss Maguolia's bright old eye
winked very rapidly, indeed.
u do. my dearv I was young onc'
myself
And that was how Rosine Wilde cam'
to be belle of Nine. Chartreau's fancy
dress ball. The proposed iestivity hae
been the talk of New Orleans for sew
eral weeks. The night long anticipated
was cool. crisp, sweet and pearly. Th'
broad balconied old residence on st
Charles street was brilliantly lighted "
Many carriage rolled up, rolled of
When Rosene descended from the bar
ouche Of her chaperon, she felt a LITTLE
nervous, a little elated, and consciou
that she was looking remarkably vel
as, indeed. she was. Quite picture
was the pretty young 6gur",ln the clinI
ing gown Of pale yellowish satin, pic
turssquely puffed and quantity fashion
ed. The corsage, cut roundly revealed
the firm. full throat. Dainty mouse
skin swathed the arms. which if sleude
were also exquisitely rounded; and th
small, olive tinted face was lit to love
illness by pansy black eyes. A flash o
alteration succeeded the serene noncha
lance of Cyril Rodneys' counteuence II
he caught sight Of her. He made hi
way to her side.
Queen Rosine,' he murmured. 'Yo'
are by far the yrettiest girl here to-
night. Poor uncle Albert How com
plete will be bis surrender
She swept him mocking courtesy
'Ah.' she said smilingly, III that con
viction were but mine
The sentence ended in y long sof
sigh.
'Syte pas gagne.' he began. Con
found it, never can get nv tongu'
around your creolisms! The saying is
however, that if there were no sighinI
in the world the world would stifle
Now, prepare to face the music
And off be went. He soon returned
By his side was sturdy old gentle
man.
Rosiue's heart b at more rapidly.
>rhe dragon she said.
silvery hair had the dragon. A darl
mustache had the dragon. A florit
complexion had the dragon. And
manner that was grave, dignified aut
courteous.
Uncle Albert explained Cyril, will
boyish eagerness. this is Miss Rosid
Wilde
Wilde! The old gentleman startet
preceptiblv. He looked at the blush
ing girl-at the yellowish gown. IL
bowed.
And ayowed young Rodney, send
ing his sweetheart swift smile of en-
enlargement, >and-the young lady o
whom l spoke to you.'
'Oh 7 exclaimed Albert Ellsworth
Then, interroga:ively WildeT Wa
your fathers name Clay ton Wilde?
Rosine assented.
And your mothers maiden nam