The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1897-04-14

send her into me, when go there to
have u dress fitted. She has such n
pretty way, don't you know, and such
lovely eye lashos, and she understands
her business to perfectionl"
"She is a very beautiful girl" said
Mr.. Elwood, calmly. "And she has
helped mo wonderfully with those
shy children, at the Sunday afternoon
services They seem to take to her by
instinct"
''Some people have q way with chill
dren," said Mrs. Plantagenet. "Now
l never could endure the idea of
teaching until you came to take charge
OF our church, Dear Mr.. Elwood (;
then, of course, everything was diff.
fercnt."
Mr.. Elwood smiled little. If Miss
Plantagenet had been less lovely and
dimpled, sitting there, with Llue
ribboned pug in her lap, and the col p
ored lights from the stained glass
window making n sort of nureole
around her face, he might have set
her down for fool as it was, he men.
tally characterized her us merely n
'thoughtless child"
Yes, Marien Plantagenet was GER
iainly very lovely. And the reduced
family OF Plantagenet were reckoning
largely on this innocent, infantine
beauty to build up their fortunes
again.
Mrs. Plantagenet, hatchet-faced
widow of fifty, went around cutting
down the daily expenses, directing the
servants to make Irish stews, hashes,
and divers other mixtures, out OF the
scraps of cold meat, instead of be-
slowing them on beggars, taking big
Goals of the fire with pair of tongs,
and peering into the ash can to make
sure that no solitary cinder had been
smuggled unslfte6 into its depths.
She studied the butchers book, beat
down the bakers account and econo-
mized in everything, Gin order, as
she said. ''to give Marien coed
chapce to marry"
In the article of white satin shoes,
cut flowers and ball dresses, she was
compelled to loose her purse strings,
groan as she might.
And when Mr.. Elwood, the nephew
and adopted son of wealthy old
bachelor, came to assume the charge
of the nearest fashionable church,
Mrs. Plantagenet rejoiced greatly.
SITS all plain sailing now." she
thought. "For nobody can deny that
Marien is beauty"
Mamma" Miss Marien had said,
81 must have a new dress for Easter.
I did think my pearl silk would do.
but it is too tight, and I've worn it SO
often"
Nonsense |" said Widow Plautag.
enet. "Where in the world do you
suppose it is to come from?"
"From the stores, to be sure I" said
Marien, with saucy toss OF her head.
Sand I've promised Mr.. Elwood to
send cross of lilies for the font. !
must be looking around for that"
my goodness mel" groaned Mrs.
Plantagenet. "Do you know, child.
what they are asking for white lilies
now at the florists? Twenty-Five cents
each. And they'll go up, of course,
as Easter approaches. They always
do"
81 couldn't manage with less tnaa a
Dozen" said Marien, immediately.
For the centre piece, you know.
might arrange jonquils. and hyacinths,
and white carnations, and those
cheaper spring flowers, around the
base, with plenty of climbing fern aud
rose geranium leaves, and violets--if
violets aren't too DEAR"
"Well. we must contrive some way"
said Mrs. Plantagenet wearily.
Would this everlasting warfare OF
ways and means never cease? Would
the time ever come when everybody
would be paid, aud no army OF clam.
orous duns would longer besiege the
door?
Mrs Plantasenet hoped for this
happy state OF things. but it was very
much as she hoped for the millennium
lin vague. indefinite sort of way.