The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1897-01-21

one of her numerous and very pretty
gowns, she was quite handsome woman,
and the men appreciated her soft and ar
tistic coloring by carrying it off on their
lapels as a delicate though perishable
souvenir. But the way she chased dig
ntied and handsome old bachelor of fifty,
with lustrous eyes and golden bank ac-
count, was world of fun to all beholders.
another society girl of twenty, with a
sweet, natural, wholesome nature, thor
oughly generous and unspoiled. and as
full of pure fun as summer morning is
of dew and sparkle. She saw the hand of
the older woman, and she did everything
she could, il an innocent, funny way to
| ''go7' her one better Il wonder if she
thinks l am just going to sit still and let
her lasso that charming old bachelor under
my very nose? Never, L m going to stir
him up my own self, if it is the last thing
| do, 1t isn't mean, is it?" she asked,
anxiously, after she had confded her plan
J. to me, about the second night after my
arrival Not a bit of itr' | said, eager
for the fray, and anxious to see how Miss
Blonde was going to stand the racket.
but do let me tell the others, They will
all enjoy it so-do you mind?'
Not the least bit in the world Tell
them, every one, and maybe, if l get into
scrape, some of them will help me out.
I'll begin in the morning."
And she did, and everybody in the hotel
''caught on and enjoyed it immensely.
She was sweet and graceful about it, and
having no malicious designs in her happy
young heart, she prospered finely and
grew rosy and saucy as the campaign pro-
crossed. But | shall never forget her con-
sternation, night before the week was
up, when She came flying in my room
with big tears in her clear blue eyes, and
a genuine culver in her voice. Il never
meant to do it, And l don know what in
the world to do. That old tadpole has ac-
tually taken all my nonsense in dead earn
"
do you think of that? He vows he never
loved a woman before, and never asked
one to marry him even in fun. What am !
to do? What would Will say? Why, I've
been engaged to viii for year and we
are to be married in April. Oh, dear, IN
never be naughty any more. What do you
suppose Yellowtop would say?" And the
| little mischief maker threw herself on the
bed and alternately wept and laughed
until I, too, was convulsed over the stua-
| ton.
Well, it ended in her packing up her
traps and going back home to Will the
next morning, while the dear old bachelor
swore that all women were deceivers and
retired into melancholy seclusion for the
remainder of his stay, leaving ''Yellow-
top furious and desperate oyer the per-
versty of things.
However, how have strayed from my
subject, for l started to tell you that the
society girl is very sweet and lovely
picture as she poses in her numberless
neat tailor made gowns or airy, dainty
evening frocks. The winsome creature
spoken of above never looked more fetch
ing than in deep blue broadcloth gown
made exquisitely plain to show to advant-
age her slender, girlish waist and finished
with tasteful braid ornaments of blue and
gold extending across the front of the
Jacket bodice.
panion-when she was not with the
''bachelor was no less bewitching in
gown of royal purple cloth, also on the
tailor made order The bodice of this
suit boasted a soft, dainty front of black
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