The state herald., 1897-03-19

The ir.patience in the Young mans
tole "a, zed his aunt almost nS much
as ne sentiment he uttered. Never be-
fore had he failed to show her respect.
On the contrary, the humbleness OF his
demeanor had been grievance to her;
ii did not become one OF her own blood
to manifest the same awe before her
that an ordinary Ninth-Warder did.
The old lady Strengthened in her
chair, the lines about her mouth stiff
fened, and her eyes glistened like her
knocker, as she answered:
Percy Dean. You forget to whom
you are speaking. You forget yourself.
sir, and your good breeding Is evil
IDENTIFY suffering from the associations
you permit yourself"
Percy was frightened. The last time
he had been rebuked in this temper by
his aunt was when he was n boy. He
meant no offense.
Il beg your pardon, Aunt Martha" ;"
he murmured.
Mrs. Leveen took her knitting from
the table and worked busily at 1t till
she was quite calm. She looked up after
every few thrusts of her needle, indig-
, nantly at first, then coldly, and finally
the habitual expression of kindness re-
turned to her face.
81 dare say you are in hurry to 90
to town, Percy. and | shall not detain
you much longer. You may tell me
something about this young-thls girl.
How old is she?"
"She Is going on 10, Aunt Martha"
is she cultivated, educated! Come
Percy, tell me all about her"
she went through the grammar
school, think, but she had TO work
after that. So she can't play the piano
or sing. but she is nice girl and can
tend the house and cook. now that her
mothers dead"
That's right; she ought to be able
to manage her husbands household
But tell me more about her. Is her
voice soft are her manners gentle, Is
| she modest? Describe her to me. my
dear. Is she pretty?"
Percy was encouraged by the few
words of approval he had won.
Aunt. she's a beaut', that's"
What do YOU say, a what?"
81 mean she's a beauty. She's got
blue eyes. blonde hair and the incest
biggest reddest cheeks. She amt what
you would call quiet: she's more live.
ly like. You ought to hear her laugh
when we're down on the docks nights
with the rest of the crowd I'll BET
you could hear her across the river In
Hoboken. And jolly? II she gets a mug
as is too fresh she can jolly him along
| to beat the band. But she's on the lev
| el. too. She does the square thing by
| her old man every clip. The house.
work has to be done before she's in
| for the game. And she slaves for hel
little sisters and brothers, just slaves
| for them, and yet she does 1t as willing
But then she's good to everybody: al
ways ready to help out with worl
/ when neighbors are behind or sick OF
have company, and she sticks up fol
horses and cats and all like that. Yol
wouldn't believe she was that way
| though. to see her at a ball or dancinJ
on excursion boats up the river. She,
good locker and a good dresser, ant
/ when she's out in full rlg-well, say
she's a sight. The other fellows dom
do nothing when we're out"
Percy stopped short. Mrs. Lever
had risen suddenly and she stood cree
before him, tall and white and proud
why. Aunt Martha!" he exclaimed
That's enough, Percy. Thank you
see have been wrong. all wronl
In this matter from the first. You shall
have your way. for 1t is right con.
sent"
20, Aunt Martie." he cried. sprnglnp
up and selzing her hand to kiss. Il am
SO glad. But knew you would after
hearing about her And say, aunt, you
ought to see her once You couldn't
help but like her and admire her
Everybody In the ward does. Why. do
you know what they call her, the men
down at the Grapevine? The way you
looked then made me think OF H.
They call her the Pride OF Greenwich
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