Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1898-10-28
"A Winter in The City. .
BY RUTH RANSOM.

forget me, Ma!?'
AS If 1t were necessary to ASK
that question. Charlie, l belieye
there's a spice Of the . Eello about
YOU
Aud May LtWrence'S pretry
blue eyes sparkled brimfuI of mi''
chiefas she raised them to hel
lovers face.
The old farm kitchen was
a.glitter with The glow of the burn
ing pine-logS; the red and green
stripes Of the rag carpet cOntrastf d
with the neatly whltewashed walls
and the big Oleander in the corner
was all pink with blossoms, as If
a rosy snOw.drlft had fallen over
il; q shaded lamp burned on the
tlble, but it was a modest, un-
obirusive light, scarcely reaching
to the nook where the two lovers
sat.
1T was so kind of Aunt Netlle
to think OF inviting me- went on
Nav, eagerly. 'Aud papa hss
given me a black silk dress; and
mamma says l may have the but
ter money for casual expense, as
ifI could ever spend twenty.fve
dollars for casual expenses. Bnt
man ma saws everything costs in
New York.
Charlie HYDE looked almost re
gretfully upon the bright face,
with it's fresh bloom. tie bronze
CLEAN of the braided brown hai',
and the blue SHINE of the truthful
eyes. as the girl spoke; and ST G
caught vague suspicion OF the
meaning that luIked in his glance
Charlie, are you sorry | am 60
ingI
Il should nor be, dearest, ii
we're quite certain tnat YOU would
come back the same innocent,
whole.bearted little May Lawrence
that sits here nOw.'
,You would think it nnpardOn
able If | were TO distruSt yOn,
Charhp!r pleaded May, laying her
hand softly in bis.
1T is not really dIstrust, Nav,
flower; it is a species ottorebOdlnes
SAID ne, slowly.
'Cbarlier
Don't look so sad, my little
Nav I was wrong thus 10 cloud
vonr future. Let ps talk ahont the
Hillside Farm now, and the new
furniture for Your little parloi
there, and whether the carpet
shall have hlue roses in it, or pink
for, after all, it is only six
months before our wedding, May.
Little May Lawrence was a de
clded novelty IN New York. She
did not know il, but size made 4
sensation. She was so naive, and
fresh, and piquanl!-like a wild
rose in a garden Of exo,ics-like a
robin in a cage of paroqnets and
macaws. Aud her eyes were So
radiantly blue, and her changing
color was so exactly the tint thai
Madam Francetti's cosmetics strug
gled after, but could not attain
and SIZE he'd 80 mnch vivacity and
sparkle. that Aunt Nettie con
graduated herself upon having
graced her home with such au al
traction.
Aunt Nrtlie herself was writer.
She wrote graceful, insipld yeres
quoted poetry, and criticised al
the new IOvels. She got up bls
torlcal tabieaux. belonged to mOst
Of the fashionable societies, ant
pridrd herself upon being exceed
lngly select and exclusive; snd
moreover, Aunt Nettie was very
proud of her pretty Young niece
LIS such a pity, May said sue
iuhaling ambIosial OdOrs from Uel
silver cassolette that you engaged
yourself so early in hie, and to
mere country bumpkin, toop
'Oh, Aunt Nrttle, yOu do no
know Charhtl He is 80 good, sc
n0bltv
Il dare say, my dear said Aanl
NettIe; but l never did believe III
these early engagements, and
really think you could have found
an unexceptlOnal alliance here, II
only you were unincumbered, as
they say about real esiatey
May listened with burning
cheeks, feeling as If every WORD
were a capital crime against heT
lover, and she was condOning the
conspiracy by listening to it.
Dear. dear Amt Npttie. dom,