The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1898-09-30

notion, DuL DeuGVo Gu6lE pTObobyp6S arc
in real life. Jean Vatican and Sydney
Carton theirs was heroism for you. L
am foolish enough to cry over them, ov-
er their sacrifices that others might be
happy. | wish l could give up some
thing for somebody" she added plain
lively.
1--WE know that Margaret would wish
to do something lovely, but what about
Miss Terry?" Ethel asked, with an i'm
peratiVe little motion of her hand. There
was an angry CLEAN in her eyes and the
flush on her cheeks had deepened.
"When face to face with that 1ormid-
able foe, mouse, | would intrepidlY
stand my ground, and not jump up in 8
chair and ch like parrot" prompt
lV responded Vida. II can imagine no
greater heroism than this" she added,
with mock solemnitY.
A mouse was Ethel's weak point, and
she turned furious glance upon Vida,
who mischievously went on: II would
plant my colors on the enemy's strong
hold having first boldly charged with q
lopG-handled poker"
''Once more | demand order" Mar
garet 10 Oked severe as she said 1t, and
turned to Helen Norton, begging her tc
say sometbing-anything-to restore
peace. Helen respectfully acknowledged
that there wasn't bit of yalor in heI
makeup. That while she adored heroic
actions-Catherine Douglas barring the
door with her arm and all that-if she
| should be called upon to do anything
brave she should be as limp as a rag. 81
think, however" she quietly said, look
ing down at her pretty dress and dainty
boots, THAT it must require deal of he.
roism to wear old-fashioned, shabby
Clothes"
"Ask Zayda Brent. 1 am sure she
ought to know, she has experience
enough" loudly whispered Ethel, for al
that moment a slight, fair girl with
pensive face, an abundance of soft brown
hair and thoughtful look in her haze
eyes, paused at the door. She had beer
reading as she came along, and held the
book closed over her finger. OH"
"For shame, Ethel" angrily exclalm
ed Vida, in low tone. "Zayda, dear
step in a moment; we are having little
talk about heroism."
Eyes tell us what you think about 1t, ,
urged Margaret, giving her an outline OF
| tho ir conversation.
Zsyda's heightened color and painet
look showed too plainly. that she. hearc
Ethels rude whisper, but she came JUS
inside the door. "Strange," she said
opening the book, "that looking up &
passage in connection with the English
| literature papers, should come across
this in The Newcomes': The Creates
courage is TO bear persecution, not tt
answer when reviled, and when a WI ons
has been done TO forgive p.
"How apropos - exclaimed Margaret
-ssWe did not ask 'rhackeray's, opinion
but yours" pointedly said Ethel.
ITO sacrifice one,s-self fer anothel
without moments hesitation wOulC
seem ts me the truest heroism,' quietly
| returned Zayda. closing her book ana
going on down the hall. The hazel eye
were at that moment dimmed with tears
"It is sad enough to be shabby, withou
having it flung in my face" she thought
sorrow1ully and Indignantly.
| Perhaps she felt the sights she con
tinually received more keenly because
only short time before she, too, hat
been an idolized child in home of plen
ty. Then came business reverses ant
death bereft OF her parents, with onl!
pa small sum for her maintenance, she en-
tered Madame DecantePs school as pupi
teacher, hoping to fit herself for a. gov
Eerness. s~- -ssa 500 ,,4[
AS she passed out of hearing Eft he
made a few sneeriDg remarks upon wha
she called her presumption ,s
81 don't see what she could possibl.
sacrifice for anybody: a, very senseles
speech I call it. She isn always setting
up to be saint - = IFs' ~ ' va.
Then Vida began In her most prOvok
ing tone: Ethel has positively, hates
/ Zayla since the last reception, and why
/ just because John Gregory said she wa
sspirituelle' and that she sang exquisite
| ly." ..'.~ .n..z.. 4cs..-- -
"What a falsehood ~ murmured Ethel
Vida made no reply save TO continue
THAT girl In an old dotted Swiss mus
lin that had been darned in doZei
places should be spirituelle, while reign
ing blonde beauty in an expensive. organ
die over silk should be ignored, was
/ trifie vexings" ne s.tn sys3 s-e g
Then there was another conflict o
| words, in which Ethel declared that sucl
1 an old rag of dress was disgrace ID
their receptions, and that she meant t.
peak to madame about 1t.
Vida, meantime, while stoutly defend
ing the despised gown, was devisine Il
her mind how to help Zayda geta bette
one. ''Why didn't you GO to the wood
with us when it cleared up?" she ques
toned. NJ
II had all these exercises TO correct,
she returned, pointing to a pile Of neatl.
folded papers on the table, then she look
Ted regretfully out at the lovely sunse
which was closing the dull day. Wouls
her sad, colorless present eyer be bright
lened by future full of rose and golt
she wondered, wearily.
ssBother take the old exercises" sais
Vida, seating herself, schoolgirl fashion
on the side of the bed. ahet us tan
about the reception. What are 20,
going to wear ?" @..
"A superfiuous question:" answered
zayda with sad little laugh. ssYor
know have only that old muslin"
sob, yes, you have. Where Is your