The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-02-05

Cinderella.
It's too bad" pointed Kitty. I am quite
CinderellaH'
Good-natured Mrs. Powell Martin laughed
amusedly
My dear child!' she said mot quite so
bad as that, think. Do you really want to
go very much, Kitty?"
OF course do" was the reply. 1T will
De splendid dance. Everyone will be there.
Jessie and Laura Madison are going and
Laura is only my age 1 turned seven
teen, you know"
take said Mrs. Powell-Martin; "but-"
Probably the amiabe lady, who could not
bear to disappoint her pretty young daugh-
ter, would have given way had not Kitty's
EluSlcmaSter been announced at that moment.
The young lady retired in a very bad grace
and-her fate was sealedi
Mamma" Geraldine began, as soon as the
door was closed; you surely won't dream of
taking Kitty to the dance?"
:. Perfectly abthurd!" put in Sophie, who
Isped a little
1T seems rather hard" the mother said,
Wavering little. "She certainly has dull
time of it,"
IF she gees one of US will have to stay at
hcme," Geraldine said, sharply. You can't
take three daughters. It's out of the cues
ton"
And Kittie is young enough yet" saphie
put in
Mrs Powell Martin sighed
We'll, my dears, have Your own way 1t
would certainly be better if you were both
comfortably settled before bring Kitty out;
butt don't know how it isl she added, with
- motherly frankneSS-'you are always con-
sldered like me, and yet 1 had half dozen
offers before I was your age. Why, I mar
ried your father before 1 was nineteen; and
when was a widow, 1 refused four men be-
fore took Mr.. Powell Martin
Gerald1ne tossed her head and looked an
cry. she had generally been considered a
peauty put she was now over thirty, and
h h.
Both girls were like, and yet unlike their
beautiful mother.
They were tall and dark like her; but where
her complexion had the lovely clearness of
the brunette, theirs were sallow; and where
her face was a perfect oval theirs were too
long and thin. Sophie in particular was very
thln and angular; and they were, in short,
decidedly passee Now Kitty, their stepsis-
ter, the child of their mothers second mar
rage, was lovely, with complexion of lilies
and roses, hair like spun gold, and eyes of
melting dark blue So it was no wonder that
the Misses Deerwater objected to the company
OF Miss, PoweE-Martin when they went to
dances and such festivities.
You know, mamma Geraldine said, after
pause; Jack Barry will very likely be at
the dance, and-I know the Discombes want
him to marry"
And you fancy you will be Lady Dscombe
some day." Sophie said, sneeringly,
Geraldine flushed angrily.
Il don't know why not she said, sharply
we always played with Jack and his sisters
as children. Lord and Lady Discombe would
not object, I know; and Jack and l.
Why, you're half a dozen years older
than Jack!' cried Sophie, spitefully. And
he was always better friends with me than
you. You boxed his ears once, 1 remember
Don't quarrel girls said the mother,
turning the talk into more agreeable chan
mel What about your frocks for Thurs
day?"
A discussion ways and means at once
followed, for the Misses Deerwater had only
a HUNDRED year each, and Mrs. Powell
Martin was the wife of poor man.
Mrs. Powell Martin had made from a
worldly point of view, two very poor mar
riages. Richard Deerwater, at the time when
she became his wife, heir to a title and
large rent-rol and it was thought a great
fnatch for her, because, though renowned
beauty, and one of the best blood in England
she was penniless; but Richard Deerwater
died suddenly, the title and estates passed
over to distant cousin, and the wife was
come.
Mr. Powell-Martn, a very handsome man
was her second husband, and he too had great
expectations when she married him, and he
TOO was disappointed, for the uncle whose
helr ne should have been, chose to marry
again at the ripe age of eighty and Mr.
Powell-Martin at his death was left as Door
as ever.
1t was with something very like rebellion
IN her heart that Kitty stood in the hall on
depart.
What will you do with yourself. child?"
ner mother said, with a little conjunction, as
she kissed her. You will be lonely"
for the only son of the house was at OK
ford, and Mr.. Powell Martin had gone to a
mems dinner some miles away.
oh, I'm Cinderella" returned Kitty, petu-
iantly. The fairly godmother will come soon,
and shall astonish you all by appearing at
the ball