Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1899-01-14

ehiP' udrc Say smell keep BLISS winnie ~
Tregarthen, sewing and doing up things
now until the Captain comes home. Miss
Winnie is 30 clever at making things up
nice, and her ladyship do seem to have
took such a wonderful fancy to her"
There was a sly sneer in Miss Trewhei.
has furtive glance at her mistress, us the
I'D lady pettishly took of her glasses, de-
claring that they made her eyes ache, and
pushed the basket OF woods away.
Il wonder IL Miss Winnie intends bsing
kinder to her old friend, MI. Pascoe, now,
than she used before she went away"
Madam said, apparently studying the
braiding OF her dress; "It is time for Miss
Winnie to think Of getting settled. She is
eight-and-twenty, / believe"
"Eight-and-twenty, MADAME returned
Miss Trewhella, in a very high-pitched
tone. higher four-and-thirtyi Mr.. Pas
coe, her own step-mother's cousin, told me
nine years ago that he believed his cousin
Winnie, as he calls her, was near three
and-twenty."
ooh, nonsense said Madam, with a
satirical smile, The worthy Miss IRE
whella's strenuous efforts at the arithme:
tic of addition as applied to other women's
ages, and. the arithmetic of subtraction
as applied TO her own, were well known to
her.
well, whatever age she is, Madam
whether she's what l say, or seven or
eight-and-twenty as you say" Miss Ire
whella continued, shaking her head very
much and tightening her lips in a surpris-
ing manner; "she've no notion of Mr.. Pas
coe, Madam. Oh, de ar, mol They get
very HIGH nntinnS In AyNarino NInIa,,
Ones as good as another, over there, l
hear. There's no one too good, or too fine,
or too grand, for a young lady to think of
setting her cap at over therel Mr.. pascoe.
the purser-her own step-mother's cousin
amt half good enough for Miss Winnie
since she's been and got the high; presum.
ing Yankee notions! She wasn't across
the doorstep last night when l noticed it:
Madam-reely. Now isn't that surprlsings
Quite the air Of being somebody, you
know, Madam, and so dressed up! Sur
prising, Madaml She had nothing less
than splendid grOS grain on her dress,
Madam: and her Grape was nine shillings
a yard if it was a pennyl Rely you'd
think, to see her with Lady Mountrevor,
that she was an old acquaintance of her
ladyship's, and n titled lady, too-reely
surprisingl Aud she's all night in her
ladyship's room, tool They're the greatest
friends"
"Trewhella, please don't talk so much
you make my head ache" her mistress
said, irritably.
"OE; | beg pardon; Madam-f was only
trying to amuse you, seeing rs you weren't
able to work" Miss Trewhella explained,
In her most touchingly humble and re-.
proachful voice. "Of course it's nothing
to me what Miss Cacrlyon aspires to or
doesn't aspire to. | shouldn't ave pre-.
sumed to mention Miss Caerlyon's sayings
or doings, or goings on in any manner,
only / thought it would he amusing 10 you,
Madam. this terrible dreary day, and your
nerves so bad"
The worthy creatures voice subsidized into
an injured whine, and with a melancholy
sigh she glided out of her mistress pres.
ence.
The white jewelled hands trembled
amongst the Berlin woods, and tangled
them together: and the stormy flush which
those who offended her knew so well col
ored all Madam Viyian's pale, ivory-like
complexion.
Are they all in league against meP" she
whispered, p~assionately clcnching her fin
gers; my nephew Stephen, that naughty.
obstinate woman, Mildred Mountrevor
and Winnie CaerlyCn? Am ! to be as
nothing, if n mans folly, n reckless, self.
wllled woman's whim, and q presumine
young persons intentions are set on
achieving n thing? How dare she! How
dare Mildred Mountrevor make light OF
my wishes and my authority in my owl
house! How dare Winnie Caerlyon dream
OF it! There is yet time said Madam,
growing ~feverish with anger, and begin
ming to pace the room; 81 shall put an
end to this matter, one way o: another
Winifred Caerlyon shall know what she
is daring IL she ventures to interfere with
my plans for the future of Stephen Tired
ennick."