The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-05-28

for inspection and approval.
MY dear Daisy, you lock lovey!" she re-
Piled, in highly pleased and admiring voice,
whilst her eyes take in every detail of first
the sweet face, and then the charming frock
which her daughter is spreading out care
fully. Really, don't think / have ever seen
you look so well in your life; and as for that
dress-stand off little, child-yes, it's per-
feet Ceine has done her duty for once,
must say that for her. You will be our belle
tonight, darling, won't she, Mathers?"
Mathers' admiration is chiefly directed to-
wards her own handiwork, namely, the ar
rangement of Miss Daisy's chestnut locks;
but she responds to her mistress appeal en-
thCSia Stically.
1T is rather swagger frock for me, 1
know" exclaims Daisy, in a tone of mixed
pride and gratitude smoothing down the
satin and chiffon in which she is decked.
Mamma, you've been awfully good to me
lately, and she raises dark blue eyes to her
mothers whilst a little blush mounts to her
smooth young cheek.
- Mind you reward me properly, them" eX-
claims Mrs. Page, snnilingly.
She glances across at the girls graceful
figure as she speaks, at the slender neck with
it's string of pearls, and the flower-like face,
and she notices how happy Daisy looks, and
how her lips smile, and her eyes sparkle
Mrs Page says to herself that she is a most
fortunate woman, and that her path is to be
an easier one than most mothers tread 1t
is very delightful that she has never had
any difficulty with Daisy, and that especially
now, Of late, at a most critical juncture,
Fate has treated her so marvellously well,
that her desires and Daisy's, far from
clashing, as is often the case, turn out
to run in identically the direction.
Daisy's first lover is the very man Mrs. Page
has desired for her; the best parti of the
season Daisy is as willing to accept tonight
as the heart of the most worldly mother
could desire. There has been no awkward
leaning towards any undesirable suitors.
From the first moment of meeting Tom
oh
other as naturally as though he were some
fascinating detrimental without a penny.
Mrs. Page would be very sorry to be set
down to count Tom Carruthers pennies; it
would be a heavy task. This is the secret
of the numberless new frocks and furbelows
that lucky Daisy has been having showered
upon her lately-the attentions of this suit
able individual, who in Daisys eyes is no
parti at all, only the one man who lives and
breathes and moves in the world.
Yes she goes On aloud, still admiring
herself, while her mother puts the finishing
touches to her own toilet, and Mathers goes
away to seek out wraps and fans: its the
very prettiest dress I've ever had, mamma! -
turning round-"has Mathers gomez"
Yes" returns her mother, looking up.
Mamma" says Daisy, shyy, gliding across
the room and displaying suddenly spray of
exquisite roses, which she has hidden up to
now" see my foWers!
Mrs. Page looks at them with very ap-
proving eye.
From the devoted admlrer! she queS-
tons, archly.
They came few minutes ago. explains
Daisy with happy blush, and a sweet, shy
laugh. II had almost finished dressing when
Collins knocked at the door, and handed
them in to me. Aren't they lovely ones, too?
He asked me what kind of roses L liked best
yesterday, and L described this sort. 1 didn't
know their precise name, but said creamy
pinky- golden sort of rose, and he has sent
the exact ones"
HE must be a clever young man. then
laughs Mrs. Page. They are certainly ex-
ouisite flowers, though.
Mamma. it is so nice that you like Tom
so very much whispers the girl You do
like him, don't your
Most certainly" responds Mrs. Page
DAISY what a pretty child you look tonight!
Come along. Well go down to the ballroom