Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1900-03-01


Known merino.
George Terry looked at 1t rather du-
sSously, while anxiously waited her
SECESSION. rss'-s s,is,.,a. '..'..s'
'H'm-I don't know, Rose. l wish
pom would take my black alpaca. The
nerino wifi be good enough for me at
Indeed. Ill do no suchfthingriI 'ex-
siaimed Indignantly. Have all the
pleasure of going away and take your
dresses in the bargain, leaving you 90
ssay. home and wear my old clothes! l
cart be quite that selfish, Georgia"
George laughed melodiously. She
always had such a pleasant, ripping
Eaugh--it sounded warm and sunny,
last like her own sweet temper.
Now, that's what / call 'straining at
q gtat,," said George, with Der ripe,
red lips trying to pout, but quivering
with smiles instead. But here comes
mamma She shall settle that point"
P0or, dear mamma turned her head,
arst to one impetuous daughter, then
10 the other, signing gently all the
while. But to my great glee the decis-
ION was in my favor.
'Tiwish you could have another new
dress, dear Rose" said mamma, In her
kindest tones; "but l don't see how we
can manage it,"
All this, dispute may seem very trivial
20 the unconcerned, but to us, the In
lerested parties, it was of great import
Rnce. was going on journey-going
to leave my home and travel alone for
the first time in my life. We--that Is,
mamma, George and Lived on grand
fathers farm, in New Hampshire.
Mamma had friend named Mrs.
Wharton, who had been living in Bos-
ton for many years, and she had writ
ten to mamma begging that one OF us
might pay her long visit. Great was
the debati ting as to which should accept
the invitation.
George insisted that it was my pre-
rogative, as l was Mrs. Wharton's
namesake. l rather think our new min
lister had something to do in making
George so persistently refuse to go; for
good and kind as George was, she had
never been quite so active until young
Mr.. Partridge beamed upon us, with
his bright black eyes. However, 1t
won't do to tell her secrets without spe-
eial permission.
Mamma had given me a new gray
gown for Sundays and visitings; ! had
also white one for evenings, in easel
should go to any parties. These, with
my two morning wrappers, were con-
sidered very good outfit.
George had generously insisted on
my taking her new black alpaca, her
enc best dress, and leave my brown
merinO-my last winters garment-for
her to wear on Sundays. But George
was the soul of generosity, and would
Deggar herself to do anyone a kind
ness. ~
After much twisting and turning and
discussions as to trimmings my ward
robe Was considered finished and pre-
sentable, and embarked on my jour-
ney. The ride was one Of long delight,
for my passionate love of travelling had
hitherto been very little gratified. :
AS stood in the railroad station at
my journeys end, looking helplessly
about me, tall gentleman, with a
handsome brown mustache, approach
ed, and bowling with easy and polished
grace, said in an inquiring tone:
Miss Rose, presume"
bowed in response, inwardly Won
dering If polite society required gentle
men to address ladies at first acquaint-
ance by their Christian names.
MY aunt, Mrs. Wharton, has been
unexpectedly called away from home
for few hours. and has given me the
honor and pleasure Of escorting you to
her house." he remarked.
My second reply was another bow.
Again was wondering who this
nephew was. The gentleman looked at
me curiousiy. Evidently he was begin.
ming to think me dumb, so found voice
to say: -..,e..r,..s
1How is Mrs. Wharton"
Very well, indeed, thank you, and
hooking eagerly for your arrival"
After we were seated In the carriage
which was far handsomer than my
country experience had thought posi-
bic, the gentleman proceeded in his ef
forts for my entertainment.
-Do you wonder how knew you
Miss Rose?" he asked.
@yery much l replied-not, how
ever, without qualms Of conscience, al
bad really not given It thought.
Il recognized you by your Dress be
triumphantly responded.
looked down at my bright merino
the subject at home Of so much dis
putting. and felt an inward terror. Wa.
the man a medium. clairvoyant? Had
he in spirit heard my conversation Will
George?
MY dress?y I,gasped. ~.
Yes. your dress My aunt INFORMED
me that your travelling suit wal
brown" tot. 3,
-0hre 1 family calculated. inwardly
skinking how very strange in mamms
to write to Mrs. Wharton concerning
ire dress, and feeling conslderabl,
~exed about it--so much so that thu
Gentleman, judging from my fiushet
<neeks that the subject was unpleas
ant, pursued It no further, to my grea
gcIIef.
o~>~.~.t. 49, - - - .--.-.S - 90.