The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-11-05

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4 was brought up to be a governess,
you know, put in Molly, diffidently.
"A governess 2 Yes, of course 1 for
with?'' $500 '''0 peOpi0 ~" "oio
adding somewhat nialioiously, tthey were
tradespeople-" -,sfsss,.
That will d. my dear" interrupted
least wish to know more about them.
Now. shall show you your room? You
VIII haye to unpack, you know, before
She led the way out IF the room paus
irg at the doorway, however, and sign
ing to Molly with little gesture of
courtly grace to pass before her. The
after mounting wide oak staircase and
traVerS1ng a long passage, they reached
thelr destination, a large room with a
DOW window, huge rour-post bed, and
a dark wardrobe so highly polished that
Molly could see her own somewhat for
Iorn-looking reflection advancing to meet
her as she entered.
Il dine at Z" said Miss O,Nein with
her hand on the door handle; you win
probably come com down little before.
nope you will not be late my dear
This was spoken with the utmost slIav-
lty, but with a little underlying note of
warming which seemed to intimate you
had better not"
Half an hour before the appointed
time, Molly came down stairs, and was
directed by the solemn fo0tman fo the
drawing room, where Miss O'Neill was
waiting to receive her. A room so vast
that the multiplicity of wax lights bare
ly' sufiiced to chase the gloom from it's
recesses, with great deal of white and
gold furniture. and a ceiling representine.
blue sky wherein -ffoated fieecy white
clouds enlivened with cherubsa heads and
MreathS of roses; the general effect be-
ing pleasing, if a trife unnatural
Come here. my dear" said the old
lady, smiling approvinglY as Molly APP
peared, gay in her new fnery you are
like breath of fresh air this evening.
Come close; l want to have a good look
at you. Yes, you are like our family de-
cidedly-in fact rather like what l was
in my youth. only not so good-looking.
thing but the Janet ONeill of f1fty-fiy.
years ago is altogether such q different
person to the Janet O'Neill Of today that
blushing. You are pretty girl my dear,
very pretty girl. but not to be COM
pared to me in my young days. I have
been mobbed more thar once, and have
had people standing On chairs to see me
pass-and at balls-dear. how they would
come pressing round to watch ME dance!
Dancing was something to see in those
days. We didn't SLOUGH through our
Quadrilles and lancers as they DO now.
We knew our steps"
Here this amazing. old lady actually
sprang from her high-backed chair.
pointed a shapely foot. and ''chssse-ed,'
across the room, curtseying In the end
to an imaginary partner with all the
grace and dignity conceivable.
'It is comfort to see you so much
like an O'Neill." she remarked, return-
ing to her place, and drawing the girls
young face down to level with her
own Eyes. hair. complexion. perfect
/ am glad to see that your features are
so neatly finished my dear and nothing
could be prettier than that little round
throat of yours, collier de Venus and
ALL
What may that be?" asked Molly, who
found this enumeration of her points
somewhat embarrassing.
rd Don't , you know? that delicate triple
you" tracing the three lines with her
finger ,oI used ed to 2 have have it oncemn9 you
find a necklace of many rows, the collier
be- de whoever the c GODDESS of old age may
Ing Molly critically ally with her head on one
your face Where did you get that dread
fully plebeian little hose?'
Probably from the Mackenzies," said