Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1901-11-28

| -ook advantage OF this little moral
weakness to persuade the next
door boy, an imp of L, who is a
great friend of mine and who is pos
sessed of that terror, a gramophone,
to sit cut with it in his garden under
BUSH at about 5 ia the morning and
let it play and shrek music hall songs
TO Aunt Julia
On the third day Aunt Julia fed to
her northern home, and Jack and
| bought new cricket bat between US
But Celia, who was vexed at losing
AUatie, looked coldly at the boy when
she met him out
But in getting ria of Aunt Julia We
had only lost one evil. for alas! her
work lived after her. Celia was still
bent on becoming a bIuestocking.
| The higher education of women" had
become her aim in life, and the fr.yoli-
ties of the season knew her no more.
| This might have been nice in its
way, but was quite unsuitable to
Jacks requirements, as he does not
care for the higher education of wo-
mem class of girl at all, and had
chosen Celia partly on account of her
| ''fufflness." But begged him not to
be downhearted, and l told him some
thing would be sure to transpire to
restore Celia to her usual state OF de
lightful and attractive femiuinity.
Luckily it did; her moment of recon
version came the next evening.
l had with great difficulty persuaded
her to accompany me to Lady Ellis
tons ball at the Institute of Water
COlors. She insisted on going in a
plain black satin garment. l was sit
ting behind a palm with Mr.. Leon
ard, who was great admirer of Celia
before she married, and my sister was
sitting quite near us, but not where
he could see her.
How is Mrs Hinton? Is she here
tonight?' he asked presently.
20, yes, she is here"
Really; | haven't seen her, al
though l looked everywhere for her.
Is she as lovely as ever?" he added.
Involuntarily l pause1 a moment.
and then said: 80, yes, quite think"
Its wonder | haven't seen her"
he said disappOintedly. What is she
dressed in? She dresses so beautiful
ly."
! 'She is in black" I replied shortly
We'll, that is funny thing" he re
piled, because l saw a woman all in
black just now, much older woman
han your sister, and yet a little like
her. A plain likeness, quite a carica-
ture, in fact, but there was strong
likeness"
At this moment Celia, who must
have heard every word, got up, look
ing red and angry, and strolled away
across the ballroom.
why, there she isl cried Nj
Leonard eagerly; that is the woman
saw, there, crossing the ballroom
There is likeness, isn't there?" he
added, something in the walk and the
way she carries her head, only. of
course, this woman is plain, while
your sister is so pretty
It's astonishing how often one sees
a likeness between good-looking and
plain people," | replied sweetly. and
now l must try to find the real Celia
for you; come along We'll go and ask
Jack where she is" and led him away
in the opposite direction.
The next morning Celia came down
to breakfast looking quite fluffy and
feminine again, and her forehead was
partially shaded with a SOFT array OF
little curlS. Jack looked obviously
relieved and delighted, and was quite
unusually attentive all breakfast time.
| wonder why men can never hide
their feelings; /, Of course, appeared
to notice nothing.
"HOTrid dance last night, wasn't it?'
said Celia, as we stood arranging the
flowers in the hall.
Did you think SO? I enjoyed it
awfully."
81 thought it horrid," she said.
20, by the way Dot" she added pres.
emily, Jack says he has asked Mr,
Leonard to dinner tonight"
Really is he coming?"
Yes" answeied Celia. AND, Dot
dear, fer he mentions last night
or says anything about my frock viii
you-that is to say"
quite SO, my dear; l will help you
out, with pleasure"
90! and, Dot, dear" she continued,
looking desperately uncomfortable
that tabernacle frock; II have
given it to Annie (the housemaid) be
cause tit was getting quite worn
out, wasn't it,"
quite, Celia" I replied, as | looked
her full in the face; Gin fact, it was
getting threadbare."
Then we both laughed.
TPoor Aunt julia" said Celia apol-
cgetically. She means well, Dot"
Eyes, and she is her own goddess,
so we must forgive her." added mag
unanimously; besides she has no Jack
to please, Celia
mo, she has no Jack to please"
agreed my sister, little shame'aced-
ly. Poor Aunt Julia, really do feel
sorry for her, don't you, Dot"
Very, dear" l replied cheerfully.
so sorry that l can't even bear to
think about her. Come along, wen 80