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kind. For several weeks nothing was
allowed to interfere with this arrange
ment, but at the end Of that time the
quiet OF Mrs. Mason's house was dis.
turbed by the unexpected arrival Of Aunt
Martha and Ida, who came up to Chico
pee for the purpose Of inducing Mrs. Ma
son and Mary to spend the coming winter
In Boston. At first Mrs. Mason hesitat-
ed, but every objection which either she
or Mary raised was so easily put aside
that she finally consented, saying she
would be ready to 80 about the middle of
November.
CHAPTER XIV.
"Come this way, Mary. I'll show you
your chamber. It's right here next 10
mine" said Ida Selden, as on the evening
Of her friends arrival she led her up to
handsomely furnished apartment,
which for many weeks had borne the title
Of "Mary's room"
"Oh, how pleasant was Mary's excla-
nation, as she surveyed the room Ia
which everything was arranged with such
perfect taste.
Mary was too happy to speak, and,
dropping into the easy-chair, she burst
into tears. In a moment Ida, too, was
seated In the same chair, with her arm
around Mary's neck. Then, as her own
eyes CHANGED to fall upon some vases, she
brought one Of them to Mary, saying,
See, these are for you-a present from
one who bade me present them with his
compliments to the little girl who nursed
him on board the Windermere, and who
cried because he called her uglyw
Mary's heart was almost audible In its
beating, and her cheeks took on the hue
Of the cushions on which she reclined. Re
turning the vase to the mantelpiece, Ida
came back to her side, and, bending close
to her face, whispered: "Cousin George
told me Of you years ago, when he first
came here, but | forgot all about 1t, and
when we were at Mount Holyoke never
suspected that you were the little girl he
used to talk 80 much about. But few
days before he went away he reminded
me Of It again, aud then understood why
he was so much interested In you. |
wonder you never told me you knew him,
for, Of course, you like him. You can't
help It,"
Mary only heard a part of what Ida
said. Just before he went away" Was
he gone, and should she not see him af-
ter allf A cloud gathered upon her brow,
and Ida, readily divining its cause, re-
piled, "Yes, George Is gone. Either he or
father must go to New Orleans, and so
George, Of course, went. Isn't IL too
badf | cried and fretted, but he only
pulled my ears, and said he should think
I'd be glad, for he knew we wouldn't
want a six-footer domineering over us, and
following us everywhere, as he would
surely do were he at home"
Mary felt more disappointed than she
was willing to acknowledge, and for a
moment she half-wished herself back in
Chicopee, but soon recovering her eoua-
nimity, she ventured to ask how long
George was to be gone.
Until April, l believe" said Ida: "but
anyway you are to stay until he comes.
for Aunt Martha promised to Keep you.
| don't know exactly what George said to
her about you, but they talked together
more than two hours, and she says you
are to take music lessons and drawing
lessons, and all that George Is very fond
of music"
The next morning between 10 and II
the doorbell rang, and in a moment Jen-
ny Lincoln, whose fathers house was
just opposite, came tripping into the par,
lor. She had lost In measure that To-
tundity of person so offensive to her
mother, and 1t seemed to Mary that there |
was thoughtful expression on her face
never seen there before, but In all other |
respects she was the same affectionate.
merry-hearted Jenny.
II just this minute heard you were
here, and came over just as was," said
she. After asking Mary II she wasn't |
sorry George had gone, and IL she ex-
pected to find Mr.. Stuart, she. said. ~
suppose you know Ella is here, and
breaking everybody's heart, of course. |
She went to concert with us last even
Ing, and looked perfectly beautiful. Hen
ry says she Is the handsomest girl he |
ever saw, and | do hope she'll make
something Of him, but I'm afraid he is
only trifling with her"
IL there was person In the world
whom Mary thoroughly detested It was
Henry Lincoln. and her eyes sparkled
and flashed SO Indignantly that Ida no
ticed 1t, and secretly thought that Henry
Lincoln would for once find his match.
After time Mary turned to Jenny, say
ing, "You haven't told me word about
--about William Bender. Is he well?p
Jenny bushed deeply, and, hastily re-
plying that he was the last time she saw
him, started up, whispering in Mary's
EAR, "0h, I've got SO much to tell you
but | must 90 now"
Ida accompanied her TO the door, and
lsked why Rose, too, did not call In
ier usual frank, open way Jenny answer
ID, "You know why. Rose is so queer"
Ida understood her, and replied, VERY
veil: but tell her that IL she doesn't see
1t to notice my visitors certainly shall
lot be polite to hers"
This message had the desired effect. for
Rose, who was daily expecting a Miss
King from Philadelphia, felt that nothing
would mortify her more than to be neg
ected by Ida, who was rather leader
Imong the young fashionabes. Accord
ngly, after long consultation with her
MOTHER she concluded 1t best to call up
u Mary. In the course of the afternoon,
haneing to be near the front window,
he saw Mr.. Selden's carriage drive
way from his door with Ida and her
isitor.
Now Is my time" thought she; and
Without word to her mother or Jenny
he threw on her bonnet and shawl and
her thin French slippers stepped
cross the street and rang Mr.. Selden's /
oorbell. or course she was 80 disap-
ointed not to find the young ladies at
ONE" and, leaving her card for them, ,
ripped back highly pleased with her own
leverness.
Meantime Ida and Mary were enjoying
heir ride about the city, until, coming
addenly upon an organ grinder aud l
lonkey, the spirited horses became G