Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1901-07-26

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door opened and Jenny appeared more
simply ariaycd than her sister, but look
ing as fresh and blooming as Il rosebud.
How beautiful You arc. Rose" size
said. "only it makes me SILVER to look
at Your neck and arms You'll wear your
wooden sack, besides your shawl anil
cloak, won't you!"
Nonsense. I'm not going to he bun
died up this way. for don't you see it
muses. the lace" said Rose, refusing the
warm sack which Jenny brought her.
\ rap at the door and IL call from
Henry that the carriage was waiting
ended the conversation. and. throwing
OIL their cioaks and hoods. the girls de-
seconded to the hall, where, with unusual
tenderness. Henry caught up his invalid
sister, and, drawing the veil closely over
her face, carried her to the covered
sleigh, so that her feet might not touch
the icy walk.
What? Rose Lincoln hcrc:" exclaimed
half Il dozen voices as Rose bounded
into the d~ress;ng-room.
YES. Rose Lincoln is here" she re-
piled. gayly. divcstiny herself of her
wrapping. I'm not going to die just
yet. i guess. neither am l going to be
housed up all winter. The fresh air has
done me good already-scc," and she
pointed to IL bright, round spot which
burned her check.
y young girl, whose family had one
by one fallen victims to the great New
England plague. consumption, shuddercd
and turned away, for to her eye the
glow which Rose called health was but
the hectic bloom of death.
"IIow beautiful she isl said more than
one, as with her accustomed grace Rose
entered the brilliant drawing-room. And
truly Rose was beautiful that night, but
like the gorgeous foliage of the fading
autumn, twas the beauty of decay, for
death was written on her blue-veined
brow, and lurked amid the roses on her
cheek. But little thought she of that,
as with smiling lip and beaming eye she
received the homage of the admiring
throng.
Just then Ida and Mary were an
nounced. Both Aunt Martha and Ida
had taken great pains to have their
young friend becomingly dressed, and
she looked unusually we'll in the en-
broidered muslin skirt. satin waist and
blonde bertha which Aunt Martha had
insisted upon her accepting as n present.
The rich silken braids of her luxuriant
hair We're confined at the bach of her
finely formed head with n golden arrow.
which, with the exception of a plain band
of gold on each wrist, was the only Or
nament she Wore. This was her first in
PRODUCTION to the gay world. but so keen
was her perception of what was polite
and proper that none would ever have
suspected it; and yet there was about
her something so fresh and unstudied,
that she had hardly entered the room
ere many were struck with her easy, un-
affected manners, so different from the
practiced airs of the city bellies.
ELLA watched her narrowly, whispering
aside to Henry how sorry she felt for
poor Mary, she was so verdant, md real
ly hoped she wouldn't do anything very
awkward, for 'twould mortify her to
Death! But look" she added. sand see
how many people Ida is Introducing her
to-"
'Of course, why shouldn't she?'' asked
Henry; md Ella replied:
II don't know-it seems so funnyj to
see Mary here, doesn't it,"
Before Henry could answer, n young
man of his acquaintance touched his
| shoulder. saying: "Iincoln. who is that
| splendid-looking girl with Miss Selden?
I haven't seen Il liner face in Boston for
many a day.
THAT? Oh, that's Miss Howard, from
Chicopee. An intimate friend of our
family. Allow me the pleasure of in
PRODUCING you," and Henry walked away.
leaving ELLA to the tender mercies Of
Rose. who, as one after another quilted
her side and went over to the "enemy,"
grew very angry, wondering if folks We're
bewitched. and hoping Ida Seldom "felt
better, now that she'd made so many
notice her protegc.'
Later in the evening. William Bender
came. and Immediately Jenny began to
talk to him of Mary, and the impression
she was making. Placing her hand
Familiarity upon his ann. as though that
We're its natural resting place, she led
him toward Il group, of which Mary
seemed the center Of attraction. Near
her stood Henry Lincoln, redoubling his
tlattering compliments in proportion as
Mary grew colder and more reserved in
her manner toward him. Silly and con-
ceited as he was, he could not help no.
ticins how differently she received Will
lam Bender from what she had himself.
But all in good time" thought he,
slancing at Ella. to see how she was at
fected by his desertion of her and his
Irritation with her sister. She was stand
ing a little apart from any one, and with
her elbow resting upon Il marble stand.
her cheeks flushed, and her eyelashcs
moist with the tears she dare not shed,
she was watching with feelings in which
more of real pain than jealousy was min
gled, for ELLA was weak and simple
hearted. and loved Henry Lincoln far
better than such as he deserved to be
loved.
"Of what are you thinking. Ella?'
asked Rose, who finding herself nearly
alone. felt willing to converse with al
most anyone.
At the sound of her voice Ella looked
up, and coming quickly to her side. said:
Its so dull and lonesome here, 1 wish
I'd stayed at home"
In her heart Rose wished so,. too. but
she was too proud to acknowledge it,
and feeling unusually kind toward Ella,
whose u"neasiness she readily understood,
she replied: "Oh, l see you are jealous
Of Henry. but he's only trying to tease
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