Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-01-30

5 The Martins Masquerade
By Kate M. Clearly.
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Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub Coz
whereof creid EVELYN.
Her aunt's lips closed in the straight
and stubborn line which Evelyn knew
be ded grim determination.
"a masquerade is no place for Il child.
she declared grimly.
"a child? DO you know I'm gong on
eighteen? My mother was married pe-
fore she was the age ] am now, Aunt
Augusta"
CHOW often am to remind you not
to call me aunt?" she said in sharp, I'M
repressed vexation. People hearing you
would think l was old-really old! 1t Is
quite sufficient to call me Augusta
But if 1 call you Augusta" she pout-
ed, folks will say you are my sister.
Miss Miffiin turned quickly. "Suppos-
Ing they do? I'm sure we look alike. 1t
was only the otter day Mr.. Partridge
was saying he almost mistooE me for
you when he came in at dusk.
"At dusk?" Evelyn stole parenthic
glance at the mirror opposite. wasn't
it after dark?"
.You are an impertinent girl" said
Augusta Mifflin. I'm almost sorry Of
fe1ed to keep you with me this winter
while your parents went abroad"
Tim sorry if was impertinent"
apologized Evelyn.
Then she put her face down on the
kittens neck. and tried hard not to cry.
She was disappointed and miserable, too.
She was the sole child of wealthy ana
adoring parents. She had known only
city life When it became necessary for
her father to cross the Atlantic to see
about an estate which had been left him
he suggested taking his wife and daugh-
ter with him. But it was Evelyn herself
who decided she would prefer to spend
the few months of their absence at her
mothers old home in the little town OF
C.arvin.
you've told me so much about it, she
said to her mother. II can fancy what
you had there when you were girl.
The dances, and the sleigh rides, and
the skating AMI all the lovely times one
can only have in real old country
home. AS for Aunt Augusta, if she is
anything like you, mamma mine, I'll love
her dearly
Mrs. Barrets memories of her elder sis
ter were f1attering. She did not consid-
err that years of isolation and solitary
Spinsterhood might have Slapped the JOY
of life and the capacity of pleasure from
the mistress of Mil1iin Lodge. So it was
with the conviction that her girl was
about to pass a safe, petted and delight
full winter that she packed Evelyn's rich
gay garments, and kissed her goodbye
If, as Msr. Browning assures us,
''Ten layers of birthdays on a wonan's
head are apt to fosslize her grlisl
mirth.''
twice ten have a still more netrifyin.
effect. Then, Evelyn was indiscreet il
timing her arrival. For the first time il
many year Miss Miffiin had an ad
mirer. He was stout, he was bald h,
was asthmatic. But he was a sutton
or it was evident he meant to becom,
ore. Miss Mif1lin was revealing in his at
tentions, delighting in his assiduou
ccurtesies, and actually debating tn.
choice of shades for a bridal robe. whe,
Evelyn Barrett appeared on the scene
Not that EVELYN would have looked a
Mr.. Partridge But Augusta notice,
that Mr.. Partridge sent many an admir-
Ing glance at the graceful young cit,
girl with the sparkling eyes, sweet
hooking mouth and masses of fluff,
bronze-gold hair. Evelyn found life i,