Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1902-10-21

At Miss Elizabeth's solemn look,
''Dear Aunty Liz" said she, forgive
my fippant ways. l am only a poor
girl, who has had no upbringing."
God knows how truly she spoke.
you must teach me better things"
My visits to Darlington Hall We're
now constant. On the next day 1
arrived just as they had returned
from their afternoon drive. They had
been to the village store, and the car
riage was mass of silk and mus
lin and embroideries fit for q little
princess.
1--WE must dress our darling as be-
comes the heiress of Darlington
Hail." said Miss Elizabeth. "These
will do for the present, dear child.
Later we must make u pilgrimage to
the city-that is, when your foot gets
better"
"Oh," said Amaranthe, as John lift
ed her from the open victoria, 81
wonder if 1 shall presently awake
and find it all dream! I was Gin
derella for so long, so long!"
John carried her upstairs. "Some-
how said John to me later, "she
don't clasp my neck as the little miss
used to do"
'That would not be proper, john"
said I. "She is young lady now.
You must get used to the thought
that this is our little Amaranthe
grown to woman's estate" 1 fol-
lowed the procession upstairs, for
everyone went, from old Margot to
Katherine and myself. Amaranthe
closed her eyes tightly. AS we
reached the top of the stairs, saw
the door of the squirrels bedchamber
had been opened, and that Miss Eliza
beth was standing just within the
room, which she had taken for her
own, and was reckoning John to
enter. This he did, and advancing
towards the bed, for there was no
couch in the room, laid his light bur-
den upon it. AS she felt the change
from the sofa of the little sitting
room to the softer resting place,
Amaranthe opened her eyes sudden
ly and looked around her. Then
she gave succession of piercing
shrieks, as she sprang from the bed
| and fled unaided through the door
| way and into the little sitting-room
There she threw herself upon the So
ia, still giving vent to screams of hys-
/ terical anger and passion. 1 had seen
| her behave in this way Il few days
before, but then there seemed to be
some cause for it. There was nc
such cause now. The poor ladies'
overcome by this change in her,
closed round their ruffled dove and
tried to smooth her feathers and
calm her spirit. $50 away!" she
cried. go away! You are trying to
entrap me, to deceive me. 1 am not
accustomed to that-that bed. /
thought he was bringing me here.
My nerves are wrecked, and you are
setting me wild among you. 1 will
leave this house this moment. Call
the carriage. will go back to Mrs.
Brathwaite, or the poor woman in
the city who took me in, rather than
stay among people who, knowing
what l wish, try simply to annoy and
upset me-"
To say that the poor ladies were
dumbfounded but feebly expresses
| their feelings. They wept, they i'm
plored, they soothed, they begged
forgiveness, and as left them Amar
anthe was sobbing some very wet
sobs, and begging them, if they
loved her, never to surprise hel
| again; to tell her always what they
meont to do, which they, poor, sweet
souls, promised most faithfully.
AS | went up my steps, | found Ell
der Wynne was sitting, as usual, by
the front duor.