Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-01-19


we, Carrie" she says, with a smile
tina. would be grim on less youthful
and beautiful face. Il wonder where
we have been taken to? | don't IN.
derstand, but never mind, you shall ex-
plain directly; I'm dying to hear all
Of the news"
And I'm dying to tell you!" says
Carrie; "but go down now, dear. You
won't be long, will you? Oh, do you
know your way to the dining-room
NO" says May, laughing softly. as
there a map Of the palace hanging up
anywhere" and she looks around
grayely
Now, May, I'm sure the house isn't
so big as all that. And are you going
to laugh at us the first day you come
back?"
mo dear!" says May, springing
across the room and kissing her re-
morsefuNy Il won't laugh-I'll be
delighted with everything, even the
footmen-there! Run down, dear, and
I'll follow you in three minutes"
And barely three minutes elapse be-
fore she comes out Of her room and
descends the grand tsaircase. II she
had looked pretty in her travelling
wrap, with the dust Of a days journey
in her eyes, she looked more than
pretty now; her silken brown hair
brushed smoothly from her brow, her
eyes gllstening with the light which
youth and health alone can give; and
her slight, graceful figure clad in soft
China silk, that while 1t defines every
line of the 1.-THE form, hangs in grace
full folds, as she moves with quick,
light step, looking now to right now
to left of her, with the swift, compre.
hensive glance peculiar to her. 1t was
more than pretty, 1t was beautiful, and
that with a beauty which England
alone can produce. 1t Is strange, but
| 1t Is true, that Notwithstanding our
atrocious climate, with its alternate
fogs and frosts, watery sunshines and
heavy rains, this land of ours produces
the brightest women in the world. 1t
| Is because we use so much cold water
and are so immOderately fond Of
washing ourselves, that we look so
clean, and sharp, and clear? Talk OF
the esprit of the French woman, of the
| Iangushing grace Of the Spaniard, Of
the spirituality Of the italian! ! will
undertake to find you, in one hours
search, FIVE young English girls who
will combine all these attributes each
In her own person, and yet distance
| her foreign competitor in either one Of
them.
Variety is charming" says the poet
and in the slim young girl coming
down the staircase was variety enough
to charm the soul of man of granite
You did not, know her to take her
for a while that clear, oval face would
/ be us dcmure and grave as young
nuns, the brown eyes hid under their
long lashes the ripe lips set and for
mai; the next the veil would life, the
eyes would FASH the mobile lips
curve with q smile, and all the face
catch light ana beam again. And
| through It all one could discern, peep
ing out. like a shy child through half
opened door the keen sense of humor
and love Of fun, the indomitabe pride,
and the swift scorn for all that was
mean and pretentious and unworthy.
! And as she reached the hall and
/ looked around at the oak paneling-
mot old, but stained, well vanished up
! 4 \ hA i1tF
traits (bought in Wardour street, and
the suits of armor from the same
interesting locality, at the two huge
footmcn In blazing llverics who waited
at the foot of the stairs, and who stood
ready to usher her into the dining
room, as II they were two machines
wound up and set to perform the task,
the quaint look of humor and sly
Imockery played about her lips and
shone dangerously In her eyes. But 1t
threatened to explode altogether as
she entered the room, and all it's splen-
dor burst upon her view; modern oak,
sham medieval furniture, massive
plate, gorgeous pictures, and blazing
candeabra-it was too much for the
girl, upon whom 1t burst for the first
time, and who remembered the little
villa at Highbury, with its best and
socond-best parlors, its one maid-of-all.
work, and its (llporyadlng air of semi
gcnility,
The two footmen close the door, and
Carrie runs forward.
GLOW quick you have been, dear!"
she says. See, they have laid the
cloth on the little table, and and
though you'd rather we were alone, and
so I'm going to wait upon you, or per-
haps you'd prefer footmen?"
"Oh, no" says May they must be
so busy"
BUSY"
"Watchtng that the men in armor
don't make bolt through the front
door My dear | wouldn't have one
of those giants about mo tonight for
i tho world. l am dying. simply dying,