The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1922-06-01

other flowers all wired on to a stick,
forming pyramid with geranium
leaves around the base, surrounded
with a white lace-paper frill and
wrapped in silver paper. My sister
had one suitor who had sense, and
instead of sending these terrible stiff
pyramids, used to send her little reed
baskets filled with little white musk
roses picked by himself in his aunt's
garden. They were so sweet-no
stems-just a quart of little darlings
that you could put in your drawer,
and be conscious of every time you
took a garment out for weeks-and
so recall the donor. Alas, he was
killed early in the war. This was
Pinckney Aston, a gallant soldier
and charming man.
Henmed Lees Handkerchiefs.
"My father was very anxious for
Della to learn to sew, and she was
at last spurrea to the point of max
ing a frock for herself. Up to this
time her only achievement in the way
of sewing had been when she was
about fourteen and we were at West
Point for brothers graduation. Our
great hero, General Robert f. Lee,
then Colonel Lee, was superintendent
at that time, and paid Della a great
deal Of attention, and one day when
he was lamenting that he had no one
to hem six new handkerchiefs, his
wife being absent, mamma suggest
ed to my sister that she should offer
to hem them for him, which after
much hesitation she did. She did
not finish all of them before we left,
but sent them with little note when
we reached home, and received from
him the most charming letter of
thanks, which Della always treasured
among her sacred things.
A First Attempt at Sewing.
"The great success of this venture
with her needle seemed to have COM
pletely satisfied her ambition, until
papa, to whom she was perfectly de-
voted, reused her to attempt and ac-
complish the great feat of the frock.
l we'll remember her appearance when
she put it on the first time. She was
very proud of it, and apparently per-
fectly content with it, but it was a
sore trial to me. To begin with, the
color displeased me. 1t was yellow
cambria with little black figures here
and there. The skirt was very long
and the waist very short and tight;
the sleeves were meant to be long
but failed of their intention, leaving
about three inches of wrist unadorn
ed No one liked to discourage her
first effort by any criticism. She had
received from young man the day
before she first donned it, a note re-
questing an interview alone at IL
o'clock, which had been granted. 1t
did not seem to excite her at all,
but l was greatly excited, for this
was a very goodlooking man, and I
had never realized that he was de-
voted to her, he was so quiet and un-
demonstratiye; but l knew this must
mean something, it was so unusual.
And l know if he had not been the
son of one of papa's best friends, it
would not have been permitted.
What was my horror, then, when
saw Della going into the drawing
room to this fateful meeting in the
yellow cambria with its inadequate
sleeves. The interview did not last |
very long, and Della was sufficiently |
upset, when she rapidly went to her
own room, to satisfy even my ideas!
A Farewell Visit.
81 did not ask any questions, but |
1 cleaned from the family talk that
the young man had come to say
goodbye, as he was to sail for New
York on his way to Europe the next
day. Just at the hour at which the
steamer left a beautiful pyramidal
bouquet arrived in a handsome silver |
hououet holder with M. Blanks card" |