Year: 1870

Louis Mott, with her dove eyes and shy,
bird. like way, was going to the city TO live
with her luuthcr'S brother aud his wife and
be educated Aferward she was to stay with
them or come back and live ou the farm with
another uncle, brother Of her fathers just
as she might choose, for Louis was an orphan.


Mrs Warburton did not attempt to conceal
her contempt for her pretty nece-s surround
ings, laughed aloud at the little hair trunk
which contained all Louis available posses
sions, and coniidentially informed her, as soon
as they were nj Il safe dctarce from the Motifs.


Louis stood not little in awe OF her grand
and decidedly handsome city aunt; admirably
in awe, that is. She. was secretly in ccs,acy
at the prospect of the grandeur she was 90
ing to- but she was very fond Of Uncle and
Aunt Mott too, and her eyes filed with tears
as she remembered how sorrowful they had
icit at her going, and how pititully her aunt
Mott had said 10 her amt Warburtcu;


You'll teach her to feel above country
folks, calculate, SuIome ?"


Mrs Warburton mad laughed and respond
ed with Il courteous negative, but iudif-
iercutly spoken that il she had daLed. Louis
would have hung her arms about her aunt
Motifs neck in addition TO exclajming with
suppressed indignation. she "ueTer, coa!d
feel above anybody she loved p


The city was like u fairy land to Louis.


The education her aunt had talked so much
about proved scarcely what is generally un-
ierstuui by the term. Louis had a teacher i'll
music and one in dancing. For the rest, she
had hair dresser and mantua-maker, who
did their best to disfigure that wildrose Pret-
liuess Of hers, but only partially succeeded.


Simple Louis was romantic.


Very soon. upon her coming to the city.
she had met her hero, and duly enshrincd
him in her waiting heart 1t was one day
when she had been out shopping with her
aunt. The horses had started just as she
was entering the carriage, and she would have
fallen but for the swift and strong arm Of a
gcntlomau who was passing. She was con-
scious at the moment only Of an .Oyerpowering
confusion; and a pair Of beaming dark eyes.
Her aunt thanked him for her, and she scarce
ly daring to lit her eyes yet, became some>
how aware that be was tall and distinguished
looking. and had beautiful smile


..It must be loye at first sight" sighed Louis
as she dropped her bright head upon the pill
low that night, and fell away into happy
dreams before the sig had grown cold.


After that she saw him from afar often,
when she was out with her aunt in the day
time and she knew by his glance in her direG.
ton that lie remembered her That was
food enough for he romantic heart for time


I3ut she never met him at any Of the gay
festivities which she and her aunt frequented
night, after night till even Louis young fresh
eyes showed ssns Of weariDess, and she be-
gan to think that balls and parties were not
the height Of felicity. after ALL


One day she had left hor aunt at Madame
Fontaine's ordering dress. and gone at her
desire, and upon an Indispensable errand to
another street. 1t was so near. she had not
taken the curriagp, and returning, in a sort of
Il trance ct having met her hero squareiy and
invOluntariIy given him bIushing little nod
OF recognition, she took wrong direction, and
before she knew it, walking as in dream,
she found herself involved in one Of those
street crowds which, in New York, swarm
ike magic at the slightest excuse.


Then suddenly she discovered where she
was, but before she had time to be frightened,
scarcsly'ro be bewildered by the loud talking
and rough jostIing about her, voice at her
side said


please to take my arm. thiul, you must
have lost your way" Aud there was her he
ro again.


lie smiled at her surprise and confusion.


Il was not following you" he said though
it looks ike it. I am glad came this way,
however, for You might have got into trouble
This is bad locality


He left her with Il courteous bow as soon
as he had put her fairly in the right way
again, and silly Louis little feet were shod with
clouds the rest Of that day and for days to
come.


at is just like a story" she said to herself,
with netfable sighs of rapture.


How nice it was to meet him so. and how
handsome he is He must think me an awk-