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king you wait my return so long, but young 
ladies, you know, alwsys have so many last 
words to say, that it is hard to get away.” 
“Certainly. I was entertained by a very 
sweet voice, singing some lullaby to the chil¬ 
dren, I think; can it be your sister ?” 
“I think likely,—one of us always sings them 
to sleep.” 
Just then the door opened and Annin came 
in, not knowing that any one was in the room, 
unless it was Nettie Ingalls, whose voice she 
had heard early in the evening, asking for her 
sister. She hesitated a moment as if she would 
have withdrawn, but Mr. Hadley had already 
risen, and Ida could do no less thau introduce 
them. As she did s i, Abbie came gracefully 
forward, saying, 
“Any friend of Mrs. Selde^’s I am glad to 
know, and I have frequently heard her speak of 
you.” 
“Believe me, the pleasure is mutual,” he re¬ 
plied. Turning to Ida, he asked her if she did 
not play, saying there was nothing he enjoyed 
any better than music. Now, Ida Verrian was 
conceded, by all her friends, to be a most skill¬ 
ful musician, and she instantly rose aud took 
her seat at the piano, and struck the first chords 
of one of Beethoven's exquisite sonatas, and 
played it through with fine execution, though 
any person whose taste had been cultivated as 
Mask Hadley's had, could easily detect the 
lack of soul in the performance. She enjoyed 
the triumph she expe ttd in winning the praise 
of her listener, but there was no enjoyment of 
the music written in face. When she con¬ 
cluded, she half rose, then sat down again, 
turned over some loose music lying there and 
selected a very brilliant valse. Miss Verrian 
-would not have been so well pleased with her 
auditor or herself, could she have seen him while 
she played the sonata, sit back in hi& chair and 
watch Abbie’s face with such a pleased look of 
admiration; and then could she have seen the 
sarcastic smile which lingered on his face a mo¬ 
ment as she changed Ler selection, she certainly 
would have wondered what thoughts gave birth 
to such a look. 
But she was ignorant of all this, and so when 
a few moments after, the resumed her chair, he 
said he must go, as he bad another engagement, 
it was with a self-sat it lied expression that Ida 
said “good-night,” not noting at all the change 
in his manner, as he turned to Abide and bade 
her, too, good-uight, just saying lie was indebted 
to her also for music, and hoped he might some¬ 
time hear that lullaby again. 
The heavy door doted with a jar, and the sis¬ 
ters sought their rooms. The next day Ida was 
unusually pleasant to every one in the house, 
making the children wonder “who had been 
giving sister Ida c»t jy to cure her of being 
cross,” but she went bfr own way and thought 
her own thought®. ' vdig the for<v on, Abbie 
came in where she wafeirticticing, to ask il she 
wouldn't go out witl[ her to take Aggie out 
dently the topics uppermost in the minds of all 
three. 
“ Did you ever see such a handsome face and 
figure,'' exclaimed Nettie, “ and then to think 
of his fortune too; why il he is only half as rich 
as they say he is, I'd forget Nettie Ingalls, 
and become Mrs. Hadley to-morrow.” 
“Yes, if you could only get the gentleman s 
consent,” said Lucy, “lor he seems determined 
not to see any grace or beauty iu any of us,” and 
the spoiled belle pouted her red lips and looked 
at Ida, 
Miss Verrian tried to seem unconcerned as 
she replied to the questioning looks, “ Perhaps 
he has left a lady-love across the water, for I 
hear he is to return to Europe in the spring, and 
so is bound to be as indifferent as possible.” 
“True, I sever thought of that,” said Lucy, 
and with a shrug of her shoulders she continued, 
“I scarcely think we can, any ef us, have a 
chance, if Ida Verrian cannot succeed.” 
Her companion flushed to the temples, but 
mande no reply. 
“What do you say, NettieV” 
“ Oh, don’t think I expect him to lay liis 
wealth at my feet; my hair is too red, my nose 
too pug, and my manner to gay to suit; I heard 
Mrs. Selden say that he admired quiet, gentle 
manners, a modest dress, white muslin I sup¬ 
pose, and above all simplicity of heart.” 
She said this so naively that her companions 
could not restrain a laugh, which they were in¬ 
dulging in most heartily, when they heard a step 
in the hall and a voice asking if Miss V-was 
at home, and disengaged. 
Lucy and Nettie escaped into the library 
just as Mr. Hadley came into the parlor, much 
to the satisfaction of Ida, who would thus have 
no one to play at rivalry with her in the good 
opinion of her new guest. 
“ Good evening, Miss Verrian, I hope I have 
not frightened away more genial company,” he 
said, as he saw Nettie's hood lying on the sofh. 
“Oh, no! some of my friends came in fora 
few moments, but they have gone into the nur¬ 
sery with sister Abide,” feeling all the time very 
uncomfortable at tile falsehood she was telling, 
not ior the sake of the untruth however, but for 
fear that Mr. Hadley might find It out. 
“Indeed, I was not aware that you had a 
sister.” 
“Yes, I have three; Abide, who is only just 
returned from school, and who is the only own 
sister I have, and two little ones, three and five 
years old. children of my step-mother.” 
“ Pardon me, but was your sister with yon at 
Mrs. Selden’s Christmas evening ?” 
“No, she would stay at home, because she 
fancied Mat had a cough, aud she feared the 
nurse would neglect her: she missed a great deal 
I told her, for I certainly think it was one of the 
pleasantest parties that have been given this 
yertV,” 
“I agree with you iu thinking it must have 
been; Mrs. Selden is such a dear friend of mine 
that 1 may be pardoned for thinking anything 
she attempts sure to prove a success.” He 
paused a moment, and then asked, “Have you 
known her long?” 
“No,” returnedlDA, “she has only lived here 
a lew months, I believe, and I have only called 
upon her twice; her face is strangely familiar, 
too, but I cannot recollect having ever met her 
before.” 
“ She has only been married a little over a 
year; possibly you have met her before, as Miss 
Vale; she formerly lived near Boston, and her 
family and my own were always on very intimate 
terms.” 
Ida was sure there was a little smile on his 
lips as he spoke, but if so, it was quickly gone. 
She wondered if Arthur was his. friend, too, 
aud finally asked, rather hesitatingly, if Mrs. S. 
was an only child. 
“ No, I believe not; at any rate, I have often 
heard*her speak of a brother, but I think he 
went to Germany to study and had not returned 
when she was married.” 
Ida Verrian trembled and thought she must 
faint as she^caught her breath with a shiver, hut 
hastily recovering herself, Bhe said, “Excuse 
me one moment, Mr. Hadley, for I must take 
Nettie's hood and shawl to her.” 
He bowed and she hastened from the room. 
She found her friends in the next room, but 
drew them out into the ball and across into the 
music-room, before she would let them speak. 
Lucy was the first one to find her voice alter 
her hasty exit from the library. “Well I must 
soy, Ida, you disposed of ns nicely! I acknowl¬ 
edge I’m not much more fond of children thau 
you are, hut it may result in onr favor, after all, 
the little fib you told, for he will think me some 
approach to sweet simplicity, now that he knows 
I patronize the nursery and the darling little 
pets who are imprisoned there; more especially 
as I mean to -wear white and blue ribbons at the 
very next party where I think there is any dan¬ 
ger of meeting Mr. Mark Hadley." 
“But wasn’t that a narrow escape for yon , 
Ida,” said Nettie, “ only think, what if he had 
happened to know Arthur Vale, and should 
have heard of your gilting him ?” 
“Hush!” 6aid Ida, with pale cheeks, “hush, 
I wouldn’t have him imagine that I ever knew 
them; I think Mrs. Selden has forgotten me, 
too, I have changed so much iu six years.” 
“Indeed, you have,” they both refilled in a 
breath, “ no one who had evsr known you six 
years ago, would recognize you now for the same 
person; not even Arthur Vai.e himself!” 
Again Ida molined them to be silent, asking 
them if they wouldn't return with her to the 
parlor; but no, they must go, and with a merry 
good-night, they went out and left her alone. 
One moment she stood thus holding her baud 
over her beating heart, as if to alienee its wild 
throbs, while she thought, "Ah, if Arthur had 
only been rich we might have been happy !”— 
and then, calling a smile back to her face and 
smoothing her wavy hair, she went back. 
“You must excuse me, Mr. Hadley, for ma¬ 
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BY CLIO STANLEY, 
Ida Verrian sat alone that night in her 
father’s grand parlor. The light was only par¬ 
tially turned on, and she leaned her fair cheek on 
her Land and watched the shadows in the farther 
corners of the room, dance-and flit like dark- 
browed elves. Her thoughts were by ho means 
pleasant if one might judge by the frown on her 
brow and the petulant tap of her little foot on 
the rich carpet. She was thinking of Christmas 
night just two weeks before, and of her signal 
fail re'tojv.-lnjthe attentions of Mark Hadley, 
at Mrs. Selden’s party. She had been radiant 
in satin and gems, had worn her gayest look and 
brightest smile, bnt all to no purpose ; he had 
passed her by with only a polite bow an d saluta¬ 
tion, and she had carried an ugly frown on her 
faee ever since, and a feeling of bitter envy in her 
heart; for Mark Hadley was worth half a mil¬ 
lion dollars.'was talented and handsome, and 
what more could she desire! 
There were many others, to be sure, who had 
laid their fortunes at her feet, but she disdained 
them all,'for, gentle reader, let us whisper a 
secretin your car,— Ida Verrian hod a heart, 
much as some of her acquaintances doubted the 
fact, and Mark Hadley was the first one who 
had touched it since that bright summer, six 
years before, when she had met, loved and slight¬ 
ed young Arthur Vale. She had been on a 
visit to a maiden aunt in Boston, where 6he had 
met him and his lovely sister Amy : they were 
poor but respected by all who knew them, and 
yet she, the proud Miss Verrian, had dared to 
scorn them. She met Arthur Vaie often at 
the house of a mutual friend, and, pleased with 
his culture and evident admiration of herself, 
had led him on until he, mistaking her charac¬ 
ter, told her all his love and asked her to be his 
wife. Even then she did not refuse him, lor she 
loved him as well as one of her proud nature 
could love, and she waited only to learn what 
his prospects were, before promising him her 
hand. But she said enough to betray her love, 
and he left her, proud and happy in the con¬ 
sciousness that he was beloved by the one woman 
who alone of all others had touched his heart or 
-won his admiration. 
The week after, she heard, while calling on 
some young ladies in the place, that he was poor 
and had even taught school during the last win¬ 
ter to help his widowed mother, and earn 
enough to give his sister those musical advan¬ 
tages which she so much desired. On his very 
next visit slie treated him with such haughty 
coldness as to wound him most cruelly, and 
when he subdued his pride so far as to ask for 
an explanation, met him with bitter reproaches 
and undisguised eoorn, and he had gone out from 
her jjresence a disappointed and ft saddened man, 
sad for his wasted love, yet thoroughly despising 
-.he woman who had wrought him such ruin. 
Somehow Miss Verrian thought of all this 
to-night and wondered to herself, even while she 
was meditating in her own mind on the chances 
of securing Mark Hadley, what had become of 
her old lover. She was eighteen then, hopeful 
and light-hearted, hut twenty-four found her a 
vain, haughty woman, fond of display and fully 
bent on making a worthy conquest before her 
charms should fade. 
She started to her feet as the bell rung, and 
almost Immediately the servant ushered some 
one into the room where she was sitting and 
turned on the light.. She turned to meet the 
merry laughing eyes of Lucy Arden and Nettie 
Ingalls, aud in a moment more the two friends 
had thrown off' their wrappings, and established 
themselves in t wo luxurious easy chairs, that 
were invitingly drawn up in front of the grate. 
The Christmas party at Mrs. Selden’s and the 
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“ Let me share In y<kr task then," and he 6at 
down beside her on tie rustie bench, took the 
child up on his knee, and talked to her for an 
half hour of the heatviful things he had seen iu 
Europe, till the little girl’s eyes grew so bright 
with excitement that e thought best to stop. 
Aggie said then “J wish you'd take Abbie 
and me there too, ant everybody that. Iike3 to 
see such things. Ida needn’t go for she hates 
louutaius and Bquirrils aud pictures, and gets 
cross wheu I want to U her about them.” Her 
sister tried to silence cr, but she would prattle 
on, and Abbie rose, guying she must return or 
they would be surpri ed at her long absence. 
He rose too aud offer! 1 to walk home with her, 
to which she assented 1 cordially, as she was her¬ 
self well pleased with its conversation. As they 
approached Mr. VerIian’s he said, “1 wonld 
like to come iu again itme evening aud hear you 
sing, Miss Ahbie,” | 
“Thank you,” she replied, “you deserve bet¬ 
ter music than I can five you, in part payment 
for amusing Aggie sc well this morning, but I 
shall be glad to see yen.” 
He raised his hat, bowed, and went slowly 
down the street, whil Arbie went iu, scarcely 
noticing Ida, who gto >d at the window, ’till she 
exclaimed crossly, “ I o yon have to go out into 
the street to hunt a than, do you ?" 
Her sister only looked at her a little reproach¬ 
fully, aud said, “ YouUnow I went out to please 
Aggie, Ida.” 
“ Well, I wouldn’t walking about the street 
with that child, il I ik-re you; it will not raise 
you any iu the estimafion of a rriftn as fastidious 
as Mark Hadley, I lau assure you;” and she 
shut herself in the parlor, closing the door be¬ 
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