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NEW BLOOMKIEIJD,
TTJE8IDA.Y, BEPTEMBER 30, 1879-.
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MINERVA'S DRAWING.
The spinning world sweep? on In space,
And bears the restless human race
Through realms without a resting-place,
Where spirits cleave the ether t
And, as It turns, this mundane wheel
'Commingles human woe and weal.
From which the Passions draw and deal
Their blanks, er real prizes i
For who, that trusts or curses fate
Receives the ticket of his state .
From other hands than those which wait
To do his own will's bidding T
The prudent, must the vain command:
The comrade ot the wise shall stand ;
The fool's companion shall be banned
For choosing fools and folly
" Let fortune's wheel at random run,
And fools may tine and knaves may win;"
But when Minerva's rites begin,
The wise may hope for honor.
Fallas Athene, guard thy fame
From knaves, the Ignorant, the vain l
And for the good ot man maintain
The high behests of wisdom.
The day Is now about to dawn,
When blanks or prizes will be drawn
By those whose choice has fixed upon
The teacher's noble calling.
The prizes in the wheel of fate
Are theirs, who are Importunate,
Whose morning thoughts, and vigils late,
Are burned to lore and virtue.
Minerva, guide the trembling hand
That designates, at thy command,
The chosen members ot the band
Whose work may curse or bless us.
From out Minerva's rolling wheel
Let even-handed Justice deal
The need of well-directed zeal
For unpretending wisdom.
HETTY'S TRIP TO THE CITY.
AUNT MARIA with much sorrow
bid good bye to her nelce Hetty,'
who was starting for New York. Other
friends too were present to Bee her off
and to give adieu and encouragement.
"Don'tenter Into conversation with
no strange men on the cars, Hetty, and
don't be kerried away by the follies of
the world when you git there," said
- good old Deacon Eastman, with a shake
of the hand that made her arm ache.
Elkanah Eastman followed Hetty
Into the car. Elkanah, tall, angular,
raw-boned, red-haired ; dressed in his
Sunday clothes, which hung upon him
much in the same manner that clothes
are hung upon a bean-pole to scare away
the crows, at least that is what Hetty
thought.
He held Hetty's little, soft, brown
hand in his hard, bony one, a moment
longer than was necessary.
" You won't forget us, quite, will you,
Hetty ? You know this parting means
a great deal to me." . And the great big
fellows' voice actually trembled. It was
too ridiculous I thought Hetty.
"Oh no I I won't forget Derby, nor
any of you. I am not at all likely to,"
said Hetty carelessly.
But her face did flush a little, under
Elkanah 's earnest eyes.
Elkanah sighed, and dropped her
hand.
Aunt Maria's voice rang out again.
"I wish I'd het a brick for your feet;
and don't get took in by no prize pack
ages; and for mercy's sake look out for
for your trunk, for they'll get it away
from you if they can."
And then Hetty was whisked away
out into the great world, which looked
a very snowy one, just now, and over
hung by a dreary, gray, December sky.
Hetty looked back after they had left
the station behind, and there was El
kanah, still standing on the platform,
looking after the train, a very forlorn
figure, with his coat-tails and his big
blue muffler blowing lu the wind, and
his red hair lighting up the whole land
ecape. It would be a good thing to
stand him him up on a rocky coast, for
a light-house, as Belle Benton, a young
, lady who had come home from boarding
school with her, had suggested, thought
Hetty : his hair would serve Instead of
a light.
But it was a little too bad to make
fun of Elkanah, she reflected, tbe next
moment, for he was so good, and so
f devoted to her, and had waited opon
f her like a bond slave ever since she was
a baby, while Bhe had teased and snub
bed him Incessantly. She had never
even thought that it was to bad to make
fun of him before, but her heart was a
little softened today by the thought that
she was leaving home, perhaps never to
return.
Before many miles were passed over,
the thought of Elkanah, and even of all
her friends and her home, was banished
by visions of the gay delights to which
she was going.
Derby was a country town, slow-going
and old-fashioned; and, except to a
boarding-school lu another town of the
very same pattern, Hetty had never
been away from it in her life. But in
the boarding-school were a great many
city young ladies, and Hetty had picked
up ideas of living that made Derby very
distasteful to her. For five years she
had been an orphan, without brothers
or sisters, and had lived with Aunt
Maria, an " antiquated aunt," whose
eccentricity was only equaled by her
kindness of heart. Aunt Verdervere
otherwise Sarah Ann had written,
asking her to Bpend the winter with her
In New York, and to live with her
altogether if they " suited each other."
Aunt Vandervere was Aunt Maria's
half sister, but they were " no more
alike than black was white," according
to Aunt Maria. " Sarah Ann" waB a
worldly and ambitlouB young woman,
who had married a man old enough to
be her grandfather for the sake of his
money and position, and had become a
leader In New York society. She was a
widow, now, and " lonely," and wished
her niece to live with her. Aunt Maria
sniffed contemptuously at the idea of
Sarah Ann's " loneliness," and declared
openly that she wanted Hetty only be
cause she had heard that she was a
beauty and an heiress.
Hetty had a whole Beat In the car to
herself, and made herself Very comfort
able, with all the bags and shawls and
bundles which Aunt Maria had forced
upon her carefully disposed around her,
and a new magazine open in her hand ;
and, thus equipped, she occupied her
self, not with reading, but with gay
visions of the future before her.
The train gradually filled up, as it
stopped at the various Btatlons, and
presently a gentleman presented himself
beside Hetty's seat, with an elaborate
bow, and an air of great deference.
" I am very sorry to disturb you, but
there is not another unoccupied Beat on
the train," he said. " If you will allow
me to occupy this seat besides you"
Hetty gave a little nod of assent ; the
more graciously that she had stolen a
glance at him, and discovered him to be
a very elegant young man. Not hand
some exactly; his Roman nose was too
prononce, and his chin too sharp for
that ; but his dark, expressive eyes, and
his aristocratic air, made him very in
teresting to Hetty. However, she re
membered the warnings she had receiv
ed with regard to making acquaintances
on the cars, and looked demurely on her
magazine, or meditatively out of the
window, while the young man buried
himself in a newspaper, with apparent
unconsciousness of her existence.
Early in the afternoon they stopped
at a station where they were allowed
44 ten minutes for refreshments." The
interesting young man who shared
Hetty's seat sprang to his feet with the
" do or die" expression common to the
masculine traveler under such circum
stances and rushed for the door; then
turned suddenly, and looked at Hetty.
"Will you allow me to bring you
something 1"' he said, with another of
those deferential bows which Hetty
thought almost lrreslstable.
Deacon Eastman's warning flashed
across her mind, just in time, fshe
would have liked to accept graciously
that polite offer, but, instead, she replied
with a dignity and primness that would
have rejoiced Aunt Maria'B heart.
"No, thank you. I have a lunch
with me."
And the young man bowed again, and
.departed.
"Now he won't speuk to nie again;
or if he does it will be very presuming,
and I won't have anything to say to
hlnil" thought Hetty. But Fate, sit
ting in tbe shadow, wove her net,
regardless of Hetty's resolution.
Before the ten minutes' grace was
over, our Hetty's compagnon du voyage
made his appearance in the car, bearing
aloft a cup of coffee, with an air which
elevated that somewhat menial service
to an act of princely condescension.
" I took the liberty of getting this for
you, because I was sure you needed it,"
he said, and Hetty had not the heart to
refuse.
" You have only to throw the cup and
saucer out of the window when you
have finished," he said ; and then he
absorbed himself again in his newspa
per. Hetty began to wouder what he could
find in that one newspaper to occupy
him so long. He seemed so utterly
oblivious of every thing about him that
she felt a mischievous desire to fire off a
torpedo, or stick a pin Into him. But
while she was revolving these amicable
desires In her mind, there came a crash
that seemed to her like the crack of
doom; after the ciack came a strain,
and quivering, as if all the timbers of
the cars were going to pieces.
Hetty wondered whether It was the
end of the world, or an earthquake, or a
collision, tried to say her prayers, grew
dizzy and faint, and only recovered her
consciousness to find that she was alive
and safe, and clinging tightly to the
dignified young man's arm, and that all
the other occupants of the car were in
their places, though looking a good deal
shaken up and scared. She withdrew
her arm from the interesting young
man's with great celerity, blushing
furiously.
" It was very natural that you should
be frightened," he said soothingly. " I
thought, myself, that something very
serious had happened."
Every other man in the car rushed
out to see what was the matter, but
Hetty's companion did not stir. He'
seemed to feel that Bhe needed a pro
tector, and kept casting anxious glances
at her, to see If she had fully recovered.
Hetty's heart began to warm toward
him ; his kindness was so delicate and
unobtrusive.
It was soon reported that an obstruc
tion on the track had caused the shock,
and disabled the engine. The train
would be delayed Until another engine
could reach them from a town forty
miles distant.
During the long and tedious waiting
that ensued, the ice of reserve melted
very rapidly between Hetty and the
Interesting young gentleman. Surely,
even Aunt Maria could not expect her
to repel his advances any longer,thought
Hetty. And he was so dignified, so
thoroughly a gentleman I there could be
no harm in having a little pleasant
conversation with him.
They became astonishingly good
friends, for bo short a time, as people
always do under such circumstances,
where conventional restraints are remov
ed, and yet her companion was very
reticent on some points. He did not
reveal his name, or position in life, his
starting point or his destination. He
might be the Khan of Tartary, for all
that she knew, Hetty reflected, with a
slight feeling of pique. Neither did he
betray the slightest curiosity with
regard to her, and pride checked Hetty's
natural, school-girl abandon, and made
her as reticent as he was. If ho had np
further interest in her than as a pleasant
companion for a few hours, neither hud
she In him I And yet she did wonder if
that would be the last they should ever
see of each other I
The train had been due In New York
at midnight, but, owing to the accident
that had befallen the engine, it did not
reach there till nearly morning. Her
agreeable companion had beguiled the
way very much to Hetty, but Bhe was
glad when the train rumbled into the
depot, and the dejected and weary-eyed
passengers began to alight.
Though the train had been so long
delayed, she found a carriage waiting
for her. Her traveling companion reo
oguized the coachman, with apparently
very great surprise.
" Is it possible that you are going to
Mrs. Vandervere's V" he exclaimed, as
he assisted her and her bundles into the
carriage. " Then I shall certulnly have
the very great pleaaure of meeting you
again. The Fates have certainly favored
me I" And with a gay "good morn
ing," he was gone.
And Hetty felt much less lonely and
forlorn for that assurance that Bhe
should see him again.
In the gray dawn she found herself
tripping up the steps of an elegant man
sion, In an aristocratic street. The
housekeeper, in rustling black silk, and
looking very mueh llkea lady, to Hetty's
country-bred eyes, was waiting to
receive hes.
Mrs. Vandervere had been sitting up
all night, in great anxiety about her,
and had been overcome by fatigue, and
retired only an hour ago; she was Bleep
ing now, tbe housekeeper thought she
had better not be disturbed. So Hetty
was shown directly to her room, and In
a few minutes had forgotten all the
"chances and changes of this mortal
life" in a dreamless Bleep.
She awoke to find sunshine flooding
the room, and a strange face bending
over her. It seemed to her so youthful
a fuce ' at the first glance, that she
thought it could not be her aunt ; but. a
moment's scrutiny showed her that its
bloom was not the bloom of youth, and
that "Nature's sweet and cunning
hand" had been supplanted by Art's.
Even the smile that wreathed the lips
looked as if It had been made to order,
thought Hetty.
"My dearest child!" said her aunt,
in carefully modulated tones of well
bred delight "I was so anxious about
you ! and it is such a pleasure to see you,
my only Bister's only child! "
Hetty returned her aunt's caress, but
not with great fervor; she could not
forget that her aunt had never remem
bered her " only sister's " existence
after her marriage with the rich Mr.
Vandervere,and she was shrewd enough
to understand, without Aunt Maria's
suggestion, that if her father had not
made that lucky land speculation, a few
years before his death, which made her
a great heiress, even as Mrs. Vendervere
reckoned money, she might have been
still oblivious of the existence of her
" only sister's only child."
" Get up child, and come to the light,
where I can see your face I I have
heard that you were a beauty, but I am
notsoBureof it, you are such a little
brown thing I But your eyes are mag
nificent! bo large and dark, and what a
flash there Is in them I why, child It
reminds me of what is that thing they
used to out peoples' heads off withy
The guillotine ! That's it, so keen and
sharp. I'm not sure that It is perfectly
well-bred to have such eyes ! But they'll
be sure to be taking 1 You'll have all
the eligible young men at your feet.
Why, I shouldn't wonder if even Rich
ard should fall in love with you 1 "
" Who is Richard V" asked Hetty.
"Richard Vandervere, my husband's
nephew. He is a great catch, and knows
he can have his choice among the most
charming girls in society, but the dear
fellow is so fastidious. I doubt some
times whether he will ever marry."
Hetty brightened up. She was a born
flirt, and Bhe thought it would be great
fun to try her powers on a " fastidious"
young man.
"You are not a bit country fled, my
dear ; you can easily acquire style ; and
you have originality, which is a great
blessing" Mrs. Vandervere went on,
"and I'm sure you'll be a great suc
cess." "I consider myself a success now,
aunt, and I'm not sure that I want to
acquire anything!" said Hetty, who
did not quite enjoy being criticized, as if
she were a doll or picture.
Mrs. Vandervere called her a little
piece of vanity, and summoned her
maid to assist her in dressing, herself
assisting at the toilet, and giving direc
tions, and declaring that her clothes, in
which Aunt Maria had taken so much
pride, were "dreadfully dowdy," and
not at all suited to her style, and that an
entire wardrobe must be purchased for
her, before she could be presentable.
As Hetty followed her aunt into the
breakfast-room a gentleman who was
lounging in an arm-chair in the bay
window rose to meet them.
" Why, Richard you bo early y And
I did not even know that you had re
turned ! " said Mrs. Vandervere.
And Hetty found herself shaking
bun da with her traveling companion !
Mrs. Vandervere wore an expression of
ibtehse surprise.
w You don't mean to say that you two
are acquainted with each other ? Where
in the world did you meet V "
Mr. Richard Vandervere recounted
their adventures of the day before, and
Hetty's aunt called her an ''impudent
little puss' ' to make the acquaintance
of a strange gentleman in the cars; but
then she supposed Richard was irresist
ible ; all the young ladies thought so."
It seemed that " Richard" had' been
to Canada, on business, and waa return
ing when chance threw him in Hetty's
way.
Hetty, as she ate her breakfast de
murely, saying very little, was thinking
that it was a fortunate chance. She felt
very well contented with her Jot She
had left Derby and Elkanah Eastman,
very far behind in her thoughts.
The days that followed were very
pleasant ones. Constant visits to dress
makers and milliners alone detraoted
"from Hetty's enjoyment; and there was
"a joy in the heart of that pain," cer
tainly, for she discovered that her beauty
was being " made the most f," to use
Mrs. Vandervere's expression, as It
never had been before.
Mrs. Vandervere did not seem to be in
any haste to introduce her into society,
though she trusted her to plenty of
operea and theatre going and Bight-seeing.
Everywhere Mr. Riehard Van
dervere was their devoted cavalier. It
became evident very soon, that, fastid
ious as he was, Hetty had made a decid
ed impression upon him.
" My dear child, I think that Richard
is really learning to love you," said Mrs.
Vandervere, one day a fortnight after
Hetty's arrival. " And you, ought to be
the proudest and happiest girl in . tbe
world. Why, a princess might be proud
to have him for a husband I "
" I don't know that I think he is any
thing bo wonderful I" said Hetty per-'
versely ; but her cheek flushed brightly,
as It had a habit of doing at the mention
of his name.
" You don't mean to say, Hetty, that
you don't love himy" said Mrs. Van
dervere, with reproach and anxiety both
In her eyes.
" Love him, aunt 1 How could I love
him in this little bit of a while ? and
when I have no reason at all to think
that he cares for me! "
" Oh, that's all ! " said her aunt, with
a sigh of relief. "Well, I think you
will very soon find out that he does
care for you."
" And then I haven't seen anybody
else. How could I tell whether I liked
him better thau anybody else when I
bad never seen anybody else V persisted
Hetty.
" You shall see others. We are going
to Mrs. Clymer's Wednesday night, and
you will see then how like a god Rich
ard looks among the common herd, and
how he is flattered and sought after ! "
" I never could endure a ladies' man ! "
said Hetty, who enjoyed teasing her
aunt.
" Hetty, you had no lover in Derby,
had you V" inquired Mrs. Vandervere
anxiously.
44 Lover y no, indeed ! What an ab
surd idea ! " laughed Hetty.
But she did think of Elkanah East
man, and wondered what Aunt Van
dervere would think of him for a lover.
He had written to her since she had been
in New York, a sensible, friendly let
ter, with only a little touch of . senti
ment at the end, and she had carelessly
glanced it over, and thought it was
hardly worth the while to answer it,
now that she and Elkanah had no inter
ests in common.
On the night of Mrs. Clymer's party
Hetty ran down to the drawing-room,
as soon as she was dressed, to await her
aunt's coming. She was as delighted as
a child with her first party dress, and
sailed up and down the long rooms like
a peacock, glancing over her shoulder
continually at her own dazzling reflec
tion in the mirror.
Suddenly, from the shelter of a cur
tain, Richard Vandervere appeared,
laughing.
"All'ntforthefight'y Armed to the
teeth, and ready for conquest! Who
would believe there could be so much
vanity in such a fresh daisy as you y
But there must be no flirting, remem
ber! "
" Must y" Hetty looked up with a