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Show SHABBY PIISS SMITH. "Dreadful!" said Mrs. Highflyer. "Perfectly dreadful! To think just when we've Mr. Timberly and Mre. Colonel Pepper, lhat Bbabby Mi-s Smith should pop in upon us. I declare, de-clare, it is too provoking!" "It U dreadful for me, I know," said Miss Amelia. "Just as Mr. Timberly is so attentive. He likes everything eo elegant, and he'll nay to himself, their eet c:iu't be what J thought it.' He's so eccentric, too." "Yes, that's the worst of it," 8nid Mrs. Highflyer. "But after oil, Amelia, I'm not sure Mr. Timberly dots not admire Matilda, a"nd y.m know wemuan't let jealously inter-fero inter-fero with a good settlement, if ht-does ht-does like Matilda she muit accept him. It's not like a handsome young man, you know. You're not at all in love with him.'' "Oh, dear, no," said Miss Amelia. "I hope Tilly nnd I are sensible girls, with no silly nonsense about us I tell Tilly fairly, that if she gets the hall million and the diamonds, I shall envy her; but it's not for old Tim berly's sake," I m glad you are so sensible, my dears," said Mrs. Highflyer; "but what shall we do with shabby Mies Smith? What a contretemps!" . However, Mies Smith had eome, and she was not a person to be tup' pressed. She talked fion the moment mo-ment she arose in the morning uutil that on whieh she retired at night. She had views of her own and huffed every one who hold contrary ones, and sliouttd "allow me a word" if any one cUe spoke. She-was She-was long and lean, and wore her skirtsto the lop of iur boots, and disdained dis-dained the fitslvone; nnd it was dreadful, dread-ful, theMisss Highflyer declared, to see how she troubled pt-or Mr. Timberly. Tim-berly. She sat U-side him for hours pouring foilh tl kxIs nf cor.veraatioD, advancing her views on woman's dresa, winch were of the bloomer order, and talking about a-iil"rage The visit was a k.ng one. The Highflyers were in the country, and Mr. Timberly aud Colonel Mrs Timberly had beeu invited fur two weeks. Mies Smith stayed them out Mrs. Pepper ampathucd with her friend, aud stared at M:sa 3mit! but stares bad no c fleet. Misi Smith stayed on at:d Mr. Timberly had not proposed either Ut Amelia or Matilda "It w;ip all the fault cf that horrid shabby Miss Smith," Mrs. Highflyer declartd; but, rich as Mr. Timberly was, he could not dandle forever, and she decided to discover what his intentions in-tentions really were. One bright day she took him for a ride, j "1 ask you quite alone," she said, ':or I suppose you are quite as much bortd by the presence of people I 1 won't mention, as as othurs are." Mr. Timberly looked at her shyly and said: "Oh, dear, nu! I hope I m not bo rude " "It's not rude," said Mre. Highflyer. High-flyer. "One can't help one's feel- ! ings. Supposing I doit eay it's the case with you but supposing one was iuterested in a particular lady, 1 one might wish to he alone wilh her occasionally without rndeneus to any one, I hope." 1 "Yes," said Mr. Timberly, again blushing. "My dear Mre. Highflyer, High-flyer, you ladies are very penetrating. How did you guess my feelings? But ' 1 confess them. I have at UbI met a lady whom I esteem aud admire, to I whom Idesira ahem to make myself my-self ahem more than a friend. In (point ot fact my wife. You dou'tl think I'm too old lo marry, Mrs. Highflyer?" "Oh, no, Mr. Timberly,', said Mrs. Highflyer, "just tlie right age." "Yes, yes, any age is right if one chooses, I suppose," Baid old Mr. Timberly, who was seventy five; "but how odd now, you should have guessed it. You approve, eh?" I lounaven t meuiioutu ino iauy, said Mrs. Highflyer, archly. I "I see you know," said Mr. Tim herly "not so veiy pretty, perhaps; but so dignified." j "It must be Matilda," said Mrs. Highflyer lo herself. "Aud so sprightly," aid Mr. Tim herly. "It's Amelia after all," thought Mra. Highflyer. " &o sensible, ao well educated, bo distinguished," proceeded tho old gentleiuau. "Now which is it," thought Mra. Hih flyer. "Sdeh purled taste iu dress," aaid Mr. Timberly. "Amelia," muttered Mrs. Highflyer High-flyer to herself. "Not very young," said Mr. Timberly, Tim-berly, "but give me a mature woman." "Dear, doar," theught Mrs. Highflyer, High-flyer, "I believe he wants me after all. I never thought of it." But she did thick ot it now. ! She tried to blubh, and said: j "Ob, Mr. Timberly." I 1 "I mean it," said old Timberly. "Madame, allow me lo thank yeu ' for ousting me in the way of such good fortune. I shall never forget Lhat it was at your house that I met Miss Ilepsibih Smith; the mosl : wonderful and admirable woman j living. Nor shall I forget your kind expression of sympathy Yes, I con- ' fess wrong as n seemed to me, Hopsihah and I have wished the dear girls oul of the way now and then. 'Dear, dear and you have found it 1 out how acute." ! "Then you aro going to marry j Miss Smith?" asked Mra. Highflyer. I "Yea, dear mud a rue, she has ; accepted me," said Timberly. "Cou- frrnhtltilA me." I "Oh, certainly, Mr. Timberly," ! said Mrs. Highflyer. But aside Bhe ;added: "What an old loul!" A, remark re-mark which she supplemented with an astonished "That shabby Miss Smith!" For- all lhat, tho shabby Mies Smith married Mr. Timberly, and is now the po sessor of the half million and the diamonds. |