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Cousin Bridget.
COUSIN BRIDGET .
BT TIIE AUTHOBESS OP " OlD JOLLIEFE ; " " A TBAI > TO CATCH A SUN-BEAM , " & C " MINNA WESTROP ! Minna Westrop ! Minna Westrop!—wh y don ' t ' e answer ?" Earnestl y must the neighbours have wished she would ; for the monotonous calling of her name by a red-haired , dirty-looking girl , bad been unceasing for several minutes .
" Why don't 'e answer , Minna ? " again she was beginning , when , fortunatel y for all nervous , irritable listeners , the upper lattice window of the beautiful cottage , before which the g'irl was standing , opened ; and from amongst the clematis which clustered about it , looked forth such a face ; you might have fancied one of Sir Joshua Reynolds ' s paintings had walked out of its frame . The shape of that same bright face was a perfect ovalwith a most
, exquisite dimple on either side the mouth , with its richly red , pouting , half-open lips , displaying a dazzling set of teeth . The nut-brown hair grew low on the forehead , the eye-brows were full and dark , and the eyes ! to describe them is impossible—I believe they were grey , but the dark brow and lash gave them the appearance of black ; the lids were constantly down , the rich curtain of the lash sweeping the cheek , giving a pensive appearance to the upper part of the face , though the twinkling
roguish look at the corner of tlie mouth entirely destroyed that impression , and prevented the admiring gazer from believing that sadness or sorrow ever had , or ever could rest upon so bright a vision . Her long hair was now drawn off her face , and , falling over the roll at the back
and a very round white shoulder , was peeping- from a shawl evidently thrown on in a hurry . " Janey , Janey , fi . r gracious sake have done calling ! You don ' t give a body time to make one ' s-self decent . Don ' t you sec I ' m not dressed , you little monkey , you ?" " Ye moight joust as well ha' answered , and stopped me calling you , then . I didn 't want to sec 'e ; I only wanted to tell ' e as mother says as she ' 11 look pretty straight at you if you don't come in to-day" said
, the red-haired g-irl in the slowest , stupidest tones , contrasting strangel y with the brig'ht and cheerful voice of tlie cottage occupant . " Well , well ! tell her I will be sure to come , and bring the ribbon to trim the cap ; hut I must dress now . Gootl bye , Janey , dear !" And the sweet face disappeared , and the lattice was shut—and it was as though the sun had gone behind a cloud ; and the red-haired Janey moved slowly and shuffling away , pulling at tbe leaves of the plants
growing in the little gardens as she went along- with an air of listlcssness and stupidity , and arrived , at length , at her destination—a huckster's shop , or rather the huckster ' s shop of the village . A woman's shrill voice sent forth a volume of anger the moment she appeared —• " Where ha' you been a' loitering - 1 ' tllike to know—down the street wi' a parcel o' boys , I ' 11 lay . Go on—there ' s work enough for ' e , if you would hut do it—go on ! " and the girl shrank and turned pale , and dipped bcr head down , telling as plainly as words how many a time a box on tho cars had given strength to her mother ' s words .
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Cousin Bridget.
COUSIN BRIDGET .
BT TIIE AUTHOBESS OP " OlD JOLLIEFE ; " " A TBAI > TO CATCH A SUN-BEAM , " & C " MINNA WESTROP ! Minna Westrop ! Minna Westrop!—wh y don ' t ' e answer ?" Earnestl y must the neighbours have wished she would ; for the monotonous calling of her name by a red-haired , dirty-looking girl , bad been unceasing for several minutes .
" Why don't 'e answer , Minna ? " again she was beginning , when , fortunatel y for all nervous , irritable listeners , the upper lattice window of the beautiful cottage , before which the g'irl was standing , opened ; and from amongst the clematis which clustered about it , looked forth such a face ; you might have fancied one of Sir Joshua Reynolds ' s paintings had walked out of its frame . The shape of that same bright face was a perfect ovalwith a most
, exquisite dimple on either side the mouth , with its richly red , pouting , half-open lips , displaying a dazzling set of teeth . The nut-brown hair grew low on the forehead , the eye-brows were full and dark , and the eyes ! to describe them is impossible—I believe they were grey , but the dark brow and lash gave them the appearance of black ; the lids were constantly down , the rich curtain of the lash sweeping the cheek , giving a pensive appearance to the upper part of the face , though the twinkling
roguish look at the corner of tlie mouth entirely destroyed that impression , and prevented the admiring gazer from believing that sadness or sorrow ever had , or ever could rest upon so bright a vision . Her long hair was now drawn off her face , and , falling over the roll at the back
and a very round white shoulder , was peeping- from a shawl evidently thrown on in a hurry . " Janey , Janey , fi . r gracious sake have done calling ! You don ' t give a body time to make one ' s-self decent . Don ' t you sec I ' m not dressed , you little monkey , you ?" " Ye moight joust as well ha' answered , and stopped me calling you , then . I didn 't want to sec 'e ; I only wanted to tell ' e as mother says as she ' 11 look pretty straight at you if you don't come in to-day" said
, the red-haired g-irl in the slowest , stupidest tones , contrasting strangel y with the brig'ht and cheerful voice of tlie cottage occupant . " Well , well ! tell her I will be sure to come , and bring the ribbon to trim the cap ; hut I must dress now . Gootl bye , Janey , dear !" And the sweet face disappeared , and the lattice was shut—and it was as though the sun had gone behind a cloud ; and the red-haired Janey moved slowly and shuffling away , pulling at tbe leaves of the plants
growing in the little gardens as she went along- with an air of listlcssness and stupidity , and arrived , at length , at her destination—a huckster's shop , or rather the huckster ' s shop of the village . A woman's shrill voice sent forth a volume of anger the moment she appeared —• " Where ha' you been a' loitering - 1 ' tllike to know—down the street wi' a parcel o' boys , I ' 11 lay . Go on—there ' s work enough for ' e , if you would hut do it—go on ! " and the girl shrank and turned pale , and dipped bcr head down , telling as plainly as words how many a time a box on tho cars had given strength to her mother ' s words .