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7 BREAKING THE NEWS. 103 Rose, too, was very busy, waiting upon ladies, happy and animated, enjoying the occasion even more heartily than the guests. She was in her element, smoothing out handsome dresses, flying at the bidding of this and that elegant lady, listening to the music in the hall, bringing refreshments to the parlors, and always finding time to admire her own love'y young mistress, and exalt her above all others. Once, passing through the hall, after dancing had com- 2 meneed in the evening, she encountered the handsome gentleman from New Orleans, who had been at the Judge’s so much within the last few days. There was ro one near but the musicians, who could hear nothing but their own ee he wished some service. “ Rose,” said eo gene Le you chow Fora mine ?” ' She gave him a startled glance; she did not comprehend Di a a Ey eae APRESS Jest prone set eR EE “TI bought you—are you. glad ? SYonsWwtt in yt with me,” he answered, much delighted with her apparent acquiescence in the bargain, for he was a fine gentleman, of delicate susceptibilities, and hated scenes. “ Laws, massa, might a made a better choice,” she replied lightly, and glided by; she was used to be jested with by | gentlemen, and the idea did not occur to her that he was in Such a fact would require time to make an impression upon her; if she had been told by the Judge himself, she would have been incredulous at first; she knew she was a favorite; and she no more dreaded leaving her home, than one of its own children dreaded it. conmicloooks.conn