Stella Rosevelt — page 94: what you’re looking at

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88 RETRENCHMENT. She folded that precious bill—mcre money than she had ever possessed before at one time—for ‘‘ pretty things,” and laid it safely away in a drawer; then she took up a handsomely bound book that lay on her table. ‘“A red-letter day!” she murmured. ‘‘ My success—my pro- motion—his kindness, and, above all, this beautiful book—it all seems to be too lovely to be real.” She raised the volume and softly touched her lips to it; then bowing her golden head, her heart overcharged with its unaccustomed weight of happiness, found relief in a shower of tears. ‘The book” was the package, devoid of its wrapper, which the strange gentleman had given her in the presence of Mr. Richards. 2 * * * * The next morning’s papers contained an interesting account of the commencement exercises of Seminary, together with a copy in full of Miss Stella Gladstone's essay, and speak- ing in very flattering terms of its excellence as a literary pro- duction. Another important event occurred that morning. One of Mr. Richards’ driving horses was sold, and his wife, upon learning of the circumstance, lifted up her hands and scornfully exclaimed : ‘‘Retrenchment!” (E(o) comilcebooks