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THE LADY LAWYER'S FIRST CLIENT.
QUEEN ANNE OR FREE CLASSIC ARCHITECTURE.
MORNING.
NOS PENSIONS.
A RANDOM SHOT.
THE PEABODY MUSEUM OF AMERICAN ARCHÆOLOGY.
A NORTH-RIVER FERRY.
THE ART OF READING.
MITHRA.
A BACKWOODS ROMANCE.
VAN.
SONG.
OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY.
What with Mrs. Stiles's ankle and the law's delays, the case was nottried until September. But at the September term Stiles vs. TheRailway Company was reached, and stood at the head of the list.
On the morning of the fated day Mrs. Tarbell could have proceeded to thecourt-room in state, for not only did the entire Stiles family presentitself at her office three-quarters of an hour before the time, but Mr.Mecutchen, the tobacconist, also dropped in, with an air of always beingearly at trials.
"I couldn't keep ma at home, Mrs. Tarbell," said Miss Stiles briefly,but with some little shame. "She would come. She thought it would takean hour and a half to get here from Pulaski Street; didn't you, ma?"
Mrs. Stiles gave an agitated groan and looked about helplessly for achair. She was walking with a cane, and had on a miraculous black silk,the seams of which were like the ridges of a ploughed field. MissGeorgiana Stiles, the younger daughter, was almost invisible under astraw hat with feathers waving from its pinnacled crown. Miss Celandine,by no means a bad-looking young lady, wore her best black jersey,buttoned at the throat, over her cambric body, her best piqué skirt,trimmed with torchon lace, her white silk mitts, and her blue-and-whitebonnet. After settling Mrs. Stiles in a corner with Georgiana, TecumsehSherman, and Augustus, Celandine and Mr. Mecutchen disappeared, to goand stand on the door-step. Mrs. Tarbell guessed where they were going,and would have liked to hint that the door-step was not a dignifiedplace for her client, but, if the truth must be told, she was afraid todo so. For Miss Stiles had by this time utterly and completelysubjugated her, and Mrs. Tarbell hardly knew which of them was theattorney of record in Stiles vs. The Railway Company. There can be nodoubt that Miss Celandine was an admirable young lady. She was payingthe expenses of the case out of her own savings,—savings which had beenthe secret result of secret labors with the pen and type-writer. As soonas the accident happened she quitted the High