Now, however, a new star was dawning on her horizon, in the person of Hugh St.Leon, of New Orleans.

His fame had preceded him, and half the village of S---- were ready to do homage to the proud millionaire, who would make his first appearance at the Thanksgiving party.

This, then, was the reason why Lucy felt so anxious to be becomingly dressed, for she had resolved upon a conquest, and she felt sure of success.

She knew she was beautiful.

Her companions told her so, her mirror told her so, and her sweet sister Lizzie told her so more then twenty times a day.
Lizzie was four years younger than her sister, and wholly unlike her, both in personal appearance and disposition.