Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1863-02-03
THAN GIVIN G,
ChrIsfnlas and New Years.
BT ESTHER eERLE KENNETH.

%uOw handsome
'lsa't Il . besnty;'
I wish Soose&Oay would make me such
present
Winnie Waldron waS uHpacking her
trunk. Her cousin GrAeis and Matte had
Four ced upon her photograph alGuu and
gone into estAciss over it
What llnntsoaso biading-royGI pur-
pie!' cried ASttie.
The elaspS are psre gold, aa't they,
Winnie p asked Gracia.
Winnie nodded, piIinE skirts and dres-
sea IN . CHAIR.
Why. it eaaSt have cost Eerty dCIlarS.'
Papa paid thirty fur it, I believe said
Winnie. His picture is 6rst Isn't it
god one1'
oh y and the curly heads Of the skaters
brnt together over the likeness Of "a very
plain gentleman standing by . chair, with
his hat in his hand
Winnie went on steadily with her work,
speaking gently nov and then or smiling
quietly. She wss n pretty like her cous
ins, Matte and Oracle. She was dark and
pale and reserved-lOOkirg-her eyes hand
8 me sometimes, when she IuoSed up
Brightly, hut her features cut after too
heavy pattern ever to be pretsy.
III. q capital picture! How much VOC
look like yOur father, Winnie" sad
Oracle.
That's doubtful com. limeDt,' replied
Winnie, taking out the last shawl 4 an
hardly proud Of the family resemblance
The sisters laughed. Mr. Waldrou vas
very plain. Ii was hardly possible that a
child resembling him could oe q beauty
i shouldn't mind il was humely it my
father was a. rich &c yours said Oracle,
who always would be blunt
why, Grace Burtonshav! Do YOU
think yourself hOmely, Winnie2' asked
Matte, led to the question by her cousin
curiOusly quiet face.
Yes said Winnie. 'Don't yout'
Matte hesitated q moment; then came
boldly up to the truth.
why. yes. you must he, With such
big nose. said che but then l never think
how big your nose is, Winnie, because you
| are 90 good
A curious look fitted over Wiunie's face
A few minutes after she had finished her
work, and the three girls went down stairs
Little cousins Bess, and Lu, and Kiss and
Baby thTonged around her. Bess, hand
rOD'S pet. She vaultsd bars and swung on
the birches, waded brooks and climbed
trees in a way that Percy, her oldest broth
er, home from Boston for Thanksgiving,
declared perfectly shameful. But Winnie
looked adniringly at the robust figure.
free movements and blooming face of her
little cousin, and knew that Percy would
yet DO proud Of the vigorous child whose
heart was as pure and sweet 90 Q wild
blossom. That broad brow under masses
Of coal black hair promised much Cor her
WemanhoOd.
Al dinner that day Bess said.
i wonder Mr. Florin dou't come
BSss was eating her dinner with q real
ish that Winnie admired exceediDEly,
though she could not initiate il.
Who 10 thatf asked Winnie.
'Oh, he's my thanksgiSing company
said Bees.
Hes Bess' school.teacher, or was when
We were at S,udley Corners,' said Aunt
Ellen. He is coming here to spend Ebsnks.
giving. He pettsd her WondeffulIy when
she was ut his school,
lie mast have q strange TASTE said
Percy.
Mr.. FIOrian is perfectly Splendid ex-
claimed Oracle, from the foot Of tho tab.
bic. Hes - handsome as picture, VIM
ME-
Is her
yes. All the girls are dead 10 love
with him.
He knows it, too said Percy, scorn-
fully.
L don't see how be can help il very veil,
% long 90 he isn't deaf dumb or blind
Pm sure they don't take any pains to con
zeal it,
"A lady's man. muttered Percy, taking
. pickle. - .- -
:Ho ien't? broke IN Bess. Hes no
more lady's man than you are, Percy
Burtonshaw. lie don't care anything O.
bout aDy girl but me-
Winnie WaldrOa heard . great deal
abOnt Mr.. FlOFian before the day Was out.
She began 70 wonder what kind Of Q psr.
son he was.
The slatteF Of tbe StskEcoaeh aunouue-