The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1869-05-13

! then there was another click of the
li,le wicket gato--auother footstep
ringing on the graveled path.
] (Ah it Thorne Millingtou could
have seen the up-Aushiug crimson of
her check, the Frightening sparkle OF
her eyes now, he would have Ialleu
more hOpelessly into the clutches of
tho green eyed monster" than he
already was--and that was, to say the
least of it, quite unnecessarily
"Jauet Ny little wild rose All
alone
He was handsome, with his black
flashing eyes, aud his white, shapely
hands, as he came up to her with a
carressiog familiarity Of voice and
manner that bespoke no uncertainty
of his reception.
ooh sydney, am so glad you hap.
pened to come this afternoon. Uncle
and Aunt arc out"
"Come, that's luck, ;" said Mr.. Sid.
ney Fairfax, establishing himself ON
the lower step at her feet, aud posses.
ing bimscli of her hands with sort
of easy gallautry that "told' fearful.
| y against tho respectful reverence,
in which Thoruo Milliugton was wont
to hold the wayward beauty.
"They arc so cross" pouted Janet.
"The old Vandals - intcrjectcd
Mr. Frrlax.
"Because you know" went on Jan.
ct, They like Thorhe Millington."
"Speaks very badly for their taste, -
said Mr.. Fairfax.
"But Sidney. it makes it very bad
for me. am very miserable, and
when you are gone
"Don't fret, mia cara, I shall come
back to claim you soon, and they may
scold the end of their tongues of
There, smile again.my little queen of
hearts. l don't like to see the last
shadow eclipsing the light of those
eyes p
And Janet did "smile again" Some
how in tho glamor of his presence she
forgot all the questions she had meant
to ask-explanations that should
have been demanded.
Al length be rose to depart.
81 have fingered too long already,
Janet ; but couldn't bear to tell
you that [ am going back to Now
York to morrow morning"
ITO morrow morning"
Sidney Fairfax would have been
NOR than mortal if he had not been
gratifed with the unconscious fat.
terry conveyed in Janet's paling cheek
and dilated eyes Aud striving to
soothc her, he almost forgot, for the
time being that he was playing 4
part.
1t was nearly a week aiterward,
when Aunt Thyrza Roydon-the
kindest soul in the world, but little
prejudiced aud opinionated withal, as
| hind saui- urrvu NDvus"O net
Rnitting-work iuto the porch where
Janet sat idlypulling the honey suck
lie cups apart.
"Child what are you dreaming
about? said she.
"Nothing u answered the girl a
little petulantly.
you have grown so shiftless OF
late ! Do 20 up stairs and bring your
new calico; you might just as well
run ur the breadths as to be doing
nothing y
Il am not in any hurry for the
dress aunt"
"Then finish altering my brown
foulard."
81 don't feel like it aunt
Mrs. Roydon eyed her niece kconly
through her silver trimmed spectacles
"Janetl what on earth ails your
"Nothing aunt
"Aud what's thereason that ThornC
Millington don't come here any
more p
II am not Thorne Millington'i
keeper, Aunt Thyrza,' answered ia
net with spirit.
Mrs. Roydon was about to requir,
an explanation in full from her ca
pricious niece, when her torrent o
words was checked by the appearance
of Uncle Matthew coming up the walk
IL We been to the post Office,
ouoth Uncle Matthew, tanning himsel
with the broad brim of his straw hat
"and here's a letter for Janet, witt
the n New York post mark on it. VIII
is it from, my girl p as Janet caugh
, it from his hand, rcddening and pal
ing by turns"
at sits from Mr.. Fairfax"
"From Mr.. Fairfax, eh p Uncl
Matthew'S brow contracted eloomily
; And it's for that good-for nothin
puppy you've thrown Milliugton over
4 chi Give me back the letter, jane
let me return it to him don't lik
e my girl corresponding with such a
D he"
2 But Janet held tightly on the preC
J, ious missive.
ats my letter, Uncle Matthew
4 and you must not speak so sighting
e ly OF Mr.. Fairfax. I'm engaged
t him"
5 Aunt Thyrza dropped her knittin
n work. Uncle Matthew stared.
"This won't do, Janet; you mu
4 give him upl Why, what do "
know? A mere city adveuturer
. while Thorne Mil'ington-"
q "Tm tired of hearing of Thorr
Millington !" interrupted Janet, tr.
r. ing desperately to keep back the il
=" dignant tears, II will not give Sic
l. Dey up !"
n "Jauetl"
5 "NO 1 will not give hin up !"
"Then You must give us up, child
I said the old gentleman gravely
re will be obeyed.'
Janet ran up to her room, fush'
D. ard sobhing, to read her precious le