Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1869-10-14
Selected MiscellanD.
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";Well," said Garry lane, "we had bet
ter make haste and choose sides, or we
shall not have time for another game be-
iorc we are bepightel. Remember, the
evenings are shottef thalItliey vese month
ago."
With clever stroke of her mallet, Car
~ sent her croquet ball bounding up to the
spot where Mr.. Hale. the curate, stood
talking with Major WeElerl Of the Blues
and Miss Holroyd, WHO, like himself, were
quests at Woodlands for the evening. He
gave a brisk jump rs the ball came with
full force against hh knklS, Hdk h6 hast
lily round atAhe pretty cnlprits vlb high
ed quietly beneath the shade Of her dain-
ty little Int and plume. her bright. young
face radiant with bloom and happiness. -.
"You arc hard enemy, Miss Garry"
he snid, comi1e Coward her: $50, swe
ag q choose AdSs ! saaas hess yusen
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Very WELL" said Carry, no way dis
pleased F"Let us begin ut once. Come,
Clare. and Major Warder."
so the battle began in real earnest
Clare fIolroyd aud the major on one side,
Hsp 's said this SSans Citrate, Of Thames s
town. was counting pretty Carry Lane. Per.
haps he was; Mt ali events, Garry knew
best, and no ono had any right to set re-
ports going until the fact was confirmed.
Eat if it wos truu,- tneh We can only say the
curnte was man of good taste, and he
might have gone very far before he would
t!ave found prettier wife or q warmer
heart than this little. QaFy Lanes. The
otlTer chi loS1efthtie MfonH4 her;
Cafrxass al 6rihhHcs and color, NTH itch.
ly tinted cheeks, sparkling, rogueish eyes,
and Jet black locks; but Clare Holroyd was
pale. wonderfully pale, and fair; it was only
NOW and then that n faint, soft tinge Of col
or would come into her cheeks and tighten
mp her deep gray eyes Her hair was very
beautiful; it formed quite glory round
noli.colored hair: Alittle,, rars smile Would li
sometimes part the delicatsly curved lips
and linger there awhile, and then il was
that you could call Clare Holroyd VERY
lovely. She was tnll and slender, and on
this evening her dress was all white. Garry
Lane had placed a bit Of bright scarlet ger
anium in the golden hair, which formed 2
't cnsis so9sf s% SO te,lise .is sa,A,s Il
ind only lately arrived on visit to some
in the ne;ghborhoOd. J,She had Just passed
through a ''season" in London, where Car
~ said she was ''ravedabout." People call.
ed her tlirt, but Garry couldn't sec il
unless that careless.s half absent way. Ii
which she allowed the assiduous major tc
arrange her croquet ball, watching him
with look OF calm indifference in he1
beautiful eyes, and sometimes that rare,
sweet smile on her lips, might be called
flirting. The Major was a sincere admirel
Of MissHolroIds;s but Garry denied there
"being anything in it." The curate SHOOK
his head, and "wasn't sure but what there
might be-"
The game proceeded very slowly, OWNS
to the repeated s'bAii strokes of tho major
and slight absence of mind on the part o
the curate. Presently there came ou
through one Of the library windows which
opened on the lawn. 2 tall handsome ole
lady to- look;at the players" P
81 have just left my invalid to himself &
little, poor fellow; wish he was able t.
be out here" she said, ensconcing herself
in garden chair under the lime trees. .,
'.Inyalid--aw!" said the major, arranging
his tAwny moustache, and gazing sleepily
ut the speaker. ''Who is he aw-Mrs
Lane? Didn't know You had any one stay
inafera"S = sRE =
aHa has.bsen wit I'd ! Esslsnow, i re
piled Mrs. Lane. HE is a sort Of con
nection Of mine. Capt Challoner, of tn,
til, just home from India, where he wa!
wounded in his arm during the mutiny
He is recovering that, however, though Ia.
arm is still IN q einGi but he suffering
from frightfu1 depression ahds weakness
after an attack Of brain fever. got hin
here as soon as could, for change of air
His is rather romantic story"
Like to hear it-aw," murmured tn,
major, inle,afigbiy Tsmoothing hsmous
s.BeforeAeMe1t out 10 india, IL said Mrs
lane. his mother told me he met, at
friends house, in London, young lady
she did not mention the name to whom
he became attached, and, in course of time
engaged. The wedding day was fixed, ant
everything arranged, when suddenly, Il
the surprise of all, the engagement VA
broken off. The young lady went 10 Brgk
ton, and Charlie Chal}epor .tosIndia. NJ
one knew exactly how it was, but Mrs
Challenor thinks it was because the cir
tlirted with OTHER admirers. and Capt. Chal
rnor grew jealous; SO they quarreled, ant
however the girl may have felt after it,
know he has never got over it, and it il
Just that which is keeping him weak AMI
depressed, and much fear :he never WI
be any better. He has only been away from
England year, and here 10. as perfec
wreck. It ID miserable to see fine, hand
some young fellow like that as weak as al
infant, hardly able to move from the sofa
and 40 listless and Indifferent" sighed thl
kind-hearted Mrs. Lane.
"He is such q downright good fellow,
don't see how any girl could have uuarreiei
with him." exclaimed Garry, enthusiast
caIly. ll.'rt rFF/.
The carate looked around somewhat
quickly. Was he growing suspicious? Car
ny pretended not to see the look he BEN
upon her; but she did see it, and felt rathe,
pleased than otherwise.
'The girl must have been heartless CO.
ouette, for do not believe he would have
given her up on any slight provocation,
continued Mrs. Lane, "Yct think she
could not but reproach herself for her con
,lnct if she saw him now.'
"Aw," said the major, "quite romantic
Hhall we aw-see this hero, this"
Don't laugh at him. Major Warder,
be half MS handsome"
Again the curate looked uncomfortable
bnt Garry relieved him somewhat when she
added, II have an idea that he is still de-
voted to this girl, whoever she may be.
have watched him gazing out of the win.
dow with such q far-away look in his eyes
B if he were thinking of her and Other
days"
"Aw-- shall we-aw-see him to-night?'
asked tina Major again. -.
perhaps we may induce him to come
into to the drawing-room after tea," said
Garry.
''iDont You feel Interested -aw-and Gu.
rlous, Miss Holroyd?" asked the Major 90.
ing mp to where she stood.
She was pale at all times, but at that
n.oment Clare Holroyd's face was CHASTITY
"My dear You are cold," said Mrs. Lane
"''nrry von must leave the game and come
iuto tho dining room; there il small fire
tL+re, and we will have some tea. Come.
Glare, cannot let you catch cold on m,
Lawn, oryon will not be allowed to come
here again"
Mrs. Lane rose took the young girls arm
and led her to the house, the others follow
lngly slowly.
An hour afterward, when the twilight
mingled with moonlight and cast shadow
upon the stone balcony outside the librar,
window, Capt. Challoner rose mp from tn,
sofa, where he had been lying iii the after
noon, and with weak, wavcring step, h,
ntroye to pace the room. lie was growing
weary Of That tedious confinement, day ant
day, and lie struggled hard against til,
arm WIS bound up in sling; with the righ
he steadied himself in his walk, holding o,
Nv the book case. tho table, and chairs.
Mrs. Lane had called Charles Ohallone
handsome; but strictly speaking, he wa
mot so-neycr had bet II, Il was a fine. (