New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1869-05-23
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cts very strange" unused Blanche Pen
roy, slowly weaving together the wreath
of scarlet autumn leaves with which she
was decorating her broad-brimmed straw
hat. Il know so little about him; have
only known him ten days, and yet, when
he spoke of leaving Elm Point, last night,
it seemed as il all the sunshine had gone
out of the world. Oh, Blanche, you
naughty little Blanche" she added, lean
ing forward and apostrophizing the fair
face mirrored in the glen stream at her
feet. lis it possible that you have al
lowed yourself to fall in love with that tall,
dark-eyed fellow?
The roses mounted up into her cheeks as
she wondered within herself whether Gill
bert Evering cared for her.
a wish knew" she uttered aloud.
"Knew what?" demanded calm voice,
and Mr.. Evering seated himself on the log
beside her-a straight, handsome man, with
brilliant black eyes, regular features, and a
deep color glowing through his olive skin.
Blanth demurely looked up at him. She
was not to be taken by storm thus easily.
II wish l knew whether it will rain to-
morrow, for want to wear my white India
muslin at our picnic"
"Oh, the picnic had forgotten that
when spoke of leaving tomorrow. OF
course, though, my presence or absence
would make no very great difference"
Somehow that scarlet and brown spotted
maple leaf required a great deal of extra
adjustment just then.
blanche, shall / go or stay"
"Just as you please
"No. Just as somebody else pleases. Yes
or no2 And | forewarn you that yes
means great deal"
"How much does it mean now?" ques-
toned Blanche, half arehly, half timo-
rously.
Everything
"Then you may stay"
"My Blanche, my little white daisy ~ be
whispered, bending his stately head over
the slender hand that lay on the autumn
leaves. And Blanche felt that in the gold
en- stiffness OF that October dell she had
turned over new page in her life.
She was very happy, and ali that day
she seemed to be groping through the mys-
teries of dream. But with the morning
came other feelings. Alas! that shadow
world OF ours.
~ am not disposed to be unreasonable,
Blanche" said Gilbert in whisper, as he
arranged her white lace shawl for her amid
the merry tumult of the picnic ground,
"but think you have Waltzed quite often
enough with that puppy, Birmingham"
"Jealous already GilbertW tainted the
girl, flushed and rosy with the triumphs Of
her beauty and the irresistible instincts Of
coquetTy. She cOlOred crimson.
"Of course you will do as you please;
only | warn you, Blanche, it is a choice
between Birmingham and me. You daRce
with him at your own risk"
At that instant Walter Birmingham came
up, and respectfully asked, IF be could
have the pleasure Of polka with Mis-
Penroy |"
And Blanche, defiant and willful, and 4
little piqued, answered:
"Yes"
And she glided away with her PLUMP
hand on Birmingham's shoulder. Gilber
had no business TO be so unreasonable.
His grave, stern face, rather startled hel
as she came back to the rustic seat o
twisted bOughs, when the dance was fin
ished and Birmingham had gone to bring
her an iced lemonade.
colbert why do you look so cross !"
because ! have reason. am SOFT
that you pay SO little attention to M
wishes, Miss PenrOy"
'sYou are beginning to dictate rather to-
early, sir.n
Have not the right!1
"Nothing Of the SORT Mr.. Evering."
ssBe It SO, Blanche" he said in a voic
that betrayed how deep the arrow rankle
in bis bosom; Il give up the right, no'
and forever"
Blanche Yves startled. She would hav
said more, but Birmingham was advancin
toward her, and when she next had leisur
to look around, Gilbert was gone from be
side.
aWhat have I donef' she thought in ali
may. "pll see hlIa lhia evening and Goa
him into good humef 3nce more. He surel
cans b vexed 1t me ier an idle word Liz
that
Al, little Blanche, Il 4 rot TIE well sol
sidesad sentence that DIES ga the harm
the wesld; Il Is the idle word,
aSaeh 4 charming day as We have b.
Mrs. Trainer said Blanche, Is ahe can
up che steps Of the piazza, as smiling al
radiant Is II the worm Of remorse We're d
gnaWing at her heart.
Aghnf, 81 course, said the bloomA
matfoB, who was reading In an easy che
Endef he shadow Of the vines. "Bnt, y
seat Nr Evefipg away IN such hurry
esanf BIN eWayt
ssYes~~ BY the evening train. He car
homa. packed up bis tnings, and dro
away 81 Il there were n1a 4 mQmeat
foee. am very sorry. We shall miss 3
90 much
Blanche went slowly up s.1ifa aad I
n By her window, looking At toe pufi
Of the evening landscape "a ! i Es