Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1870-01-01
Gales aud Sktttl,es.
JULlET'S COURAGE.
BY ANY RANDOLPH.

the little pool, along the shining beach in
to drops OF gold. Far off, against the
horizon, the great sea seemed to melt i'm
peIceptibly into liquid western fire; while
here and there IL white sail CLEANED up
man. mark written on the pages of the
deep.
! YES, its very NICE said little Mr.
Elton. plaintively. as she sat on the long,
! low piazza of the hotel, swinging gipsy
hat by It's broad white ribbons, '.but |
should have preferred some inland place
for the summer. You see, am never at
ease about the children, and Mr.. Elton
/ comes down only once week"
Your brother seems to enjoy the sea-
/ shore very much" said Mrs Dorsey rather
roguishly. Il think | never saw Mr..
Seville in better spirits"
"Oh that is because Miss Chaloner is
here" said the matron. curving her lip a
little superclionsly. "IIe is so absurdly
infatuated about Juliet Chaloner!"
II think she is a lovely girl" said Mrs
/ Dorsey, quietly wondering within herself
: why it was that sisters were never willing
! to:tcknowledge the merits of their brothe .s'
/ fo8cets.
Lovely? o, yes. suppose she is love-
ly enough, only never did fancy that
blue-eyed, flaxen-hared style of beauty
"Mr. Seville does. it seems
My dear, didn't tell you that Clarence
was completely intatuatede don't sup
pose he would be willing to own that she
had a fault in the world did talk to him
| seriously, one time, about those coquetish
little airs and graces of hers, but saw at
once that | might as well have talked to
the wind. You see. | think she is dis
l D.,I l. Il H., I.
often are and then she is such an egregi-
Gus coward -
"IIow do you P" questioned Mrs.
! Dorsey, rather amused.
"She won't go out on horseback, because
she is so afraid of being thrown she won't
ride, lest she should be run away with
she is terrified out OF her senses at the ap-
partition of Il mouse and wish that YOU
had heard her scream the other.day, when
a spider dropped on her bonnet I've nc
patience with such miserablv balanced
character
Mrs. Dorsey smiled.
Perhaps it is only little bit of girlsf
atl'ectation
NO, it is not; she actually is afraid
! Goodness knows how Clarence will ever &c
through HE with such IL silly little coward
as Juliet Chaloner. take every oppowu.
nifty of showing my disapproval of the en-
gagement, but of course my thoughts and
feelings go for nothing"
"Ihere she comes now, with Your child
rem clinging around her" said Mrs. Dor
| sey, glancing around the path that led 10
the sea beach They certainly appear to
be very fond of her
! Yes, returned Mr.. Elton, mdifferentlv
| ''she mas ii way of winning chidren's nj.
fections. believe
AS Juliet Chaloner came up the broad
path. her slight figure darkly outlined
against the fiery gold of the sunset, seemed
something ETHEREAL and intangible TO Mrs.
Dorsey. She was slight and small, with
transparent white roses floating around
her, and long loose curls of paid gold,
while the faint tinge of rose in her per-
iectly rounded cheeks, and the scarlet ripe
ness of her lips, supplied the deficiency OF
color that would otherwise have been per
ceptible. But the eyes, perhaps, We're the
most noticeable feature of her beauty.
Large and blue with sort of inward light
sparkling through their irises. that melted
sometimes into velvety blackness, there
was an expression in them that was too
subtle and charming for description. You
1 felt 1t. yet you could not define its en-
chantment.
One little one clung to her skirts, one
held her hand. and two OF three skipped
along in front of her as she neared the
piazza. Yes, Juliet had the gift OF charm
ing children in rare degree, and Mrs.
Elton's small offspring considered Miss
Chaloncr little short OF the white winged
parfections they read about in their sun
day-school books.
"Mamna mamma" piped out little
Hubert, chubby-cheeked rogue OF seven
summers, Miss Chaloner has promised to
go to Blyden's Point with us tomorrow
where the little twisted shells grow, YOU
know. !"
"And, mammal interrupted Rosa, all
flushed and breathless, you'll go with us,
won't you? for Miss Chaoner says you
can find those starfsh for your aquarium =
"Don't talk so loud, children, said Mrs.
Elton pettishly. Dear me, how dreadtully
sunburned you all are. Do go in and gel
on something fit to be seen. I'm afraid
you've found them very noisy and trouble
some, Miss Chaioncr."
"Not at all," said Juliet pleasantly
"fm very fond of children, you know.
And really think, Mrs. Elton, you would
find it very pleasant walk to Blyden's
Point"
THANK you,H said the matron, stiilly.
at would be altogether too far"
Then, mi mma," urged Harry Elton, a
manly boy of fourteen, "let me row you
and Rosa and Hubert in the boat, and Miss
4 Chaloner will walk with the Others"
"lll think of it," said Mrs. Elton "only
ifAiss Chaloner should chance to encounter
a spider or a field mouse by the road.
won't answer for the consequences"
Juliet laughed, but colored, heverthe-
less; her constitutional nervousness was
rather a sensitive point in her character
81 was telling Clarence of your dainty
little Mysteries" went on Mr. Elton, with
polite malice. ''lf there's anyth ng Clar-
ence respects. it is common sense and
courage"
Juliet went into the house without re-
plying, but the heightened spot of color OH
either cheek showed that the skillfuIlv di-
reeted arrow had reached the mark.
Does Claren-e belive am q coward ?
or does he believe me guilty of atiecta-
.;o,, o., sba tlou rht with tparS han riuU IN,