Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1873-01-11


golden-throated pansy, and was about
adding it to her collection. Julia tossed
it to her friend. EDO you know, dear
that pansies are my favorite flowers :?
you remember julie those lines in
Maud
"My dust would hear her and beat,
Had lain for century dead?
Would start and tremble under her feet,
And blossom in purple and rcd.'
ct have thought if it had been me,
I should have blossomed in purple pan
sizes; apropos, that mystical old Tenny-
son has written some good things,
julie"
"Of course he has my fair Rosamond,
and it would be rank heresy to say
that he has not, but see, is hot this
pretty?" and Julia held held up the
completed boquet. "I am going to
put it into the spring to keep it fresh
till we go home," and she ran lightly
down to the spring that bubbled out
from the side of the hill, where it trick
led down, and formed little 'rivulet.
Soon she came back singing, "He has
gone where the woodbine twiheth, With
the vine on the ivied WALL"
81 say, Jule,' said Rose, breaking
abruptly into the song, II wish old
Colby had gone where the woodbine
twineth before he ever set eyes on me. :"
Why, you wicked girl, to wish for
the death of a fellow mortal" Rose
Carey, I'm astonished at you" And
the merry julie drew down the corners
of her cherry mouth in look of mock
gravity.
81 do not wish for the death of any
one, julie, but if the Good Being of
His infinite wisdom should call the
Hon. Jonas Colby from his earthly la
bors, I promise you I should not mur-
muir at the inscrutable ways of Provi-
dence."
Julia laughed. "But seriously,
Rosie, are they still prosecuting you
about the ancient beau?"
eyes, they are, and what is more,
the despicable old pig will be here in n
few days, and papa says must receive
him as my future husband. Ush,"
with look of intense disgust, as if
I ever would call that old conglomerate
mass of adipose tissue lord and mas
ter"
"Wcll, no, should think not. Dick
Fenton would have something to say to
that-eh, Rosie ?"
"Rose, Sister Rose, where are you ?"
And Fanny Carey came bounding along
the path. Rosie" she cried, as soon
as she saw the girls, mamma says you
must come home immediately-some
one is there"
"Who is it, pet, any one I care to
see ?"
Fanny's eyes twinkled with mischief.
" Guess" she said.
ooh, my prophetic soul, not old
Colby ?"
"But it is, though, and you'd better
hurry" said Miss Fanny as she ran
away.
Poor Rose looked ready to cry.
"Was anything so vexatious9 was
to have gone to the island with Dick
this evening, and now I suppose I shall
have to stay at home and entertain Mr..
Colby. But will not do it," she said
defantly, getting up and preparing to
go home. "Ill circumvent them vet,
see if I don't"
"Well, success to you, ma petite
Rosie" called out the gay Julia, who
having no love affairs of her own. could
afford to he interested in her friends.
why, Rose, where have you been ?"
said Mrs. Carey when the delinquent
appeared in the kitchen. "I do wish
you had a little more dignity, and
would quit racing over the country in
the way you do. You're always away
when you're wanted" The good wo-
man was setting the table, and bring
ing out the best silver to do honor to
the distinguished guest.
Rose did not look in the least pen
itent as she started up the back stair
way. .-.
y" Rose," called her mother, IT sup
pose Fanny told you that Mr.. Colby
was here2" Rose made little grimace.
-" Hurry and dress and come down, and
mind you treat Mr.. Colby with becom-
ing and proper respect, though what
such a staid, dign;fed man as he
is can want Of such giddy thing as