The Republican journal., 1874-09-17
An Unconventional Girl,

his coffee, glanclng now and then at the
morning paper beside his plate, and listen
ing IN not very polite attention to the re-
marks vouchsafed by his aunt from the
opposite side of the table.
College days, medical lectures, and
clinics were over him. He had wandered
through European hospitals, praclised
enough to attain requisite skill and nerve
IN handling scaplel, and learned enough
OF Natures philosophy to refrain from
| drugglng his patients to death. He wish
ed leisure now for study more than he de-
| sired extensive practice, and therefore he
came back to the old homestead, beauttied
the neglected grounds, decorated the long
closed rooms, built conservatory which
should open with wide doors from his own
| especlai sanctum, installed Aunt Rachel"
as housekeeper, and announced himself,
ny modes! door-pate AS ready for surgi-
cal calls
| AL the house warming all Ashland had
eagerly assisted, whence it was well
knoWh that the furnishing was elegant,
ana many longing wishes to reign in the
| mansion As mistress filled the heads OF
aspiring damsels But Dr. Deane uni
lolmly polite to everybody, showed no
marked preferences, and when invited to
! parties managed either TO avoid attending
or else to be only Aunt Rachels escort
So the signing damsels turned their hopes
| III other directions.
All his life Dr. Reginald had dreamed
OF home that should be sweet and he
lancled the wife who should sit opposite
10 NM at table and tiresidc but he hated
care and responsibility, and thought to
| gam the home by establishing Aunt Rachel
where wife would have perhaps given
more pleasure, to be sure, but she would
demand too much time and attention, he
selflshlN thought. Six months had gone
very smoothly, Yet he was conscious that
| despite It's luxury, his home WAS incom-
plete.
All ths was vaguely passing through
l'r. Reginald's mind while he slipped his
coffee and listened absemtly to the lady
opposite.
The Marston's have ronle home" her
last remark, elected a little closer atten-
ton and a definite reply
"lndeed Well, we must call at once
Fred IS very agreeable fellow; Mrs.
Marston the most perfectly well-bred
woman ever saw. and Miss June-the
mischief? Why, she must be a Young
lady. I'm half sorry for that, | used to
have great rOmps with her"
Aunt Rachel 5 lip curled; in her esti-
mate OF feminine attractions romping had
no place, and the tone in which the Doctor
was answered was as Wintrv As the No
| Vember air outside
Miss Marston is not in the least like
her mother can hardly conceive how
| 1t has been possible, under such training
/ ht - hp MT .iy
| she is
Have you seen them >" asked the Doc
Yes; l met them yesterday at my
dressmaker's, and positively Miss Mars
tom shocked me by her queer ways She
| is so unconventional Y
| Indeed !" in a quiZzical tone came
! from under the brown noustache opposite,
while the mouth behind ii clmled with a
derisiye, incredulous smile.
'les, said Aunt Rachel unheeung the
tone; ''she came in to Madame Foy's, and
while She was sitting there the Madame
called one of the girls from the work room
1t was Mary Niles, whose mother was
June's old nurse. Mrs Marston was Civ
ing directions about her daughters dress
but that young lady rushed toward the
work girl flung her arms round her, anC
actually kissed her before us all Mrs
Marston looked extremely annoyed, anC
Madame sent the girl from the room al
once" Aunt Rachel waxed warm with
Indignation, but all the sympathy she re
celved was a quiet
Pardon me but fail to see any dread
tul indecorumn
why, Reginald, No young lady o
any dignity would fail to forget her socia
position SO far as to do sach a thing
My plants need tumigating | think,
: he muttered; SO he wandered among hi
treasures iora an hour, lifting their delicats
leaves and blowing among them the pret
ty blue rings which are a smokers pei
achievement, and thinking thus:
",june It's a pretty name. | wonder
if it brings summer sunlight to the owner;
| shall like to see a young girl who doe.
: not try to be prim. If Miss June dare as
sulne any stiffness III remind her of sun
dry episodes at Vevay, before her dresses
grew long; remember her laugh in those
days; it was living music, and-really-
wouldn't sound badly floating through thi;
dull old house now. Pshawn - and the
unfinished cigar was flung away impatient
ly. ''d better let well enough alone
: Aunt Rachel does nicely in spite OF hel
pressing, and when | need other society
can seek it, These flowers are growing
beautifully Wonder if they would dc
better if June were always here2'
But all this was very ridiculous; SO Tho
Doctor drew on his gloves, nodded good
bye to Aunt Rachel at the top of the stair
case, and sauntered down the street.
Looking in at the post office, he encoun
| aVphqnGad haa ut o.
greetings, and Fred's house being neares
the two friends went thither Opening
the hall door, a long, ripping merry laugh
was their first welcome tor June hersel
was having a grand frolic with two little
ones, who were busy at "hide The hand!ser
chief" in the long hall
"Oh, Fred! !" she began; then, spying
his companion, started. flushed. theI
beamed with positive delight, and sprang
impulsively forward.
Mr. Deane! | am very glad to mee
you again but you see I'm not a bit more
proper than | used to be-
Mrs. Marston came with her pleasant
recognition and the friends chatted gayly
OF the days that were gone, of days now
present, and then commenced plans fol
long evenings; into all of which Mrs
Marston entered with dignifed interest
remarking at last that she had met Mis-:
Deane.
: Here June interrupted -"And, Oh, Doe
, tor! Miss Rachel said you had quantitie.
! of smilaX. We can't get it here, and
J want some so much F! Mayn't l come beg
ging?"
, ''June!" began Mrs. Marston severely
and then added: "Dr Deane, 1t is no
| my fault hut Juna will always act liE q ar
impulsive child | wish she would con
J troll herself
June blushed, the Doctor felt uncom
| Portable, and Fred audaciously whistled
7 going over to pinch his s'ter's cheeks
and answering, "It's no use, mother
June will be June, and you can't make
November OF her. Reg doesn't mind I'm
l sure"
I The tall doctor arose, aging:
81 shall be delighted to send TO you any
plants you may like, if you will come now
and then and see my treasures. You viii
do so, won't you ?'