The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1877-01-05
Se'erf Story.
PINK CORALS.
BY EMMA JONES.

BY EMMA JONES.
Janet stood in the glow of the Sep
tember sunset, and watched the hand
some carriage as it rolled away. he'
brown eyes like stars, a fluslr in her
cheeks as vivid as her heart in the sum-
iner roses that grow along the hedge.
ID VII lhe little, winding footpatl
leading from the bold spur on which
tie parish church stood came he,
father, :he rector of St Ives. The girl
saw him, and tie pretty carration il.
her cheeks deepened. Tossing aside
the dainty bit of embroidery she hac
she ran TO meet him.
"Oh, papa." she cried, catching hin
by both hands, II am so glad You
have comei"
Mr. Arbuthnot bent dcwn aid kiss
ed the excited young face. She was
bis only daughter by bis fair young
wife, who had died in the bloom of
sweet womanhood, and lay buried ~
there in the little churchyard, on th'
green slope that looked westward e
the Blue Ridge; for our story is stor,
of the Old Dominion.
We'll, my little one, what has hap
pened?' he asked, reading the innocent
face at glance. ''There's something
wonderful to tell me, l see. What il
itl'
Blushing and dimpling, Janet point
ed toward the carriage, which was en-
teIing the park. gate at Hardwicke
Hall, the great place OF the neighbor
hood.
They've only gone few minutes
since. papa" she said, her voice trem
ulous with happy excitement. "Eu
gene Hardwicke and Lillian. They
made me a long visit, and brought me
some lovely hot house flowers. And,
oh, papa, MIS-. Hardwicke gives a
all on the 10th, and Lillian came to
invite me- May go?'
The old rector sighed, as lie caressed
the bright young head. If only he
could see his way clearly! Eugene
Hardwicke was fine, handsome young
man, and Tor some time had been quite
devoted to Janet. Every other night
found him at the quiet old rectory, and
Janet was growing interested i'll him
and learning to watch eagerly FOR his
coming. If the young man was sincere
ia his intentions, it would be fine
match for Janet, but young men, as
rule, were tickle, and the match was
really too great one to hope for ever,
for Janet.
Papa, may l go?'
MY little girl, l am at loss what
to say. Hardwicke Hall is a grand
place, and there'll b. a great many
grand folks ar the hall. Hadn't my
little brown eyed wren better stay at
! home ia her secure nest?"
"Ob, papa, only for once. l never
was at "a ball in NY life. But ! cal
dance quite well, for Mrs. Hardwicke
said so herself when l danced a. the
May party. And, papa. I've saved
ever so muc,i money from my embroid-
cry. Why Margery's got the silver
punch bowl almost full of pennies and
nickels, and / earned every bit Of it.
May get nice white muslin, and
trim il with mammals wonderful ole
lace? And oh, papa, may l get that
set nt sink corals We saw at nIarti..;d'.
in town to- other day
Mr.. Arbuthnot had never denied his
daughter pleasure in her life. and LIE
could not deny her now.
"Yes, Janet, you may go to the ball, -
he said. "You are a good industrious
Child, and cannot find il in my heart
to spoil your pleasure.
Janet kissed him in rapturous de-
light and few back to the house, to
tell Margery. the housekeeper, the
news, and to count over her precious
earnings.
There's just enough. Miss Janet, ="
said the old woman when the contents
of the silver howl were counted, 'just
enough to buy muslin, and some rose
ribbons, and the pink corals. Well
go down on Wednesday and get them /;
and I'll get Mrs Pettigrew to come and
help US with the fiounces And won't
my birdie look sweet There1l not
be grand lady at the Hall one half SO
pretty"
/ Janet could almost have cried in her
innocent delight When ths sun was
down, and twilight fell over the quaint
old house, she went up the bill to the
church yard as was her custom. Mid
way the ascent a tall figure Joined her
SIS it you, Janet2"
"Yes, Mr.. Hardwicke, it is J. "
] He took her hand and drew it under
his arm.
81 came down to know what your
father said, Janet. Are you coming to
1 the ball2'
"Yss, Mr. Hardwicke, papa says
may"
'sAh, that's delightful, Lillian wants
YOU and so does my mother, and I'm
Tonaf "