The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-07-12

| hNUSio 40 NOty pOWSLtui, Ia
.t metz 5eTe are some flowers which,
on that alount, are hateful to me but
the jasmiH is not one Of them. I, too,
love it'd here her voice sank little
becausFt reminds me of my mother,
who usedIo wear it in her hair--my
pretty.moeer SO long ago. for was n
mere childThen she died.
| And Ee it,m said Thurs.cn, ferget-'
nag himsF for d moment, and forget.
ting whatsnanner Of woman this was
Wnose perpusly sweet voice sounded
then so pa9etic, "because 1t covered one
OF the pia4as of my old home, and it's
fragrance blngs back thousand memo
ries OF my Byhood." '5'
ut has tR same kind of association for
both of us d that case-and here is a
hedge overISn with It, Cut few sprays,
Colonel THrston. and then we will 20
back to heEouse."
Back TO ne house they went accord
ingiy, and, d,Swhen they re.entered the
drawing-roqi, they found it still unoc-
kThiiA is 9Ftanate /" said Agatha, 81
can put th finishing touches to my
toilet befcHf chs rest appear, and you
shall give ynr opinion oi the effect."'
She wal4d to u large mirror, and
stood for 1inute or two arranging the
flowers in hk hair; after which she fast
ened clustF in front of her dress, and
turned.
"Throw @en the window" she said,
and tell m9what you think of my ap-
pearance."
Thurston never forgot the picture
which was revealed to MIN 5Tiioil the
window wal thrown open and level
Hood OF sunfhine streamed in, filling the
room with golden mist. Surrounded
by this, as he old painters surrounded
the figure Off saint, Agatha stood dressed
las he kneH alrosi72 in black-light
draperies offulle and lace, with here and
there an atistic touch of amber, the
golden roseSwhich he had cut lying in q
cluster wh&e the corsage revealed the
white neck ,hnd crowning the soft masses
of her dark hair.
Involunt%ily the self-contained man
who dislikel and despised her, caught
his breath. II was vision of loyeliness
--heightenes by the accidents Of time
and place-alch as in all his life he had
never seen hsfore. He felt in every fibre
tnat this wohan was more than beautiful
that she was enchanting; and, forgetting
conventionalty, and all the rules which
govern social Intercourse between men
and women,i the truth sprang from his
lips:
""My Godf he said. "I can under.
stand now how you have worked such
mischiefp
The intense passion of his tone was moi
lost ou thefquick ears which listened
Shs a1vanct6 eagerly toward him, ano
paused-so near that he inhaled the fra.
grance of the roses which she wore, sc
nesr that be looked straight into tl;t
wonderful depths of her eyes.
why should you say thatF" she
asked. GAY least have never worked
mischief &c Ec.:. Es+cc.:"
"To me- E" he began, and stopped
| abruptly. No, it was impossible; be
could not mention Bertie's name with
the face which had been Be,.ie's undoine
gazing into hi6 own. Pardon n,e,n he
said, after q minute; s'my remark wa.
altogether lunjustifable. I should have
said that your toilet is admirably chosen
and does credit 70 your TASTE"
II am glad you like it." she said
changing her tone as entirely as he hat
changed his. "Now, TO repay you fol
your exertions in my behalf, I will make
you bouquet for your button-hoIe
See have kept this bud which yon GU
lest, and J. will make it up y.,lth you
favorite jasmine"
Which she did. One or two GLOSSY
dark-green leaves, the delicate colder
! rose, and two or three sprays Of starry
jasmine--these grouped together made
up the tiny bouquet.
"Is it not pretty 2" she said, holding i
out between her slender fingers. "Bnt i
must be tied together, and where shall
get bit of thread Ah! this will do.
She lifted her hand, and from Ion,
dark curl which fell on her shoulder
drew strand of hair.
II viii excuse you from quoting thu
beauty draws us with single hair,
she said, with laugh, as she wound thi
about the stems of the flowers, "but yo,
must understand hat it is nv own hal
MOI one bought from q hairdresser-
which have given you. Here is you
bouquet. Shall pin it in you. button
hole?" i, .Hi"
"ff you will be SO kind" said Thurston
who began TO comprehend her oiiec
very clearly now. "She wants to pla,
the same game with me which she ha
already player with Bertie," he thought
"Let her try--one failure, perhaps, viii
teach her ltsson." s
I Despite this penetration, however, h
could net keep his pulses from beatin,
moro quickly when sho drew near ant
slipped the bouquet into his button-hol
H:::aa g <ascSttaaTi;tty o7idei1t'y the result
long practice. Then she glanced in hi
face with q smile that made sven hia coo
head giddy for an Instant Z.
II hope you don't object to weaYin
my cOlors for one evening2" che said.
Whether or not he would have mad
the answer plainly demanded of him is
question of doubt, for at that niomer
Mrs. Jennings entered, and paused
transfixed with astonishment.
agatha, you down land Cousi
Philip n -
Miss Loring turned, CLINT of trump
in her laughing eyes, cadence of tr
umph in her quiet voice:
eyes, my dear Lacy, have been dow
some tinae-one'. c.laRiber is SO war
/ these afternoons land + found Colon,
a Thurston before me. We have been i
h the garden, and, since he kindly assiste
m me 10 gathur some roses Ior my toilet,
q have been sharing the ispoils with him
a $50 perceive" said Mrs., Je dning
ti.vefy significantly. ~aA,iansns s5nl0
y So others pefeeiyed; when the con
II pany gathered, and as iisunl Agatha wei
II in to dinner on Virien's arm. 1t chance
that Thurston was seated just opposit
{. and the creole's eye soon fell on the roI
4 in his button-hole. iiAni SIS la
- There appears to hnvo been son
n socc@lt sympathy between Colonel Thar
Il gton and yourself III the matter OF coli