The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1877-10-18
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My story opens tho brightest Of June
mornings upon the little city of Axline,
TRANQUILITY glRtelfng fn The green and
white on the shores OF Lake Michigan.
From the steamers which glided quietly
by, eight or ten miles off shore, Airline
was aaTniig fi saAmeI heet in ':oasisi
made f6r HAPPY iidlers, Of which tired city
passengers could treasure up only fitting
glimpses for future sighs and dreams. A
nearer approach but confirmed this rather
idealsimpression!, 1o'The busiest part Of
Airline was one broad street, up which
swept the unbroken lake breezes, and
whore the ~pessers- BY could be, counted
on ones an1ers|at any hour Of the day.
The rest of,the place was so empowered
in trees That it more nearly resembled /
grove than town. Even tho quiet little.
river-whose arbitrary twisting, drew a
very satisfactory; line between aristocratic
and plebeiah Arline-bore it's country lilies
to the last bridge that spanned it's shall
low current before it lost its sleepy iden-
tity in the,lake. ja>1,ti~, 49,.
Despite, the forbidd,ng shades, the ir-
rcpressiblc rsunbcams sailed. into the
most gueyded -n0pk4 Peihaps their rash
est adventure was a:surreptitious entrance
into the chamber of Miss Helen Marlette
through breach in the maple boughs
and blind carelessly left aslant. With
charactssis<tiic presumption they flung =
golden ladder upon the wall above the
sleeping ladys head, then slowly Slipped
downward. The warm bars fell at length
upon her uncoiled hair-so black that it
did not give forth even tawny lustrc-
and one tiny line slid athwart the hand
soonest nose insArline. Upon this the
lady suddlnlv' Enclosed her eyes: and
stared Wildly at@the ceiling. Then=the
bedroom door breezily opened, and a
young lady with wide blue eyes and a
much-befrizzeds blonde head burst into
the room. -
cousin : Helen! Not up. YETI. Why I
was dressed two hours ago, waiting to
see ThltssAE. Simmons said about the
party in the morning paper. I made, my
self as charming as possible to him Hast
night, though ! was dying all the time to
be withssOmebo else; But I've .rcaped
my reward O, he gave me such puff!
By this time the blonde was critically
examining the back Of her dress in the
mirror. ~:
"Helen," she Continued, I knew my
dress was success because the moment
Jennie Barrett saw me she collapsed and
looked like the melancholy days the rest
Of the evening. What a jealous DISPOSE
ton that girl has! I forgot to say that
you were e1tolled as usual; but you have
been to so many parties, I suppose you
don't care as much about it as I do, jstry.
ing the effect of q white rose in her hair.
allow late is it, Saxie9" Helen asked,
following the girls quick movements
with an amused look; land why so much
elegance 50 early in the morningg'
'That's what came to tell you about.
Mamma has invited Ernest Houston to
dinner, and you'd meyer in the world
guess who's coming with him. That
queer brother Of his, who went off to the
cannibals seven years ago:''-
"What, Fred Houston?"
"Yes; he came last night. l suppose
I'll have to talk to him, as Ernest IS SO
devoted to ;yon. Its not early; either.
You'd better come down stairs right away
or they'll be here before you have time
for breakfast. Au reroir"
The door closed, and suddenly ID Pen:
ed. - - tsssa -, ssssaas ssss,.s
"Hclen, don't wear blue this morning
because I have it on. Why don't you put
on yoqf Fbf@yith scarlet rosef sIts 80
becom{hg! 8, always hated missiona-
ries, and know we'll quarrel. If he is
my second cousin, I'll not call him Fred,
but Mr.. Houston. I'll keep him at dis
lance" And the blue -rufflcs again
whirled out.
Before saxie's slippers had ceased to
patter on the broad old stairs, Helen Mar
al light hi grdS eyes: III sooth, the
queer brother" SO lightly mentioned,
had once filled that remotest corner Of Miss
Marlette's affections known as ''first* love, u
and to meet ones first love after stormy
parting and separation Of seven years is
enough to stir the calmest blood. Not
that she dreamed Of renewing that. early
folly. The idea OF Helen Marlette' mar
rying-well, not exactly missionary to
the cannibals, but the assistant of an
Episcopal bishop in the Falkland Islands
Absurd! What if she once had shed some
very c'ttel tears, naa nlgntly Kissed and
HIye .af III S s1 tace ~, = certain
Ss;a!5 ~ ,oo1, .o. lf1' eyes long, since
a;rt.;;e eno 'I Isne los!, anu uanqmpered
fancv' Nov M 9at Repl .;1
loglcaily, '" Is the greatest step In wom-
ans life. Love is q mad caprice. To
leave rnarriaoa IL ,ovo - <ha-,f.,. -
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leave tho greatest step in a womans life