The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-08-22
The Anti-Alonopollst.

and took the tray back to the kitchen.
fancied even the under servants looked
at me unspiciousiy, and hurried back to
my room.
1t was quite late when Miss Laura rose
almost dinner time, in fact. dressed
her hair, and was just putting on the fin
lshing touches when she spoke abruptly
Don't you think my cousin fne-look-
ing9'
"He is handsome, Miss Laura" l said
"The handsomest man ever saw
THAT'S the general verdict she re-
piled.
But added, eagerly, 81 don't like
his face; there are beautiful faces, I sup
pose. one cant like. Now, Mr. Walder-
on
"You surely don't call him handsome %
she said, with a soft laugh, that I did not
quite like; then in an undertone: "Hand-
some is that handsome GOES. Well poor
fellow! poor Philip' she added, with a
sigh that could not help resenting, and
fell into tit OF musing. Just before the
bell rang for dinner a servant came in
with note and great armful of water
lilies. How lovely they were! Their
fragrance filled the room.
In an instant Miss Laura's ewes were
81 arkling. She tore open the note with
eager fingers, read it once. twice smiled.
then came burst like sunshine over her
face.
''Oh, the sweet, sweet things!'' she
cried 1t an ecstasy. Il am so fond Of
them Poor Philip! poor Her voice
sank to a murmur. How could J think
otherwise than that note and flowers
came from her handsome cousin, as she
placed the lilies il q basin of water,
whele, with their lustrous leaves and
long. coiling stems, they formed a beauti
ful picture?
Philip came after dinner on the follow
ing day. \ bright, we'll dressed, elegant
and jubilant young conference.-the
change was great from Philip in a
slouched hat to Philip in all the glory of
fashionable suit His ease of manner,
grace, beauty of form, and merry laugh,
made him almost irresistible. l sat in
the little alcove leading from the general
sitting room, busy with some old lace
had been mending for Miss Laura, and
could see them both BIZ inclining my head
little. They were a glorious pair, but
it seemed to ne that Philip had no right
there-he was taking Mr.. Walderon s
place, and sudden jealousy sprang up
IN my heart, which changed almost to
terror when the door opened and the rec
tor of St. Paul's stood on the threshold
That same light that had come into her
face when she received the lilies flashed
over it again, for in the il erin I caught
one glance of her as she rose to meet MI
" alderon. fancied there was, also, a
timid, beseeching look in her sofc eyes as
she came forward, with outstretched hand
to meet him. But the rector advanced
slowly, and greeted Philip, TO whom he
was presented, courteously but colby
while Miss Laura divided her attentions
between the two, and Philip addressed
her with more than cousinly freedom
AS for myself, tried to tnlnk OF mani
fold excuses for my mistress. | would
not allow that the sweet girl at whose
shrine l worsniped was coquette; and
siill---at least SO it seem d to me, who
sat there under protest-her manner
grew co der and vet more distant toward
tie rector He seemed TO notice the
gradual alteration, for an hour had scarce
lv elapsed before he took his leave.
so that is Mr.. Walderon. the famous
rector of old St. Paul'sg' heard Philip
say when. he had gone.
Laura asked with something like eager
ness.
He must look imposing in his dra-
peries," Philip replied. "Well, there's
no accoun ting tor tastes
The speech seemed to sting her, for she
replied, in al altered vcic.:
''Thats what thought yesterday"
"Oh, come, now, Laura he said, don I
be hard on me. II you could have seen
Celeste in her tropic home. in her feecy
white musiins. her cheeks tinted with
the rich glow of health, you'd alter your
opinion. She is'not looking at all like
herself; in fact. this base climate is kill
ing her. Besides. her face depends upon
expression for its beauty, Such horrible
chills would make the best complexion
saIlow"
was all ears. Celestel who WAS Ce-
lestel Should listen unwittingly to
some secretf Was / fGrootren in M
corner2 Had better goa / felt retuc
tant to face them, having heard so much.
"Oh, didn't mean to depreciate her
Philip"
'Onlv to punish me for not appreciat
| ing your rector-was that itaN interrupt
ed Pnilip. with a laugh. But wha,
does man want of beauty and could
see his conscious face, and read the
vanity even in his voice
'-Suely-but Celeste is pretty, oil
course. and | hope she will be veil soon
poor little homesick stranger, I'm going
to send her some lilies that somebody sen;
me yesterdsy-part Of them. mean--she
came from a land of lilies Just where
did YOU find her, Philip
On the land of Barbafioes, In one O.
the coziest nests you can imagine. Poor
child don't doubt she longs for he:
naive wilds-the orange trees, the shade
sui bamboos. and her hammock / was
barbarian to covet her"
Il must see her Often" said Laura. Il
vii. 90 as ofte1 as car"
Thank you; you are so kind and
thoughtful. knew you would like the
poor little wife Sometimes T reurrach