Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1878-05-04

not wont to suffer In silence or uncOmplain-
iag should fes have terrible mnps d
was a hideous and unbearable burden
saw through the front window lady go by,
wearing seal skiing saelue. L could not think
yes, it was Susan. She mad the seal skin
sacque which she had so long coveted. Some
people were born to good luck. Heaven FORBID
any injustice on my part, o. useless repining
at the ways OF Providence, but 1t did seem
hard that Susan should have everything. To
crown ALL / saw somebody else pass my win
dow. 1t was James brother john with lovely
bunch of viOletS in his hand. He was only
few rods behind Susan; he would soon Ovef-
take her, and give her the vio.ets, with some
membered, were a washed out blue. Then
they would go in to one OF James appetizing
little lunches, while i and poor little Howard
would SIT S down 10 crust and the end of il
hand, while l. Well, | must go about my
sweeping right straight away.
Which did at once. But the salt and bitter
layed the dust of my dining -TOom. didn't
care for anything so much as my little How
ards disappointment. How could confess to
meat to be devOured by that green-eyed mOu-
ster? He would kick and cry ana refuse to be
cOmforted, and should be most miserable.
While the tears were falling like rain upon
my broom, a big shadow doomed up at the
door, and there stood James brother John,
with the bunch of vi0lets still in one and, and
Il Duncn vi tuy me III the OLncF. i turned my
ear-stained face away from him. and held out
my hand for the thyme. was sorry to seem
so ridiculous. OF course Jane had told him
all about his mistake, and he had come to
mind, but go back again to Susan, but he held
my hand tight in his own, and put into my fin
gers the pretty flowers, looking down into my
face with world of tender inquiry as to its
forlOrn and woe begone condition.
"TbeSe blossoms will serve to garniSh your
Sunday dinner" he said, '.in which | have
become strangely Interested, and could not
forbear bringing you the thyme which you LETT
behind YOU"
1T is useless said, smiling dolefully:
1.-The green-eyed monster has spoiled ALL
An he said. his face suddenly brighten
ing, lis that the trouble? Bless your WON IN y
little SOUL how love your frank generosity.
How sweet 1t is to hear something straight
from the heart, without affectation or sham!
All, believe me, you have nothing to dread
from the green-eyed monster
knew from the tenderness of his voice and
manner he thought | meant that was jealous
of Susan, and l felt the hot blood rush up 20
the frill of my busting cap. l wanted to tell
him it was only green-eyed cat, and faltered
out that he had made mistake; bat he broke
Yes, know there is some little mistake
about the relationship. Jane has told me that
instead OF being something to order, that you
are the other thing; but the main thing is that
you are the one woman in the world for me-.
| never saw anybody in my lfe-at least that
Isl mean-Slnce-"
ing. doubtless, of Belinda. 1 was sorry So sen.
SitlVe and loyal a nature should be thrown
away upon Susan, whom knew 10 be cold a nj
calculating, thinking more of her mprtga re
than the human heart, but l could not be
treacherOuS and base.
- am sorry" | said-for frankness was a
part OF my nature, and heaven knows was
sorry to my hearts core but cannot inter
fere with the plans of your sister Jane. know
that she is only my brother in-law's brothers
wife"
Oh" cried James brother john won't
you please make the relationship simpler
one? See what mischief it has done already.
l shall love nobody but you'll shall marry no.
body but you
And all at once, while my hand was still
close in his own, and the viOletS were drOOp-
ing from beneath the warm h of both. who
should burst in upon us but his sister Jane!
Her face was tiustered, but not very wrath
ful. and she seemed rather pleased han other
wise at the tableau before her. For good
ness sake. john" she said, when you come
back to the house don't say a word to Susan
She engaged to the Baptist minister. Ineyer
liked the looks of tine man myself and wouldn't
want to marry anybody with such an ugly
SQulnt in his eye: but he holds Susan's mort
gage, and if he looked seven ways to the moon,
she wouldn't care. SO perhaps it's better as i:
is"
I'm sure it's ever so much better as it is, -
said James brother Holm