The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-10-08
IRON the Indianapolis Sunday Sentinell
LILIES

Uuoily HcHuluS piece Vi rare Ola lace,
and stopping every other moment to ad-
nire beautiful boquet of early "valley
lilies" which lay in saucer of water on
the stand at her side, when, without cere-
nony, the door was pushed rudely open,
and Amy French, the spoiled daughter of
the house, dressed in the daintiest of walk
ing costumes, crossed the threshold.
al say, mamma sent me to tell you to
come right away and make some current
Jelly. Sarah is such blockhead about
but where did you get those lovely ILL.,
ies?"
"Give them to me, Ray-that's DEAR"
she cried. "They will just match my new
hces and pearls, which | have bought for
the Fairley's ball tonight 1t will be a
grand affair, and l am particularly desir-
Gus of looking my best"
"You can not have my lilies, Amy
They were sent to me by friend, and
will wear them myself tonight"
"You, indeed!' retorted Miss French
at is wholly absurd, Ray Leigh, to pre-
sumo to push yourself on the notice of
stylish. people like the Fairley's. Really,
You would quite ruin my chance as re-
CARDS that splendid fellow, Hugh Has
tings, think he sees quite enough Of
papa's poor relations, when YOU will per-
sist in going to service every afternoon
since his return. But, Ray, DO give me
the lilies, and YOU shall have my pink silk,
which Major Black spilled wine on at my
last reception"
But Ray shuts her small white teeth
firmly and shakes her head, when, flushed
with anger, the petted child of fortune
slams the door behind her, and rushes off
to find her mother, in whose indulgent
car she pours out her grievance.
"Never mind Amy dear" said Mrs.
French soothingly; "we will go down to
Tayler's and get YOU a bunch Of blossoms
equally as fine" But as fate would have
II, Tayer had sold out his last bunch of
valley lilies early that morning. and SO,
angry and dispirited to receive even SO
slight a disappointment Amy returned
home in the worst of humor, and met
Ray on her way upstairs.
"Amy," said she, putting out de-
aiming hand as that young lady was
brushing rudely by, II can not 60 to the
party tonight. ] burned my hands with
the jelly. You may wear my lilies, but
you must tell Mr.. Hastings why | gave
them away"
"Tell Mr. Hastings what?" calculated
Amy, with withering scorn, "Tell him
why I gave my lilies away repeated
Ray, with an omnous flush in her great
dark eyes, while the reddest of June
roses famed in her usually pale cheeks
Miss French arched her slender, pencil
ed brows, and felt very much like giving
vent to all the contemptuous scorn she
felt for the "deluded FOOL" as she mental
ly called Ray; but that warning flash ii
the girls eyes, checked the words, anc
contenting herself with an ungracious de
mand for the lilies to be sent up to hel
room, she passed on up the softly carpetee
stairs.
Under the gaslight, in Mrs. Fairleys
gilded parlors, Amy French looked :
very dream ofloveiness in her white lace
pearls, with the bunch of valley lille
fastened at her exquisite throat She has
tried desperately to interest Hugh Has
tings, who has looked cold and dis
traught ever since her never too truthfu
lips had cleverly given him to understand
that Ray had stayed at home by her owl
expressed desire, and he called to minc
the tender words in his note accompany
ing the flowers:
"Darling, ifyou can give me any hope
do not fail to come 10 the party to-nigh
and wear these lilies"
This was all, and how had she receive'
MS advances9 She not only willingly alb
sented herself from the ball, but had act
ually given his beautiful little love.toke
to another; and Hugh Hastings thinks S
much of this double slight which tn
girl he loved had placed upon him tina
man-like, in fit of pique, he makes hin
self SO suggestively agreeable to Amy.
And she, in turn, warns up into sue
fascinating beauty, and looks up at hil
with. her sleepy blue eyes, that always IT
minds one Of languid violets, with sue
childish naivette that he is just tempted
say the words which will separate hin
forever from that pure lilly Of his hear
sweet Ray Leigh, when Major Blac
comes hurriedly toward them, and claim
Miss. French for the German. Som
how, Mr.. Hastings does not feel annoyt
at the interruption, but is rather impres
ed with sense of relief, ard strolls lei
urely out into the brightly-illuminatt
grounds, and there meets Judge 'Frenc