The Benton record. [volume] (Benton, M.T. [Mont.]) 1875-1879, 1879-11-07

bedroom, a tiny, three cornered
Jusiy mending a piece of rare old
and stopping every other moment
,mire a beautiful boquet of early
lev Jflics' which lay in a saucer of
on her stand at her side, when,
hut ceremony, the door was pushed
l. open and Amy French, the spoiled
ftcr of the house, dressed in the
test Of walking costumes, crossed the
hoId,
.say. mamma sent me to tell you to
right away and make some current
Sarah is such a blockhead about
where did you get those lovely ill
live them to me, Ray-that's a dear.
will just match my new laces and
s, which l have bought for the
Lewis ball tonight. 1t will be a
b affair, and l am particularly
bus to look my best"
5u can not have my lilies, Amy, they
sent to me by a friend, and l will
them myself to night"
kou, indeed !" retorted MISS French
{ wholly absurd, Bay Leigh, to pre-
! to push yourself on the notice OF
.styash people like the Fairley's.
ILy you would quite ruin my chances
gards that splendid fellow, Hugh
fngs. | think he sees quite enough
Apas poor relation, when you wall
b. in going to service every afternoon
his return. But, Ray, doagive me the
8aaa you shall have my pink silk
b Major Black spilled wine on at my
ecepuOn."
lat Ray shuts her small white teeth
ly ana shakes her head when, flushed
Ianger, the petted child Of fortune
B the door and rushes off to fnd her
Ger, III whose inuulgent ear she pours
per grievance.
ever mind, Amy, DEAR" said Mrs.
c1, sootnlngly, I'VE will go down to
pr's and get you bunch of roses
ly as fine. But as fate would have
EyIor had sold out his last bunch OF
that morning and so angry and
rIed to receive even so slight a
Ppointment, Amy returned home in
Forst OF humor, and lnet Ray Oh her
Iup-stairs.
Rmy," Said she, putting out detaln-
and as that young lady was rudely
ping by, II can not go to the party
ghL burned my hands with the
You may Wear my lilies, but you
teLl Mr.. Hastings why | gave them
|"
feII Mr.. Hastings what?" calculated
with withering scorn. "TelI him
gave my lilies away" repeated
ksth an ominous flush in her great
geyes, while the reddest Of June
Rdamed in her usually pale cheeks.
French arched her slender, penclLed
n and felt very much like giyiuo
10 all the contemptuous scorn she felt
IL "deuded tooI," as she mentally
Ray but that warning fash in the
Reye, checked the words, and con
hg herself with All ungracious de-
tor the lilies TO be sent up to her
she passed on up the softly carpet
Rirs.
fder the gasligAt, in Mr, Fairley's
4 parlors, Amy French looked
lream of ld4eliness in her white
pearls, with the bunch Of valley
fastened at her exquisite throat.
8as tried desperately to interest Hugh
fngs, who has looked cold and
Fught ever since her never too
Ful lips had cleverly given him to
Fstand that Ray had staid home by
fwn expressed desire, and he called
find the tender words in his note
Ppanying the flowers
Harling, if you can give me any hope,
It fail to come to the party tonight
year these lilies"
was all, and how had she received
Pvances She not only willingly
Pied herself from the ball, but had
lily given his beautiful little love
to another and Hugh Hastings
50 much Of this double slight
the girl be loved had placed upon
Pat, man like, ii . fit Of pique, he
himself suggesuvely agreeable 70
she, IN turn, warns up into such
1eang beauty, and looks at him