Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1880-03-03
With Golden Locks.

There she is, Frank" eagerly exclaimed
Guy Everett. ''Did you ever see anything
so lovely beforel"
''Indeed. no., answered his companion.
Take me up and introduce me. / will
promise not to become rival, but to aid
you, if l can
The introduction was soon effected, and
Mr.. Maynard asked permission to dance
with Miss Graham, which permission was
gracefully accorded.
They soon became friends, and when af-
ter awhile, Blanche Graham was claimed
by another partner, Frank left her with re-
gret, and betook himself to his friend, Guy
Everett.
As the two young men walked home that
night, leisurely smoking their cigars, and
admiring the moon, which spread its soft
light around them, Frank drew from Guy
the story of his love for Miss Graham
.'She is very beautiful, you know, Frank,
and from the first time | saw her, my heart
was hers. You know l never cared much
for the ladies; but having once looked on
her face, l could think Of nothing else.
Like fool, | wrote and offered myself.
She returned me very civil but cold re
ply, 10 the effect that she thought my ac-
quaintaince with her hardly warranted my
having proposed, but that as had done so,
she could but give me positive answer in
the negative. OF course there is no chance
for me now, and might as well give up
trying to win her affection"
.'Give up. Indeed would do no such
thing, Faint heart &c, you know.
Just let Inc try my hand for you, aud bet
! will have the fair one vanquished ere
long"
FRY your handl Why you scarcely
know her; and besides, you would be GER
tain 10 fall in love with her yourself, if You
did know her; so there's 10 use talking
about it."
Guy, here's my hand-and | promise
you that not only viii l not fall in love
with Miss Graham, but viii DO all in my
power to promote your interest Old
friend, you can trust me, can you mott"
Tie young men looked AT one another
for moment and then with hearty grip
of their hands, separated.
And Frank Maynard was as true as his
word. He called frequently on Miss Gra-
ham, and soon became one Of her special
friends. On all occasions he spoke of his
friend in the highest terms, and took every
opportunity of praising him, until at last
Blanche thought that she had undervalued
Mr.. Everett, and that perhaps she had
made mistake IN discarding him.
So easily influenced was she by Frank
Maynard's words
The summer months Blanche usually
spent among the Welsh mountains, where
she enjoyed the pleasure of riding on horse
back to her hearts content. A splendid
horsewoman she was; and the inhabitants
of the village would open their eyes many
a summer evening to see this vision of beau
ty dashing through their quiet streets, her
blue riding habit contrasting well with the
shower OF golden hair falling far down her
shoulders, and lovingly caressed by the set
ting sun, as if his rays were 10th to part
anything so bright and beautiful.
Generally she was attended by groom;
but occasionally it happened that she pre-
ferred riding alone, when putting her
sketch book and pencil in her pocket. she
would choose quiet spot among the hills,
where undisturbed she could copy some OF
the beauties so lavishly displayed around
her.
One day, after solitary ride ofthis kind,
she was passing through the village, when
her horse suddenly took fright and plunged
violently. He would soon have become
unmanageable. and undoubtedly she would
have been thrown, but for the strong hand
of a man who at that moment appeared,
and catching the bride, after short strug-
gle with the frightened animal, succeeded
III CALMING Hill
As Blanche recognized Frank Maynard,
she extended her hand, and said in low
voice
'.Mr. Maynard, you may have saved my
life, ard heaven knows how grateful l am.
Accept my warmest thanks for the service
YOU have reno ered me, and if there is any
thing can do for you, do not hesitate to
call upon me.
Frank answered her in few words, and
SAYING he would see her in the evening,
raised lis hat and left her. Blanche rode
slowly bomeward. Was she thinking of
Frank Maynard, of Guy Everett, or of
whonl
In the evening, when Frank called, he
found Blanche as charming as ever, and
again he spoke Of his friend Guy.
Miss Blanche, did you not say that if
you could do anything for me you would?
Well, then, you can, by promising to look