Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1883-10-17

DON'T mind it, Gilbert said old
Mrs. Dawson. DO not let girls
silly caprices break your heart
He lay on the sofa in the pretty little
keeping.room,' where the floor was
carpeted with blue, because blue was
LILLIAN Bosrne's favorite color, and
the walls were papered with lunches
of white -and.gold lilies, because the
lily was her name.fower.
Fringes of pale mignonette hung on
the boxes, and a canary chirp-
ed gleefully In the sunshine; for Gilbert
had made his home beautiful because
he wanted Lillian to like it.
'Molher,' said the young mar, with
a tremble IN his voice, Il loved her y
But you were never actually be-
trotbed,' spoke the old lady, pitifully.
Not in words, mother; but we un-
derstood each other, and-No matter;
It's over and past now said Gilbert
sadly.
Mrs. Dawson pressed his hand with
true maternal sympathy.
MY poor boy she whispered. Try
and forget her,
Il can't do that, mother. But with
a sudden resolve. 'I'll 90 away from
here. I'll accept my Uncle Raven
burns invitation to 60 with him TO
those old Mexican cities, where he is
to sketch and pant. Pm not much OF
au artist myself, but can manage to
while the time away somehow. AT all
events, can't stag here and see Liz
Ian married to that pompous fellow,
Darling y
He had not been gone ten minutes
to the village, after that nomentous
conversation, when there came the
tlniest of knocks to the door and in re-
sponse TO Mrs. Dlwson's Come IN !
there enlered-Miss Lillian Bourne
herself.
Fresh from the spring woods, with
basket Of The pale pink, trailing ar
butus che herself had gathered, IN her
hand.
But she paused on the threshold as
she saw the hardening lines arouod the
mouth OF Gilbert's mother.
Am l in the way she asked 'imid-
ly. Have come at the wrong time "
Pray walk in said Mrs. Dawson.
trying to simulate the cordialily which
her soul refused TO offer to the girl who
had broken her On's heart.
4 found these arbuius-stars in the
woods SAID she. L knew you were
fond Of them. May put them in a
saucer of water for you: =
Mrs. Dawson assented, still without
much warmth of manner.
4 am much obliged to you,' said she,
coldly.
4 hope Gilbert is WE'LL said Lillian,
the color flaming holly up into her
check.
Quite well, l thank you = said Mrs.
Dawson. He is going 10 Mexico with
my brother, Mr.. Ravenburn, next
week, and is consequently very busy,
because Why, what is the matter
Miss Bourne p
For Lillian had grown deadly pale,
and uttered a little cry.
Its-its my tooth, she fatered. 1T
las been filed ; and sometimes the
,old air makes it jump so dreadully
tbiuk III go home and put little oil
If peppermint on it,
AND so Lily slipped away, and cried
III the way home, behind her veil.
But by the time she reached her own
little room, however, SORROW had given
,lace 10 anger.
'What have l done that lie should
reat ME SOP she asked herself, with
indignant hearI-beats.
And then she gathered up all his
bunch of withered roso~
)uds, lied with the faded blue ribbon,
he little agate cross, The copy Of AL
lrich's Pocms,' The peach-stone basket
hat he had carved himself, and The |
crystals which he had brought
Ter from Diamond Island, and the two
r three letters, and notes he had
written her at one time and another.
Il will send them back y she declared
He may take them 10 Mexico if he
Ikes. ! don't want them any lon
er, y
BY a strange coincident, however,
3 she was setting forth 10 the village
ost Office with the neatly tied packet,
be met Mr.. Lawson himself. He
topped. She stayed her footsteps
lso. They both colcred, celestial rosy
ed.
L am very glad l met you before
on went TO Mexico ! SAID Miss
iourne, haughtily.
Are you?' sand Gilbert Dawson,
'ylng his best 20 appear like statue
{ ice.
Il wish 10 return you these things
nd Lillian. OF course, they are of
o consequence, but thought perhaps
ou would like them back again.
Thanks y said Gilbert, stifily, You
ere right, 1t was exactly what L was
ping TO ask you for.'
It's pity you ever gave them 10
le, since they meant so little,' said
lily, with quivering lip.
'Ips hardly worth while 10 discuss
lat question now,' observed Gilbert.
can only hope that you will be very
,nnv with Conira DARLING And