Daily Republican., 1884-08-30
mrs. ST. JOHNS BROTHER
BY GERALDINE FLEMING.

IL can always tell a gentleman when
! see one" Mrs. Baxtal declared, "bu,
! cannot say that / exactly like rho
looks Of this young fellow. And did
you notice the way he stared at Kitty 9''
noticed the silly way that she her.
self simpered and blnshed," said Miss
Estrella, never lifting her big, sleepv.
pale brown eyes from the gorReousiy
Illustrated fashion journal she was in.
Expecting.
do not wonder she blushed," Mrs.
baxtal said, In palliative accents. "He
really did look at her 30 strangely !"
"Oh, Kitty provoked all his strange
LOOKS and stares, no doubt" Miss
Estrella returned, with little laugh of
lazy contempt.
well, he will be only transient
boarder," Mrs. Baxtal remarked, after
pause "And ] have given him the
attic room / am reserving the large
room for Mrs. st. Johns brother, you
know"
"When is Mr.. Jermoine coming.
mamma ?" Estrella inquired, with
something like auimation in her
characteristics Tally languid voice.
| " He ought 70 have been here by now,
should suppose" was the reply.
although his sisters letter was not
very explicit. We must make every.
thing nice and pleasant for him, Els.
trella," she continued, meaningly.
He Ia one of the most influential men
In his State, and he has princely share
Ia one of the richest silver mines In the
Southwest.
know, mamma" the young lady
| responded, quite as meantngly, and
with complacent glance at an oppo-
site pier. glass that reflected her whole
shewy and indolent self--the tawdry
pink morning dress, the insipid, pretty
face, the fluffy disorder OF her pale
brown hair.
And shall make myself sufficient.
ly agreeable TO the prince of the silver
mine, even IL be be as whimsical and
odious ~ Mrs. st. John herself, or as
ugly and boorish as this Mr.. Miles,
whom you have just put in the attic
room"
have a notion that Mr.. Jermoine
is good deal like his sister," said Mrs.
Baxtnl, " though he is much younger, I |
know. Bnt shall be sure to recognize
him INSTANTLY always could tell peo-
Pile 30 quickly by the slightest family
resemblance"
"And I, too, shall be sure to recog.
nize him the instant he comes" Es-
trella asserted. He must have a dis
I'll guished appearance, no doubt-all |
gentlemen Of wealth and importance do
and fashionable, and indicative of his
superior station"
One can mostly tell by the dress
just what people are" the elder rejoi,,-
ed, with little satisfied air OF infalli-
bic discri mination, especially when
one has had all sorts and classes to
board for so many years as l have had
And" she pursued, :" knew at once
by his coarse and worn clothing just the
kind of accommodation this Mr.. les
could afford he Ia very poor am GER
tain, and he is agent for albums or some
.hing, [ fancy. He has an odd and in
significant appearance, too, and | was
really loath TO take him at all but one
cannot always get just what one would |
prefer" she added, with sign Of phi
losophic submission TO the unavoidable.
'' But one can always keep people in
their proper places, or send them
away" Estrella observed, suddenly.
"And do think, mamma, that Kitty
ought to be cautioned. She is rather
handsome, of course, and she makes
herself much too noticeable where there
are gentlemen. I should not wonder
even If she attempted some of her sly
coqu-tries with Mr.. Jeromine himself"
'What an absurd notion" the moth. |
er commented, with the least perceptib' o |
impatience. Kitty is scarcely more |
than child; you have cautioned her
often enough, / am sure. And | GER
tainly cannot send my step-daught,r
away III she chooses to remain here" |
She is no more of n child than
AIN" E,trela said, yellow CLEAN in
her pale, brown eyes, a sharp note in /
her lazy drawl. "And if you persist In |
keeping her, mamma, may some time |
feel obliged to rebuke her in manner
you may not like"
J really cannot do without her."
Mrs. Baxtal ventured, uneasily. "And |
do wish, Estrella, that you wou Id be |
a little more indulgent towards the |
poor child"
"And do wish, mamma, that You
would be a little more considerable of
the feelings of your daughter" the
young lady complained, as she pettish.
ly flung down her fashion journal aud
arose to leave the room.
AS she swept toward the door she
stopped abruptly with little stare of
dismay, for there on the thresh-
old stood the new attic boarIer-a |
young ish man, slender and beardless,
of ordinary countenance and exceed. |
ingly common habiliments.
beg pardon" he began, with
quiet courtesy, although there was a |
curiously diverted look on his plain |
and somewhat rugged features. 81
raped quite vigorously, assure you,
but you did not hear. Aud desired TO |
SOC Mrs. Baxtal--your mother, Ibelieve?"
Miss E-trella inclined her head in a |
silent and eupercilious acknowll
edKment OF the apology, aud 30 passed |
on.
mamma and said," she said, as she
went up the prettily carpeted staircase
and into the spacious and sunny room |
prince of the silver mine.
20 lishing the crystal panes, stood . /
comedy girl, her golden curls Rlitteringl
through the folds of q
towel wound jauntily as turban about
her charming head, her exquisite figure |
half hid by an immense house-apron,
that en- veloped her from her dimpled |
chin to her dainty feet
Surely you did not put Mr.. Miles |
in here ?" cried Estrella. perceiving in !
one corner a valise, and on a conve.
nient table strapped box that was I'M |
suggestive of an agency in
albums or something equally objection
able. And has he beeo ia here and |
YOU doing the Windows? What bold