Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-12-02
tea-table, chattering blithly all the

Ved-laDie, cnattering blithly all the
time.
We'll, this is my sisteri Doctor DIV.
mock--Miss Jeffrey" Bob introduced
them to each other with laughing
/ pride.
He bad often told VIII about his sis
ter. Surely VIII must acknowledge
( what beauty she wasl And George
looking up with her lovely liquid eyes,
thought with little secret amusement
and triumph In her heart, that this
paragon of Bob's was the very ugliest
and awkwardest man she had ever
seen.
Georgie was too young and too shall
low to appreciate the keen kind ewes
that looked out from under those heavy
brows, the firm true mouth that one
might feel could be trusted till death:
and she was too childish to appreciate
/ VIII DymOck's S clever conversation.
George liked compliments direct, and
she liked 10 be taken notice OF.
1t was quite true as Bob had said
she might as well have worn her old
blue cotton dress for all VIII Dymock
saw or cared. How stupid he wasl
How she wished that he had never
/ come, or that he was gone, as the three
strolled up and down the garden when
tea was overl
: Don't you like him, Georgie?r Bob
I jeffrey asked his sister, with radiant
! face. He had Just seen his friend Up
/ TO his own room TO dress for dinner.
/ George was standing IN the wide open
window, absently pulling the leaves off
one OF the red roses looking in at her.
Don't you like himP" Bob repeated.
isn't he an awfully nice fellow?''
/ Like himt Nlcel Oh, Bob, how can
| you say so? think he is the very ug-
liest man ever saw"
"Uglyi" Her brothers. face fell a
little. What has that TO do with it?''
Everything. No one who is as ug-
" as he could be nice, the girl replied
Il hate ugly peoplel''
These were pleasant words for VIII
Oymock, leaning out of his window up.
stairs, to have waited up to him. II
hate ugly people" and ''the very ugIi-
est man L ever saw" the girl had said
in her fresh clear voice.
The young mans plain sallow face
flushed. He drew away from the win
dow softly, and went and looked at
himself IN the mirror closely and crlti-
cally, as if studying another person.
Yes, 1t was quite true-she was right
ne was ugly, he told himself. He Won
dered il had never occurred to him how
ugly he was.
''Y on are nice one, Geergie, you arep'
exclaimed Bob Jeffrey to his sister, in
Mortified whisper. 81 believe Dymock
has heard every wcZd you have been
saying. am sure heard him move
away from the window; and up there
YOU can hear every word that Is said
here"
well, L cannot help it!'' George re-
tOrted deiently, though her cheeks red
dened at the thought. sit is all your
fault, Bob; you knew he was up there
Why did you begin about him? And
ne is ugly; he must know he is. -
. "Ail the same. you need not insult
the man IN your oWn house"
Il am sure L do not want TO insult
him."
George was on the verge of tears;
Bob had never spoken to her so Grossly
in his life; it was all that. mans fault.
1t was only another bad mark TO be
scored against him.
Had he heard her? she wondered,
sitting at the head of the table, glanc-
ing up from under her lovely long eye
iaSheS for moment, to meet VIII Dy-
mOck's eyes fixed upon her.
George redeemed furiously, and drop I
ped her eyes upon her plate, never dar-
ing to look at the young man again all
the dinner-tlme.
She was sure he had heard, the girl
thought, as she went to bed that night.
lie had looked at her, not as il angry.
but George could not quite de-
scribe, even to herself, what that look
Of VIII Dymock's meant.
Poor man-it must be very hard for
him to be so uglyl She would be kind
TO him: and she would tell Bob that she /.
was sOTTy.
1t was ten days later-a blazing af-
ternoon at the end of June. The doc
tors garden was a perfect bower of
roses. and the cherries on the old red
brick wall were ripe.
George had picked great dish of /
strawberries, and was dispensing them I
with her tea under her favorite apple
tree. The girl was wearing her blue /.
cotton frOck, the short shruken sleeves I
showing her plump white arms. After
the irst day or two, she had quite given
up the idea of dressing herself for Will .
Dvmock. 1t was true what Bob had .
said. that he would not notice what any
one wore.
He did not like her, George was fam .
to decide, with an odd little sensation
of pique or wounded vanity rather new /
to her. She remembered how young /
) ndllands, when be was home at the |
PriOry on leave, would make excuses ]
to come down to the doctors almost .
every evening-how he would walk I
home with her from church, wait for 4
her at the choir practice. To be sure, (
Bob had said that young Sandilands 4
was an idiot; but George did not by /
any means share his opinion. /
This is like new lite to me" OBJ
served VIII DymOck, in his slow serl-
Gus way. He was slit ng. his long legs /
stretched out on the grass, his back
resting against the apple-tree, his shock
Of fair hair pushed back from his fore
head.
do you ike tnats asked ueoISld,
as she LANDED him his tea.
Like It?" The young man looked
at her with that odd gleam IN his eyes
which carried Georgie's memory back
to the night that he come among them.
Il was afraid you might find 1t stu
Did here" she said hastily.
mo; don't think any one could
find it stupid here"
If Frank Sandilands had said that,
Georgie knew the admiring glance he
would have given her; but Will Dymock
was not even looking at her, not think
ing of her apparently, as he gazed drea-
mily up at the blue sky.
Il am glad if you are happy old fel-
low" interposed Bob, in his CHEEKY
voice.
viii Dymock started; he had almost