The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-07-31
TIE FLOWER OF THE E FhEsGE
CHAPTER /.

h0O ShIo III Our family.
Constance, Juliet and Ismay, and it is
L, Juliet, who am writing this little his
tory. / believe--I may be mistaken
that looks have a great deal of influence
over some peoples fate. If I had been
as good looking as my youngest sister I
should now be Mrs. Lorraine, instead Of
a forlorn maiden. gazing hopelessly
towards a solitary future. But perhaps
matters may improve as time goes on /:
the woundin my heart may heal, and my
feelings become blunted. Just now feel
very sore.
Constance is my senior by four years.
She married, and very well, the year
after she came out. 1 was fifteen at the
time and little Ismay only twelve, and
the next five years were the happiest
period of my life. The Lorraines were
our Oldest and dearest friends, and Is
may and / studied with the girls under
the same governess at their house. NV
father was the squire of the village
where we lived, and Mr.. Lorraine was
the rector, and there were no other
families of any consequence within five
miles.
think | began to live my life when
/ was sixteen. It was October. Guy
Lorraine had left Rugby and was going
into his residence at Cambridge. We
young ones had been spending q month
at the seaside under Fraulein's protec-
ton; but the holidays were at an end
now, and / felt somewhat gloomy % I
wandered alone in the rectory garden.
To lose Guy and begin lessons to-mor-
rowl 1t was too bad.
/ was a medium sized girl in those
days, with a round face, a tremendous
mop of fair hair, blue eyes and a de-
cidedly retrousse nose. / remember
that October cleaning so distinctly.
The scarlet geraniums in the parterres
glared. 1t was a last flicker before
winter. The Gloure de Dion roses
bloomed everywhere and stocks and
asters made a brave show; bat a feel
ing of autumn and decay lowered in the
air, and the leaves on the trees were
changing hue rapidly.
I was attired in my usual white aan-
mel frock, somewhat dllapidated q was
never tidy, and one of Guys straw
hats, which I had taken out of the hall.
As / stood by the dial on the lawn o
white figure lounged in at the gate and
made for me, OF cours it was Guy.
He was q wonderfully handsome boy,
tall, slight and dark, with clear cut
features and al eagle nose. i had al
ways admired him immensely; / am an
artistic soul and worship beauty. That
evening I felt painfully conscious Of
looking a fright, and / began to
straighten my crumpled frock and push
back my curly, towzled wig.
Don't do that, Ju," said Guy as he
approached. II like you ever SO much
better when you're untidy."
''Then you must like me always"
ct do six days cute seven; Sundays
an exception
"And / always look SO nice on Sun
day ..
"Nicel You're a perfect object, with
your hair in a tail and your best frock
on. If you only knew what a contrast
You are to Ismay you'd leave your pew
and come and sit with us"
Indeed ] wouldnt-Td choose some
one civil, not youg'
s.Ah, you're jealous OF Ismay, and |
don't wonder: but I'm not going to talk
about her just now. Do you know l
came home specially to see you?"
III wondered what had made you
leave the river so early, but I'm not r
prised to hear that / was the attraction"
"You conceited monkey! Ishould en-
Joy boxing your ears, but haven't
time. i want to talk seriously
/ giggied outright, bat he pulled my
hand through his arm, and we marched
OFF in silence. After a minutes pause !
opened my mouth to speak, but ne
broke in suddenly:
"Ju, you know I'm going away to-
morrow
"Well?n
"Are you sorry"
"No, i'm very glad. Ihope you'll come
back improved. You require improve
ment."
"You tiresome creaturel" he threw
down my hand, awhy won't yor be seri-
ous?"
II am serious. You're asking me
stupid questions and I'm answering them
seriously"
ooh, Juliet, why won't you under
stand? Don'ty you know I'm sorry TO leave
your"
I nodded. "Of course you are.
"And you must know the reason why
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