Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-03-25
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our united kind regards, and, believe
me, dear Miss Buckly,
Yours very sincerely.
ARCHIBALD BLAND"
The post always came in early at the
dover house, and the letters were gen.
orally taken up with the hot water, so
that each inmate read her letters in the
privacy of her own room. Aunt Mar
garet, who happened that morning to
be the first down to breakfast, awaited
with some anxiety her niece's appear
ance, and fidgeted most unnecessarily
over the breakfast eguipage.
The door opened at last, and Miss
Buckley felt a sudden thrill of relief as
Mllly came forward with bright eyes
and FAINT pink flush on her cheeks.
''Haye you heard from home this
morning?" Miss Buckley inquired as
Milly buttered her toast and leisurely
knocked off the top of her egg.
"Yes, - answered Alilly very cheer
fully, Il have had letter from papa. !"
Then she continued, with some embar-
Iassment, Papa writes to tell me that
Stephen COrcOran has eloped with q
young person from the Red Lion.' Alb
sence." she continued, with the old gay
laugh, has evidently made his heart
grow fonder of somebody else."
''Eere she paused, with quick blush,
as an amused twinkle in the dark eyes
behind the tea urn reminded her that
the aphorism might have a double ap-
plication.
That is very true-sometimes, said
Miss Buckley with most exemplary
gravity; while Milly appeared suddenly
concerned about an imaginary fly in the
cream-Jug.
Mr.. Verschoyle, dropping in that
morning, was pleasantly surprised by
the bright smile that greeted him, and
felt his heart beat with sudden hope as
he saw the shy warm welcome in the
dark blue eyes. He had been driven to
the verge of desperation during the last
fortnight by Milly's studied avoidance,
and her freezing politeness when she
was compelled to meet him, and had
been wont. at the close of each misera-
BILE day. to mutter savagely some very
sage remarks about feminine contrariety
as he sought consolation from his trusty
pipe. He had at last vowed never to
meet tn, ''heartless little flirt" again,
and TO take trip to Africa, or join an
expedition in search OF the North Pole.
Aided by forty-eight hours perpetual
drizzle, be had actually kept away from
the dover house for two days; but this
morning the clouds mad lifted, self-sat-
isfed dahlias and sturdy asters raised
their downcast heads, while the rich
golden leaves of venerable elms shone
in the fright autumn sunlight. He
would go 20 the dover house Just once,
to say good bye;;" and. as Milly's eyes
looked in.o his with smile, all his
stern resol Itions suddenly melted away
in their light, and he found courage to
suggest, with wistful humility, that, as
II was such delightful morning, Miss
Buckley AID Miss Milly should come
ont for walk.
Miss Buckley smilingiy shook her
b. ad; she lad "a thousand things to do
il ioors;" but she added, pitying the
young mass disappointment
81 think you ought to make Milly go,
dr. Verse Aoyle. If she doesn't get her
COLI. .'eeli saan a1d 10 creai. n Sher-
borne air and my COW, I'm going to
send her home again"
Milly's cheeks did full justice to Sher-
borne air when she found herself walk
ing alone with Mr.. Verschoyle on the
quiet country road, where summers
cool green had been replaced by the
coral Of hips and haws and the gold of
fading bracken. She answered all his
in mOnosyllables, until An
thony's hopes sank to zero, while his
thoughts reverted to the North Pole as
frequently as though they were a col
lection of magnetic needles.
Il am thinking of volunteering for
the new Arctic Expedition, Miss
Bland" he announced suddenly.
'Reallyl" said MIlly unconcernedly.
81 hope you will enjoy the trip"
''Just as if / were going to Brightoni"
Anthony.
~ suppose it is rather cold?" she
suggested calmly.
II don't find it very warm here," an
swered Anthony lugubriously, quite
overcome by this unconcern.
''Then / should think the torrid zone
would be better change" said Mllly.
"Well, I've been thinking Of Africa"
Mr.. Verschoyle; "but a fellow
told me the other day that the lions
were quite done up, and Taganyika had
became as tame as Pail Mall"
81 iuppose you find Sherborne very
stupidSn remarked the young lady, with
a sudden quiver in her voice which i'm
mediately raised mercurial young An
thony to realms Of bliss.
mo, / don't" he replied inconse-
quently. SIT is the dearest place in the
world-when YOU are in it, Milly"-and
his arm stole insinuatingly round her
trim waist.
''Then why do you talk about going
to the N-North Polep" murmured Milly
submitting to the caress
with a meekness that would have much
Miss Buckley.
because thought it couldn't possi-
bly, be more frlgid than you-you cruel
little darlingl But now, sweet" he
went on, with a happy thrill in his
strong young voice, you will be my
own little wife-won't you, dear? Re-
how lonely am all by myself
In that big solitary house. Look up
into my eyes, Milly, and say Yes"
MIlly did not say that important mon
osyllable; but she raised her eyes for
one shy moment ,e his, and in their
depths he read his answer and was sat-