St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-07-11
BLUE EYES AND GOLDEN HAIR.

The evening light fell very tenderly on
two girlish faces, showing how very unlike
they were, yet both so very lovely.
BeatriX Lane, with her ''nut-brown
locks" and fresh, young face, on which the
sun and wind had left healthy color, made
very pretty picture, standing at the gate,
her brown eyes sparkling with life, her red
lips smiling, her dimpled hands full OF
golden-headed daisies.
Her comprehensive fair city cousin.
who was spending the summer at the farm
was strikingly unlike the country bred
girl, to whose eyes she looked so very
fair.
From the top of her golden-crowned head
to the toe of her dainty boot, lone Lawson
was perfect, in delicate. blonde way. Hel
hair was the purest gold, her eyes the most
heavenly blue, her cheeks the daintieSt
roSe-leaf tint, her lips the purest crimson,
her form willOWy as a reed, her every
movement grace itself.
And yet there was certain light in the
dark eyes of BeatriX which the blue ones
of her cousin lacked. A certain uncon-
scious sweetness on her red lips, for which
one would look vainly in those Of the fair,
composed ones of lone.
Different IN garb, different in appear
ance, different in training, she stood chat
ting at the gate as the last red flashes OF
the setting sun fell tenderiy upon them.
You like your neighbor, BeatriX?" lone
asked, without the slightest ripple of in
terest in her cultivated tones, although her
blue eyes turned, for the briefest possible
space, to the face of the farmers daughter
over which a faint flush fitted.
He is so courteous, so kind and
friendly" BeatriX answered; how could
we do otherwise? And is he so handsome
l never saw so noble a face, lone"
The fair beauty smiled as she pinned a
white rosebud in her golden hair, and the
smile somehow made Beatrix uncomforta.
BILE.
Handsome Yes, in proud naughty
wayH' lone said, evenly; but do not
loose your heart there, my little cousin, un-
less you would wear the willow; that OF
Leon Vincent has not been his own fol
nearly three years?"
A deep scarlet mounted to the brow OF
Beatrix, but instantly receded, while her
brown eyes took an unusually proud light
as she lifted them to the face of her cousin.
''Thanks for the warning, however IN
necessary" she said, ''but did not know,
when introduced you to him last night.
that Leon Vincent was not stranger tC
YOU"
The city-bred girl gave low, musical
laugh.
No" she said, quietly, "you did not
know, did not dream that rejected him
three years ago."
Rejected him!' in incredulous surprise.
but with sudden pallor on the pretty,
girlish cheek.
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then, without any too many briefs, NO
money to speak of, and nobody could
foresee that his uncle and cousin would
both die within three years and leave him
master of so much; so. because | was not
willing to become the wife of poor man,
L rejected him; now things are very diff
ferent."
How you must have loved hinp'
BeatriX exclaimed, with fine irony, g to
give him up because he was poor! Was
not the love of such man as Leon Vincent
worth more to you than gold?"
Again the low, slow laugh, soft and
sweet as a strain of music, hOated forth on
the evening air.
You foolish childr' lone said lightly.
LAS If the love of any man were of as
much account as the position he can offer
one. You will see these things more
clearly as you grow older. But I warn
you, let no hope Of yours fold itself about
your handsome neighbor-he is mine,
''They may take who have the power,
And they may keep who can"
Beatrice laughed wickedly. 81 don't
think I'll be found among your rivals. my
fair cousin; but I must go in; mamma will
want me to help her."
And leaving the golden-haire city
beauty to wait for Leon Vincent at the
gate-he was approaching along the high
way with careless, swinging strides, as she
had obseryed-she went up the paths, her
heart throbbing, her cheeks burning.
He had been amusing himself then in
the six months during which he had been
her neighbor and so constant q visitor at
the farm. And his low words-so tender
and soft, that had set her foolish heart
beating-they were his way of passing,
now and then, an idle hour. And all the
time he was thinking of the blue eyes and
golden hair of her cousin.
Il am glad she told me-" she thought
angrily. Il have built hopes that shame
me now on his seeming regard; l have
amused him by my credulity. my folly.
But, oh. could have loved him SO; could
have held his love as more than the crown
OF king. All, how foolish am"
Yet when Leon Vincent went up the