Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1886-10-08
GENE'VIEVES .BIRTHRIGHT
by LILY CURRY.

'Ehcra is an old tradition to the effect
ti;ai helpless femninity is inevitably low
ahtr.
And Daisy WAS always q helpless little
cr":,s',,c, Geneyeve was only three years
hes senior; yet how different were the two!
MOI W, different in form and features; both
of iisc r,]m, blonde type, with soft blue
eyes. and a winning smile. But Daisy had
8 i;tilc more gold III her hair, q little more
pc"&!incss OF complexion, u little more
lovely zoundness Of arms and neck. Daisy,
properly arcontred and over -chaperoned
might have proven great beauty. Gene
We've. ea2ing upon her that gracious mid
summcr morning, with all the fondness of
an :dmiring elder sister, had thought Of
this. tut somehow. as the thought came,
she sighed aloud. Daisy was at the piano,
playing The "Spinning Song" from the
"Flyng Dulchlnan." Without ceasing to
play she turned her beautiful head and
glanced at the elder girl.
"WhaCs the matter, Vieve?" she ques-
toned III careless tone.
Gencyievc's shoulders twitched I'M
patiently.
Nothing much, and yet great deal.
can't help feeling discomfort at times. ]
wouldn't mind for myself. 1 like teaching:
like the children. I'm going to make a
capital old maid after little. But lis
you anu thinking of. That you should
have to plod along with few dull pupils
in music-drudge along day after day,
when your heart is not in it at ALL"
YOU'RE rihht there" said Daisy, frankly.
"It's like a dose Of salts. 4 do it, but l
don't like it, as the duke says in the opera.
Can't help myself, that's ALL"
She turned her face to the piano again
and continued the "Spinning Song"
Geneyieve arose and paced the room,
passing into the farther apartment and
coming back with quick and nervous
tread.
Their little suite was very prettily
contriyed and arranged. A par
lor, of course, for Daisy's music
class. A good piano; everything else
CHEEKY. though inexpensive,-here and
there some relic of days when their fathe,
was living, and they the pampered daugh-
ters of luxury. A back-parlor and bed
chamber in one; little dining room he.
yond. Very modest and economical quar-
tiers. and if Genevieye contributed much
tho larger share of the two toward the
maintenance of their little home she neye,
appeared to regret it.
There had been hours that she had lain
awake at night, asking herself with thrill
of terror how Daisy would manage if any
thing should happen to herself. But
Geneyieve. as a rule, slept we'll.
Aud Daisy's helpless, confding, relying
manners we're SO delightful!
Daisy ceased playing, at length, and
wheeled about on the piano-stool He,
fair hair was gathered high, Hebe- fashion,
and her face was flushed with the loveliest
blush rose tint.
Wouldn't it be nice if they voted the
ticket TO you?" she cried, impulsively.
Genevieve started. She had forbidden
herself 10 think of this, the benefit that {
certain wealthy man had bestowed upor
one to he chosen by vote from among al
the teachers of that great city. summer
excursion through Europe! She had no
allowed herself to contemplate the posi-
bilits Of sHch glorious fortune. No. no
some one else among that band of faithful
wo,k e'e would profit by this splendid gift
She would just remain quietly at home
and and care for Daisy.
"Wouldn't 1t be nice?" repeated The
younger sister, coaxingly.
"l,ncver could happen, said Genevieve
smiling q feeble sort of protestation. q.
anu rot especially popular"
"But ! like to think of it," the othel
urged And just then they heard knock
Oh. said Daisy; "that's Arthur Adams
I know"
(tos1ovieye turned shade paler, ant
opened the door.
4Deisy thought it was you," she said
putting out her hand grayely.
Tho visitor laughed.
IT met the postman, and he gave me {
letter for YOU" he said. @Tll talk Will
Daisy while you're reading it. 1t looks
lilso an important document"