Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1886-03-18

believed IL II he had seen himself now,
diligently working in trees by the dozen,
trying to ingratiate himself with an over
grown boy and moneuyering for look
from a "brazen forgerer.p
The little maid brought them in some tea,
and they worked away cheerily-Mr. Lloyd
looking in now and then, enjoying the
fresh life in the house. -
| When the sun was beginning visibly to
sink, and the last old woman was fitted with
her red cloak, the young people got ready
for their walk.
Janet, from some pndefnable instinct,
put on her most becoming, though by no
means her newest, hat, and plucked some
scarlet geraniums for her neck, which
burned bright against her black dress and
| pale face.
But not SO pale. AS they stood on Rip
ley Head, watching the sun quickly sinking
on the horizon, long out of sight from the
valleys, the reflection of the red and golden
| clouds wrapped the girl in halo of glory
What wonderfully beautiful creaturel"
thought the artist, entranced with the
effect" She was by no means beautiful,
but he thought her so, which was enough.
Ii was sunrise for Janet, not sunset
Jack had many a time helped his sister
down the steep side of Ripley Head. He
| the biggest of brothers are not very "sharp"
where their sisters are concemed); but Mr..
Barrett happened to be nearer, and offered
his hand, and, though Jack was dear boy,
there was, strange TO say, something firmer,
and warmer, and closer in this grasp.
The mother, dulled perhaps by her
troubles, was vexed with her daughter about
this time. She was so unreasonable. She
actually cried-not openly, but quietly and
unseen, as she hoped-because she could
not have a new gown, and Janet was fool
ish enough to spend shilling on ribbons,
which might have been much more profta-
bly, spent on stockings.
But Janets instinct was right. Though
nothing on earth will sunder souls that are
fast and firmly knit, the merest trifle will
turn aside the first inclination. Besides, to
attract is a natural, healthy instinct, and to
be attracted-why, no one would if they
didn't like it.
One day it dawned even upon Jacks
brotherly understanding that Janet was diff
ferent somehow, and 1t wasn't only the
geranium in her dress and ribbon at her
waist.
They were painting as usual, and, as was
now not unusual, Mr.. Barrett was helping
them, when the bungling, well-meaning
brother struck in:
you've been an awfully good friend 10
us, Mr.. Barrett, especially to Janet and me
getting us orders and all that but there's
one thing you've done that don't believe
anybody's noticed but me, and that is,
you've made great alteration in Jenny"
Nonsense, Jack, nothing of the kind!"
she burst in, Mortified as to what he would
say next, her face almost as red as the
geraniums.
Mark, standing by her, looked down on
her, bit his lip, and began to wish Jack
would go out of the room.
II know what I'm talking about" said
Jack, with the calm confidence of ignorance,
and laundering like big bluebottle fly;
"shes as happy and cheerful as anything
now, and l know it's you, because she's so
disappointed when you don't come"
"Jack, be quiet-its all nonsense. Don't
be silly!'
name, you know, and Moses SS Was Very very mad 't
with her because she wouldn't sign Mark
Barrett any more"
"Of course not! 1 shouldn't think of
such thing" she burst in passionately,
"after all you said, turning to Mark. "You
may be sure shall never make use OF your
name again."
wont your" he returned. "Do you
know, was rather beginning to hope you
would"
In great surprise Janet looked at him, but
something in his eyes made her drop hers.
"With little addition, he said, in low
tone.
"Oh, my" struck up Jack, enlightened
at last. 81 never thought of that. Here,
I'll go and get some dinner-tea, I mean.
You can come when you're ready"