St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-07-08
JANETs ROMANCE.

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land papa being one, too, they have GER
tain sympathy in common. We know
nothing of this Mr.. Donald Maclane, but
we admire him extravagantly, and-well,
ne Is to be at my ball, so you will see him,
Mollle; so will you, Janet" turning sud-
denly to the stranger. Then, new thought
seeming to strike her: You are Scotch
yourself; Douglas is purely Scotch name"
Miss Douglas shrank a moment, but a
faint color stole over her white, perfect
face as she turned her blue eyes on Leila
and smiled little.
Half an hour later 1 was able to ask Leila
who she was. without being overheard by
the others, and Leila told me she had been
one of the underteachers in the seminary
from which she (Lela) had graduated.
Il fell in love with her and coaxed her to
come here for vacation" Leila said. show
ing how the world wronged her when it
called her heartless flirt, land as she was
quite i'll when the seminary opened III Sep
TENDER we would not let her think of going
back to her teaching. My papa has infiu-
ence, Mollie, and he has used it to keep her
position open for her until she is ready to
go back to it, which she tells me she intends
doing in fortnight"
''She is lovely,'' l said, impulsively;
''she must be about %, Leila. Has she
lover?''
Il have fancy that there is a Draw
lover of hers in the Scottish highlands
some place." Leila answered. Il had a
plan, Mollie. dear. I wanted this Donald
Maclane to fall in love with Janet; but l
never could induce her to meet him; he is
here often and she always avoids him. l
have thought it might be because she
didn't want to be reminded of her Scotch
home"
That night at the ball 1 met Mr.. Maclane
l noticed that Miss Douglas avoided him.
While the ball was at its height 1 found
her, looking very beautiful and very pale,
dressed simply in dark gray, and for the
moment quite alone.
The rooms are SO warm and my head is
aching" l said to her. ''Would you mind
going out with me a few mOments9 Or are
you engaged for the next waltZ?"
Il do not waltz" she answered, quietly,
ST will be glad of a moment in the outer
air. and, arm in arm, we went along the
wide hall, pausing briefly On the veranda
Below l saw a CLEAN of fire, and knew
Donald Maciane was walking there-alone
''Some gallant pays us a poor compli-
ment," laughed. Il perceive the odor of
a cigar" very innocently indeed.
eff it should be-" she began, and
then the burning point was coming directly
toward us, and l would not let her turn
away. A tall figure became plainly visible
and then the fleck of light took flight,
swifter than that of flrefy-Mr. Maclane
had seen us and flung his cigar away.
Come back; come in; let me CO." Miss
Douglas said pantingly, as he left the
shadows and she saw who it was, but had
determined and held her hand firmly.
sit is onlyMr. Maclane," said, and then
I addressed him. ''You don't seem very
fond of balls, Mr.. Maclane," said pleas
antly. ''You came out for smoke. Miss
Douglas and I came out for breath Of
| air."
Miss Douglasr' he repeated, starting
plainly in the moonlight; and then, gravely
and clearly, with touch of scorn in the
sweet voice and new dignity in the slim
figure which had suddenly drawn to its full
height, the girl spoke:
81 have not been presented to this gen.
| tleman," she said coldly. Il am quite
stranger to him."
Janet, my love, have I found your" he
questioned. And then she turned to me.
"Will we not go IMP" she asked. This
gentleman has made strange mistake.
do not make one yourself, Miss Doug
lass" said quietly. liking the man before
us for the moved pallor of his fine face and
pitying him for the pain upon it. turned
away and left them together.
Later Janet came to me with tender,
love-lit eyes, and kissed ME as though l
had been her sister.
Il am so happy" she said, softly; $50
very, very happy! And had steeled my
heart against hT and would have turned
away without touching his hand when you
spoke. I was an orphan and Mrs. Mac
lane took me to her lovely home in the
highlands; and she showered on me all the
kindly care and mothers love which she
would have given a daughter had she had
one.
Then Donald loved me, and she grew
suddenly cold as ice; and she planned to
keep us apart, for she had other hopes for
her only son. Donald was sent from home
On tour, and then she-I cannot tell you
how-made me believe that he had ceased
his love for fair English girl
got no letters. I grew wild with pain, and
the fierce rebellion against my dependence
seemed to madden me. 1 gave her his ring
and every little love-gift, to be given him
when he returned and, eight years ago.
with few letters of introduction only and
scarcely farthing in my purse, found my
self on board a vessel bound for America"
Her voice faltered and her white hands
clasped each other closely, but in moment
she smiled.
1T is past now" she said softly; ''all
has gone by now, and the future has moth
ing but love for me-for him. Mrs.
Maclane is dead, and I can forgive her be-
cause L am so happy"