The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-11-14

scarlet No mixing Of coors. Look at that
red rose on her black velvet, and'-with gal
LIANT wave of the shaving brush-"those on her
cheeks"
'.And have got a bouquet of roses upstairs
will give you" said Kitty. ''It is the very thing
for you 1t waa sent to me to-day"
But" said Phil, rather dismayed by such
lavish generosity, what will the gentleman who
sent it think?"
He will think I have better taste than he
gave me credit for. Besides / told him had
promised little Johnny Ruthyen that would
carry his flowers tonight"
So, in spite of herself and, it must be con-
fessed, rather reluctantly, Phil found herself
carving the in question. Notwithstand-
ing Kittys candor and eloquence, she could not
help wondering what the giver would think when
be found himself confronted by his roses In her
hand
She forgot her scruples, however in the hustle
and excitement that followed. The small house
was crowded. the parlors filled. and the over
flowing guestS-the younger portion, at least
found seats in the hall and on the stairs, and
seemed to enjoy themselves beyond measure
Every one appeared to enjoy themselves; in fact,
Phil heard more laughter aud racy speeches.
and saw more innocentlv energetic Irritation,
than she would have been likely to observe in
dozen more select entertainments. Mrs Bay
ham and the girls dispensed ices and light re-
freshments and Barnes did not scorn to assist.
Phil slipped into the back ROOM and begged to
be allowed to help, and being good naturedly
permitted u 90 SO, enjoyed n6rS0lr more than
ever. When the supper was ready, she picked
up her roses and ran into the hall. She wan ted
to see If the people would enjoy the banquet as
much as they had enjoyed the dancing, and
flirting, and sitting in convenient corners. Since
she had left the room, several late guests had
arrived. She saw one or two. as she made her
way through the crowd. She intended to go
into the front room and joE Kitty, who was
holding her court there, and making jokes
among half a dozen of her satellites
She n n fl,rthaP than the marion 6cOr
ever. There she stopped, checked by what
caught her eye the moment she set foot upon the
threshold.
She held fast to her roses, turning deadly pale
and deadly sick. The satellites were laughing
uproariously, and the sound of their laughter
seemed to deafen her. She wanted to turn and
go away, but she could not She might have
been spell bound. Some one was standing near
Kitty, laughing with the rest, and in moment
as if the spell had fallen upon him, too. he
turned towards her quickly.
"Who-who is that9" she heard him exclalm
1.-THE girl in white and blacksmith the roses2"
But she knew he had no need to ask, for it was
Wiifred Carnegie, who was looking at her.
She did not know how she got away She
knew she made a desperate effort, and that al
most Immediately she at the door of the
supper room, catching at Gena's arm.
''Take me somewhere" she painted. eczema,
take away from here--up-stairs-anyw
Il think l am-gong to be ILL.,"
Good eracious" exclaimed 'Gena. 'sWheres
maj 1t has been too warm for you. You are
going to faint, Phil"
''Nop said Phil "No-only take me away
somewhere"
There was small side room near, into which
'Gena piloted her. Phillppa sat down, trem-
bling, and drank the glass of water they gave
her. Mrs. Bayham attended her in great ex-
element and affectionate trepidation. Mr.. Bay
ham came in, and patted her shoulder, and
advised divers impossible remedies In his
opinion burnt feathers were the only things TO
be entirely relied upon, and he was, with diff
Guilty. restrained from going into the sitting
room and plucking stuffed owl which orna-
mented book case. Phil tried to protest
jokiugly, though her laugh was somewhat ner-
vous and hystericaL
take the wing out of my hair, Mr. Bayham,"
she said, or the feathers out of Mrs. Grigsbys
turban. She looks good natared and might be
willing to sacrifice them to oblige US. Don't rob
the poor CIVIL"
She was not we'll enough to go back to the
company, she said, and at last, prevailing upon
them to cali carriage and let her go home.
The girls bewailed her departure loudly, as they
wrapped her up and kissed her, Until she was
in the carriage with Mr.. Bayham, Kitty did not
know she was going; but. at the last moment
she discovered the fact and came running out
into the street
"Oh, Phil, it is too badl" she said. Just when
he came, too-Carnegie you know. He says he
has seen you before and"
'Oh, Phil" interrupted 'Gena, coming out the
door in great hurry. "You almost left your
roses"
But they are Kittys roses" said Phil, family;
'sand don't want them thank YOU"
but you must keep Them" protested Kitty,
putting them through the carriage window into
her lap. II meant you to keep them; and I am
sure it will please him to know you have them.
You must be we'll by to morrow, Phil; am com
ing to see you"
"There. there, girls! Let her alonew said
Barnes Bayham
And then the carriage drove off and Philippa
sat silent in the corner with the red roses dying
on her knee
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