Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1888-03-28


don't you remember it?-and the lawn
dress. And that book-one of Miss
Braddon's-and parasol. / wish the
hat were not so far down over the face,
though 1 should like to know whenthe
it IS Intended for me, or"
Pardon me, madam" said.
She turned upon me swiftly, and l
expected to lie snubbed. but 1 was not.
Pardon me, but Mr.. Musgrave has
been called away for few moments on
business, and has left you in my charge
L am an old friend of his-a school
fellow, In fask"
She smiled, then replied: "Then
suppose 1 must remain here until he
returns, or | shall never find him in the
crowd" Giving me a searching glance,
she added: do you mind waitingp"
Mind waitingl L would not have
minded waiting an eternity with her:
but didn't tell her so.
I smiled, said something civil, and
asked her opinion upon the picture
before US.
"well, to tell you the TRUTH" said
she, blushing, Il really thought I
recognized myself in it,"
''Indeedl" 1 glanced critically at
the picture. as if l had never seen It
before. Not bad painting. by the
way"
"No, not very" she replied; s'but 1
feel certain the beach is intended for
that between Dover and Deal And
as for the dress and hat, why, 1 feel
quite sure they are mine"
''Did you ever pose for a picture,
then?" 1 asked.
'Pose for picture in that outrageous
fashion? 1 should think not"
Possibly you may have been asleep
when some one trespassed," 1 sug-
geSted-
If that is so. 1 consider it a piece
Of impertinence," said she, very decI-
dedly.
"Al these artist fellows have no
conscience They think the world was
made for them alone" replied.
She bent over and looked In the cor
ner of the picture.
Ray" she said-"Harold RayI"
while L started. and grew pale and
iery in one moment, and felt that
Ray" must be branded upon my fore
head. ~ don't like the sound OF it.
Ray-RayI 1 can Just imagine him.
a little man in velvet coat and big,
btOad-brImmed hat. Ughl
4 ask you frankly, could tell her at
this moment that was the guilty per-
son?
No, must put in a few words in
favor OF poor Harold Ray first
~Ahl Did you say Ray?" I asked.
why, Harold Rly-yes, yes-why.
he's = great friend Of niine!''
''Oh, beg your pardon if l have
said anything rude of your FRIEND"
said she,'' punctIliously, not at all as
II she were sorry. though. "But don't
you Ctnnk yourself that it was a little
too-well. presuming of hIm?'
L pulled my moustache and looked
critical.
"well, grant you that 1t was hardly
a fair thing, and all that, you know"
said, with candor; ''but you must
consider the circumstances, the infer
mali.y OF the place-the temptation, SO
to speak. If you knew Ray am sure
you would never accuse him of imper-
He is certainly not a bore,
he reveres the fair sex"
She was gazing dreamily at the pict-
ture, "and when / paused she smiled,
not at all disapproyingly, and muir
INJURED: "Oh, go on-pray go onl Tell
me more about him."
"WeIl, there isn't anything more TO
tell" said. feeling myself fairly in a
corner, for L really could not sound my
own trumpet any longer.
lis he-handsome?" she asked. with
a nonchalant air, still gazing at my
picture.
"Eh-hardlyl" stammered.
50, lever?''
ssNo, decidedly not. Has a little
talent. but that is al" "
Not ham Isome, and not clever" she
repeated, with a laugh. "Why, then,
what is this is In teresting creature?"
.sOnIy an axtise with an IDEAL"
began, half lightly. half in earnest; "a
,oung fellow who IS tracking foot
prints TO the sea, and wondering where
.hey ara going to lead him; a poor
creature whose fate IS marked by
crimson sailor hat, which he can't
pluck up the courage TO lift In short,
were 1 30 tell my friend that had at
asst seen the original of his mysterious
5ketch he would be beside himself.
We're to hold out the promise that he
night enjoy the same privilege, he
would be in the proverblal seventh
heaven; and did he meet you he would
be-
L felt q hearty slap upon my back,
aud heard Jack Barrett cry out: "Ray,.
Did fellow, let me congratulate you!
You deserve your Iucki .Dre.my
Constance Ia a grand success. TIE
Earl or Sheppy kas called at the studio |
his morning, and offered to buy 1t"
Barrett y SAID, as he desperately |
pressed my hand, "spother time, old !
'ellow. This lady"
Jack saw for the first time that he
was looking over the shoulder Of lady,
who turned am met his gaze with eyes
sparkling with rage, L suppose poor
Barrett had never had a woman look /
It him like that before. He assured
ne afterwards tn at he should never
are aboat the experience being Ie-
L managed to bsstle him off, and
hen, for a moment, wished myself
anywhere rather than in the Academy,
standing like culprn, with my eyes
.ast down.
Suddenly / heard a pretty little
augh, and looking up saw Constance
vas holding her catalogue up to her
ace. while her eyes laughed over the
op. 1 had burst into a loud laugh !
.lso, but just as I was enjoying the
-un l was confronted bay Musgrave,
yhose very existence l owsn 1 had Tor
,otten-
s.Oh, there Is yoIr-AhV L began.
l could not bring myself TO say
so finished the sentence
With a silent epithet-
Brother" she said, turning PAIR
If laughing eyes full upon me-
Addressing her brother, she sa ato:
sDo you know, Charley, L am afraid L
nave mortalIy offended Mr.. Ray, wfn
$ a friend of yours, L understand.
lad no idea il was he who painted
Day Dreams. and have been critics.
ng 1t before his very face"
"Oh, do not mention 1t, Miss MUS
rrayel L must apologize for my impu- !
ience in sketching you whilst you were
and L trust you will forgive
me-" said L.
ssOf course will; only L hope you |
will forget all the harsh things L said |
,hout the man in a velvet coat and |
no looping hat" she replied, laugh |