The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1889-04-21
EASTER VI0LETS.
Fanny Foster Clark in Harper's Bazaar.
1.-THE GUILD,

ana having rented their headquarters in {
properlysqualid part OF New York, the cues.
ton arose as to the choice OF name. Mis-:
Van Coyte, great heiress, who had liter
airy pretensions, proposed "The Eleemosy
nary" But "Iiow do you spell it2' came
so patty from Mr.. Kilbraith, an impecun.
ious Journalist, whose fame was as vet OBJ
scure, that the motion died OF its own alb.
surdity. This Mr.. Kilbraith was broad.
shouldered young man who carried his
strength somewhat loosely, who was OF the
--somplexion known as SANDY" and whose
prematurely lined face was not overland
some, but very expressive.
A young lady, rigidly patterned on an
English hoBewoman, made the next pro-
posal-"The Victoria" Then school.
girl proposed "Gentle Deeds" and q
thoughtless fellow suggested "The Jolly
Mariners" and being met with derisive
laughter, blushed very creditably. But at
last up spoke Charlie Bond-Bond, the
rich stockbroker handsome man, shin
ing with prosperity, from the latest thing
in neckties, with black pearl in il, down
the correct waistcoat and unwrinkled mar
vel OF the London trousers, TO tho points
OF his glossy boots, ms rnkish rs the Yacht
he owned. Charlie held up bit OF card
board, on which was emblazoned' by TIT
any gorgeous monogram. 'There," sad
he, tracing out the inyolutions with his
finger, 81 fancy I've settled this matter.
g, Il. d H. O.'-Consolidated Refresh.
ment and Entertainment Organization.
Oily Chittenden, young man possessed
OF harmless intentions, feeble intellect,
and father whose pocket book was prac-
ticaliy bottouless, raised iubilant
You've hit II, Charlie" while DR.. Nase-
by nodded approval and smiled his dis
Greet smile. In another second the guild
would have been chrslened; but Kill
braiih, the pro!ane, remarked, with irri-
Eating disiinctness, and without changing
the angle nj which he lounged against the
piano, "lhe people will take MS for pat
ent health food concern"
"What the deuce do you mean?" ex-
claimed Bond, angrily.
"Why, consolidated refreshments"
'1gswercd Kilbraiih, quietly.
iroNo." said Bond, getting very excited
uhks y" consolidated organization. ,"
OF sysNy's going 10 travel a mile 20 read
very ,h9ion' when 'reircshmcnt Is plaoed
myself " near" said Kilbraith. "Well.
Dolh oi.per goes into Wall Street, &C. II.
lhsS. has the light stock market ring"
somoDouv Uttered, and the BOY who
had been Vnughed ut roared outright TO
vent his oYn wounded pride on the next
unfortunately rs WITS quite proper. Mr..
Bond scowl terribly. and the situation
was Decohi o. oppressive, when there
rl.shced 10 tli Just Mt Dr. Naseby's feet n
little bunch cl yiolets that had been nest.
ling IN the pnt OF a young lady's dress.
That young Ady WIS very pretty, and her
maine -llTa--{iathlccn Bryce. The clergy
man picked them up. tested their FRA.
GRANGE, and suddenly perceived a way out
Of the dilemma. As Miss Bryce has been
mainly instrumental in founding the
guild, lac said, why not call il after
her flower2 What do you say to the wi
olct Guild2 It's quite simple, and quite
appropriate 10 the notion Miss Bryce
has already expressed OF giving q few flow.
crs 10 the poor people on Easter Day."
Bond sollened at once, and looking
pointedly nt Miss Bryce, cried, Capital"
aud the ladies delicaiely clapped their
hands. But Miss Bryce, who was girl
oi about twenty-five. slight aud fair, with
beautiful big brown eyes, protested. "Oh,
don't let us have anything personal,
please"
Then Mr.. Kilbmth said, half unwill-
ingly, and M II approving only because
there WIS no possible room for objection,
There's nothing personal about violots
every girl you meet has them stuck about
herr
When DR.. Nascby, turning to Kathleen
with his admirable fusion OF dignity and
gallantry, declared, 'Pm glad the name
comes fgom you, even indirectly, for the
whole good work Is yours" Charlie Bond
watched him closely; for Bond, az all his
Friends knew, was paying desperate suit 10
Miss Bryce.
II cay. Charlie" whispered his friend
Oily, why don't YOU come 10 the point
and decide matters2 Everybody knows
how rich you are"
"Richl echoed Bond, dismally. whats
THAR Why, old Bryce has ten millions.
What's money 10 giri like that7"
Thcrcupon Oily produced unconsciously
n charming sarcasm on mairimOny; II say,
Charlie, 10 20 for poor girl, after all, be-
cause then q fellows dead sure OF not DO.
Ing refused"
kilbaith, oyorhcaring this guieless bit.
tcrness, snuntered toward Miss Bryce aud
repeated II. She merely availcd herself Of
that great safeguard Of peaceful social In.
tcrcouuc, a meaningless laugh. hut as
the laugh OF pretty woman mas bear in
depreciation. Dr. Nasoby regarded her with
intensity, Bond with jealous anxiety, but
kilbraith darted on 10 open tho piano; for
this was an entertainment evening and
there would presently bean influx Of hulk
ing hali-grown boys, shy women and dirty
children.
"Dr. Nascby," asked Bond. looking
after him, do you think Kilbraith, us Il
newspaper man, can have the timo or the
talent 10 DO an efficient member OF our
guild2"
"Wcll," answered DR.. Nalcby, slrug-
Cling 10 be fair, 81 have left the member
ship OF the guild mainly In the hands Of
Mis- Bryce, who practically founded IL.
What do you say, Miss Brycc7"
:. Kathleen knew she was facing aquestlon
by which two jealous and distrlctol lovers
hoped 10 test her feelings toward tho OBJ
ject VI their common aversion, an | that
object was the only man she really carr
Tor In the wide world.
"Well, we must all admit that Mr.. XII.
braith has been Of more practical service In
tho guild than anybody else, and he eniiccs
the people In quito wonderfully" she 70.
piled, regarding the two gentlemen with n
little sotrirc I'm that discouraged further
conversation on that subject.
Miss Van Coytc, who alccied ireema-
sonry with literary people, called out,