The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1889-03-05

exchanged by the Garcins, but this
escaped Orton's observation, sc busy was
he with his inward vision. It brought
out a common smile when all three of them
said an once:
"The young lady is extremely beauti-
full"
Madame Garcin even laughed aloud in
q subdued way.
"It must be So" remtrked Orion,
when everybody declares it"
ooh, but she is perfectly lovely" ex-
claimed Lalie, "I never have seen any one
else that was half so beautiful. When you
once have your eyes on her, Mosieu, you
will say this yourself, certainly"
Doubtless, :" said Oorton, "and before
long that is just where / hope to awe my
eyes. l shall feel honored indeed if l can
but see, from a little closer point of view,
this lovely Lily of Rochon.
"Oh, but that is ch%armingl" cried Lalie,
"that name for her. You are clever, Mo-
sieu Orion, to think of it. 1t suits her
precisely. The Lily of Rochon, I like il"
The smiles and surreptitious signals
/ went round again; this time Orion was IN
directly aware of them.
"Misss Rochon is known by the fowery
title is she not?" he inquired quickly
looking from one to another. Captain
Victor said so, audit Pleasedeme to accept
his nomenclature along with his very ro-
mantle stories"
certainly, Mo'sieu Victor told you
truly, the Lily Of Reoton is. what the
sailors all name her" said Madame Gracin
with her inimitable readiness and swift
ness. Probably Lalie did not know
that; L.alie is very young, you see."
II am past fifteen now" the girl
affirmed, pointing prettfly and glancing
shyly at Orion, "and certainly, that isn't
a baby's age. Do You thing it is, Mofieu
"Lalie!"
"Lalie!"
In n breath both father and mother
chided the girl while at the same time
they were laughing admiringly' and look
ing with w~ide-open eyes from each other
to Orion.
Olives and little dry salt fish with c~laret,
were served just then by the demure
waiter.
"For my part" said Lafie persistently,
81 am quite tired of being sacha very lit
tie bit of a girl. Really / should like to
be called Man'zelle Garcin with a low
bow and a very deferentiaI air.
"Lalie!'
"4Lalie!''
9 Orion laughed and the host and hostess
looked contentedly surprised at their
daughters show of boldness and spirit.
"She is quite spoiled, is Lalie," OBJ
WV AToloroo Go~oSr ~ro1an+1r- a chn
gave the signal for rising. "She has been
only one and has not seen much of
life. The birds in the woods know as
much as she. Certainly she is a little
wild and untaught, but she is a good
child"
"She speaks Englees mo- fas' tan me-"
added Garcin in an undertone, but she
shame, she scare wen she speak eet, GER
tainly. I don mo- wat at she scare wen
she speak Eat Engless. Now myself, it
scare me wen l speak Eat Engless so veil.
Eet ees not any shame to speak eet."
They passed into the room where the
spinet was and Lalie after a while sang
some light songs playing quite cleverly.
Her voice was not strong, but it had the
touch of wlldness which Orion liked, a
bird-like sweetness with a quality of its
own, rare and engaging.
The wind continued to blow from the
North during the rest of the day, so that
Orion found it very agreeable. to remain
indoors, now chatting with Lalie, now
smoking with Garcin, anon reading in an
old Frence romance that he found on the
mantle in his room.
At night the wind fell. A calm of two
hours was followed by q balmy breath
from the Gulf. Soon twas warm again.
Dinner came at seven, the, table bearing a
load of viands charmingly served. The
house was lighted with m~yrtleswax cam
dies whose family fragrant smoke touched
the. air with a delicate film of dreamy IN
SO to call it, at once gratifying
and unique.
BY the time that Orion sought his bed,
the moon hadcpne UP and the air was
full Of tender warmth. That night while
the mockngbirds sang as if under their
breath, and while Lalie slept Just beyond
the wall from him, he dreamed of the
lilly of Rochon.
~lcoNTINUED NEXT. WEEK.