Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1889-01-02

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And you're the sweetest girl in the
world
Guy, I'm positively growing vain.
1 wish fraulein thought the same
viii you ever be in earnest, Juliet.
l know you will never marry me when
you're grown up. You make fun OF
everything, and you VIII turn out
good-for-nothlng dirt
There was a pause, and l tried to
look forward into the future. l glanced
at Guy. His dark eyes were melan-
choly, ludlcrously so, perhaps, but 1
was touched. lie looked so sincere, and
/ felt unworthy OF the alteration ex-
pressed SO plainly in his face. l was
perky, odious, and hated myself.
Are you sure you mean what you
say?' asked hesitatngly.
Yes he said simply, and knew he
was speaking the truth.
And if you meet prettisr and nicer
girls than L am, you won't like them
better than me?'
You are the prettiest and the incest
girl in the world
I don't want you to say that; 1
want you to say you'll never love any
one but me-
Il shall never love any one half so
well.'
And so the romance of my life began.
When was seventeen my father gave
his consent to my engagement with
Guy, and we were to be married when
1 was twenty. The course of my love
ran very smoothly; Guy took honors at
Cambridge in his third year; 1 was
eighteen then, and was taken to town
for my presentation. l staid with
Connie, but l made not the slightest
sensation. was not pretty, and, with
one exception, l positively hated and
feared the young men. L was also con-
scious of being the plainest in the
family. Little Ismay grew more beau
| tiful every day.
How she IS growing upl' 1t was
Guy who spoke, and he was referring
| to little Ismay, who was crossing the
! stepping-stones to come to US.
l sat on the river bank, and Guy
Iounged at my feet. Something In his
voice made me glance down at him.
she is the flower of the flock. Far
| prettier than COnnIe.'
Then you don't include yourself in
| the beauty competition, Julietp'
I never thought of comparing myself
with Connie, and she IS nothing to
| Ismay.'
But you are the best Of the three,
Ju.'
L feel annoyed al your remarks. /
wish people would never allude to my
looks, and that they would not try TO
console me for my lack of beauty by
telling me l am amiable-which isn't
true--or that have the beauties OF the
| mind, or nonsense of that Sort
Ismay came up and seated herself 10y
Guy. Two more beautiful faces could
not have beea imagined. His, clear,
dark aud classical; hers, equally per-
feet, with a complexion of pearls and
roses, with golden hair, and dark gray,
iustrious eyes.
Il hope L am not de trop,' she said
calmly, seating herself aud spreading
out her muslin skirts; but L thought
JUS voice sounded cross, and L am
come to make peace
More likely to create discord, L said
with impatience.
Guy glanced up, and then murmured
something about the golden apple.
DO you remember Paris and the
appleP' asked lsmay, looking straight
into his eyes. IF L had been there /
think it would have been given to me.
l was accustomed to hear such re-
marks every day, and only laughed;
but Guy had not seen much of lsmay
in the last year, and he stared with as
! tonishment at the audaciOus beauty.
She returned his gaze for a few seconds,
and then cast down her eyes. That
was only acting. Whatever lsmay
was, she was not shy. l tried u
! talk to Guy as l d!d: when we were
alone. Then / used TO chatter by the
hour together-rigmarole, lie used tC
) call it--a one-sided conversation on
every imaginable topic, which l knew
amused him, although he rarely spoke,
but be was quite content to listen IN
/ silence. But l felt trifle constrained
with that graceful white figure before
my eyes. and when l glanced at Guy
: his eyes were on Ismay, he had appar-
emily forgotten me. l rose abruptly.
} Where is Juliet going?' asked lsmay
of Guy.
He raised his eyes languidly.
Are you tired of the Tiver?'
7 'Yes;' and L turned to go.
lie rose also.
Aren't you coming, lsmay?'
NO; and l am vexed at you for leav-
ing me. 1t is nearly year since I've
seen anything of you, and l wanted tC
hear all the news-where you've been
what you've done, and everything
She sat pouting on the hank, and ht
7 stood irresolute before her.
There's really no reason why you
should dog my footsteps l said mag
: unanimously; pray tell Ismay everything
worth telling. l am going home
And home L went; and all the way
wondered what those two were talking
about, and mentally scolded myself fol
an unreasonable feeling of grief which
had stolen into my heart.
That same evening / went and sal
oil Fa1s - to. kaa
] tennis lawn, 1 was alone for wha
seemed to me a very long time. The
: rosy after-glow melted INTO the blue
: gray sky; the moon launched her silvel
boat and here and there a star fIckered
: in the heavens. The corn crake wa
} busy in the hay fields, and the scent Of
the roses and honeysuckle IN the
| veranda stole to me on the air.
think l looked nice that night; no
! beautiful could never be that-bu
as pretty as most girls. / wore whit,
frock and pearl necklace, and my fan
hair was twisted into a big heavy loop
{ Guys voice reused me from my revery
/ You resemble Ellen Terry as you 81
there. Look up at me-
He placed his hands on my shoulders
] and looked into his eyes. He laughet
and sat down beside me.
You have a queer expression IN you
eyes tonight, Juliet. What is In
matter?''
o Il don't know. Something is going
D to happen
b, He sighed impatlently.
. You seem very queer, too, Guy
S DO you believe in love at first sight 7
Yes, in many cases. Is that what i
: making you sigh so? Have you fallel
in love with some one at first sight?'
/, oh, don't know-that is to say,
0 haven't. Are you in love, JulietY'
what question: L exclaimed indig
e nantly, although L was half laughing
s If you wish me to say l am in Low
with you, 1 shan't.'
e Il wish to heaven you were notl' h
exclaimed vehemently.
l The blood rushed into my cheeks, an
1 sprang up uppassionately. Before ha