The Monmouth inquirer., 1889-08-08
A GIRLS MISTAKE
By MRS. G. BIGG- -wITHBR.
Continued from List Week }

Mayfair house had been let tc
a wealthy stock broker; for she fell
convinced, had she accompanied them
to an unknown country, she would have
been compelled to live on garlic, oil and
other denominations, her life a misery be
twixt robbers and mules. And, tc
speak honestly, Cousin Adela had reach
ed that age when travelling is not ever
a triste plaisir, but WEAKNESS Of the
flesh. And it was not without misgiv-
ings that she saw her relatives set out
for she was greatly attached to them.
However, her faith IN her soldier cousin
was unbounded.
VII.
Time sped on. Winter was replaced
by spring. The soft Devonian hills and
dales were clothed in their freshest en-
erald tints. The sea was tossing gayly,
as If it too rejoiced in this universal re-
juvenescence. The garden at The Myr-
ties was beautiful with the gracious
scent laden flowers of spring.
Cousin Adela, accompanied by old
Don. the colonel's retriever, was
busily engaged in experimenting the
finishing touches of the gardener,
and then both pronounced it perfect.
The dark background of myrtles, the
hyacinths that perfumed the air, the
vivid tulips,.the periwinkles, the pale,
tender primrose still lingering, and be-
yond all this the glorious sea full of am
bient light.
II think this is very happy place,
Peach" observed Miss Hewitt; $50
bright and cheerful"
"It is, num-" replied Peach, succinct-
ly. "And these gardens do repay the
labor. The colonel and miss will be real
glad to see 'em again, I'll be bound Why,
mum, there they ber' as the colonel and
his daughter drove up to the garden gate.
When they saw the kind, beam
ing face and homely form of Cou-
sin Adela, with honest old Peach,
and Don's overpowering delight, they
both exclaimed, "How delightful to be
at home once morer
'Welcome home, dear. Herbert, and
you, too, dear child. Peach and were
only just saying that the spring flowers
here were at their best to welcome you.
"And how lovely they are; we have
seen nothing to equal them abroad, have
we, dad?" exclaimed Carmen.
Cousin Adela noticed great improve
ment in her young relative, gentle
cheerfulness, a gracious womanliness, as
though she had passed through the fire
that purifes and refnes.
'sSome letters have arrived for you to-
day, Herbert. They are in your study. y
Thanks, Adeia; will see to them at
once" And he entered the house for
that purpose.
"How glad 1 am to be home
again, and to see your dear old
faceI' said Carmen, as she kissed
affectionately the good motherly
cheek. "How cleverly Peach has
clipped my bower of myrtles;
it looks SO soft and green. All, Cousin
Adela, / see you have had the little iron
table and chairs repainted. And what
a lovely, dainty colorl Opal, is it not
or pale green?"
"My dear, Peach must take that credit
to himself. He said, Mum, Miss Car
men is always a-gazing at the sea. De
pend upon it, she likes the color of it. .
"And what did you say, Cousin
Adela?"
''I just told him to paint it, my dear,
and this is the result"
ssHe is evidently an artist" said Car
men.
sNo, my dear. A nice, neat, respect
able gardener. But come in now; there
is the luncheon bell.
Instead of which Carmen ran after old
Peach, who was putting up his tools with
careful deliberation. Peach! the paint
is lovely color. It is just as the sea
looks on still, soft evening"
cay, miss, it be. I've watched that
ere sea, man and boy, for sixty years
and it's that changeable; but there is
times when it looks like mother O. pearl,
pink and green, shot like. Maybe that's
what Miss Carmen likes says I.''
Thank you SO much, Peach. 1t is just
what dolike. have brought you such
a smart scarf from Spain"
"Have you now, miss? While I was
a-thinking Of you. you was a-thinking
of mer'
eyes, Peach, often thought of alb
sent friends"
SAY, ay, miss. That's right! Friends
is friends, wherever you may be"
Then Carmen having rejoiced the heart
of the old factotum, entered the house
"I am longing for my luncheon, Cousin
Adela."
ssAh, that's right" said the elder lady
Frightening, for she greatly liked her lit
tie efforts to be appreciated.
[ Col. Massingbird had retired to reat
his letters; the perusal of them conveyed
contrary impressions, relief, regret
There was an inclosure for his daughter
in strange handwriting, and it was ad
dressed to Mrs. Fitzclare. His own let
ter was from his lawyer. 1t ran as fol
lows:
cat last we have heard from our agen
in Australia. 1t would seem from hi
letter that Mr.. Fitzclare has been dea(
for at least two years. But you will learr
from Mr.. Frisby's letter GncloseO the
exact state of the case"
Enclosure