Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1889-02-07

crinkle and wave OF the sunny ndlr re-
fected there still there was new charm
in it as shown by the FURNISHED surface
of the photograph card, and she imagined
her lovers pleased surprise when he
should open the eavelol e which he would
receive on St Valentines Day and find
her face, arch and smiling, looking up at
him.
She had had only the one taken. She
was a little exclusive, and preferred that
her face should not be shown promiscu-
ously, and it was proof which spoke for
itself of her affection for Harvey Ingra-
ham, when she was willing to entrust him
with the shadow of herself.
He knew of this popularity of hers, and
would, she was sure, read the act as
she intended he should. There was an
other aspirant to her hand and affections,
Harris Miller, mail-clerk on the B. & Y.
road at one of the stations of which
Harvey Ingraham WAS telegraph operator,
but to his chagrin Helen had resolutely
refused to listen to his suit, and he was
angry and JEALOUS of young Ingraham in
proportion.
Harris Miller was of good reputation. edu-
cation and family, still there was some. ing
On his face VIII ch gave warning of some
t1ing wrong in his character; downcast,
furtive pair of eyes, making it d ficult to
catch those wary organs in straIghtfor-
ward, honest look.
Helen, with her quick woman's instinct,
mad taken dislike to him for which she
could hardly account, but. with rare
sense of honor, she had kept her unfavor-
able opinion to herself, not wishing to
barm the young man IN any way, and had
not spoken of her dislike even to Harvey
hau nUhn lOolyod Miller
as a rival, though how dan gerous he could
not determine from Helen's manner.
She wrote but the two conventional
words, Your Valentine" upon the back
of the photograp |, but under the circum-
stances they conveyed all the answer to
his question that he could ask for.
On the very morning on which Helen
prepared her valentine for mailing, Ear-
Vey Ingraham sat before his desk. smile
upon his handsome features, as he also
prepared his mail for st Valentines Day.
An elegant affair in satin and filagree
with silver cupids pointing to an i'm
passioned love verse lay side by side with
a comic mon-trosty.
June will dance w tn wrath when she
gets that" he soliloquized, as he looked at
the ugly creation of fancy. June was his
81 ,ter, and the two were in the habit of
play .ng jokes upon each other, June's last
effort in that direction having been SO
successful that h r brother had no COM
FUNCTIONS of consc ence in choosing the
worst looking parody on females that he
could find, even touch ng on her gait,
her one tender spot for sensitive fee ling
for June VS. decidedly wobbly in her
walk and as decidedly ayerse to being re
minded of it.
He directed his envelopes, laying them
face downward as he did so, and as an
other Matter called for his attention he
sii ped the valentines hastily in and
sealed them, never dreaming that he could
q ssibly make m stake.
Helen waited impatiently for the postman
on St Valentines morning and eagerly
broke the seal of the envelope directed in
the hand she knew so well. She changed
color as she took out the contents, and her
eyes fairly blaZed with anger as she gave
q comprehensive look at the hideous comic
horror which it contained, for Harvey in
his haste had changed the envelopes, and
while June was in raptures over dear