San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-07-13

that he had been rather badly treated
He had come there that evening hoping
| to further assure himself that he must
receive satisfactory answer to the ques-
ton he was now only waiting favorable
opportunity to put, and behold theaady of
his love was spending most of her time
sitting in a quiet nook with an exceed
ingly dangerous looking companion
from his point of view.
Frances felt quite sorry the evening
was over. When she reached her own
room, before divesting herself of her fin
cry, she stood for a moment or two be-
fore her looking glass. 1t was certainly
a graceful reflection that met her eyes;
a slender form clothed in soft, creamy
silk, rich white neck, against which
lay large cluster of sweet Glaire de
Dion roses, small head adorned with
thick coils of shining hair turned simply
off from low, white forehead, delicate
ly marked eyebrows and long, thick
lashes shading pair of clear, brown
eyes, small, sensitive mouth and
straight, well cut nose. That the pic
ture was so far satisfactory seemed evil
dent from the slight sigh with which
she turned away and began drawing off
her long gloves. Then she unfastened
the roses from her bosom and held them
to her face again and again, as if she
could not have enough of their fragrance,
afterward putting them carefully in
water, lingering over the task, as if the
sight and scent of them recalled some
thing pleasant to her mind.
The next afternoon Mrs. Lisle and
Frances went to pay some calls, and on
their return found two visitors cards on
the hall table, and with them basket
of exquisite Gloire de DIXON roses Mrs.
Lisle took up the cards and read "Her-
bert J. Moreton Josselyn" and John
Smith, Junior"
Edith came flying down the stairs two
at time.
"Oh, Francie, the roses are for you.
Aren't they lovely? Two gentlemen
brought them. met them on the door
step-they came in a cab-I was just
coming in from the square with the lit
tie ones. The one who had the flowers
was such a handsome fellow-he said to
me, Are you one of the Miss Lisles? so
said, Yes, I'm Edith then he said: 4
have brought some flowers for your sis
ter; we were talking about roses last
night, and she said that these were her
favorite sort. | told her was sure she
had never seen any to beat those at The
Grange now. These are to prove the
truth of my assertion So there-I've
delivered my message, and think you
ought to give me one of the roses for re-
Numbering it ALL"
"You are welcome to as many as you
like" said Frances coldly. "I'm sure ]
don't want the Smiths flowers" and she
turned away and walked upstairs with
a considerably heightened color in her
proud young face.
Mrs. Lisle told her husband of this
little incident during their usual short
after dinner chat.
"Ah!' said he, between the puffs at
his cigar, 81 thought those two young
people seemed rather struck with each
other. Now, Milly, let nothing be said
to Frances. Tell Edith | forbid any
chatting or teasing; she'd better not
mention his name even. That girl is
mischievous little spoilsport. Leave
things to take G.natural course. Why
it would be match after my own
heart! don't mind confessing, never
did altogether take to the other. Did
you notice how completely Fitzhardy
was left out in the cold last night?''
Meanwhile Edith was by no means
above availing herself of her sisters
permission.
Secondhand presents are better than
none" she said, as she pinned choice
bud or two into the front of her frock.
II wonder if shall have baskets of roses
brought me When am grown up. I'm
afraid not; shall never be beauty like
Frances"
She might have thought differently
had she overheard a remark one young
man made to the other as they left the
square behind them that afternoon.
II say, Jack-talk of that tall, pale
girl last night-what do you think of the
younger sister,?
"She looks jolly little thing" he re-
pied. "It's an indescribably lovable,
happy little face, and quite unconscious of
its own charm; whereas Miss Lisle knows
her market value only too well"-
Jack! you are coarse" his friend in
terrupted h, tly.
The only answer was a long drawn,
expressive , histle; then there was a
short pause, after which the subject was
changed.