Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-11-14

nendS 1nterlOcked under her head, the
| gorgeous, striped Afghans making a
proner setting to her girlish beauty,
while Lilias Lejeune, the elder, her
forty-yenr-old maiden aunt, sat at the
other end of the place, arranging long.
| stemmed roses in a quaint Omari vase,
with dragon handles, and throat
| splashed with the delicious blue tint so
| dear to connoisseurs.
Lilias-"Lill," they called her, to
distinguish her from Miss Lejeune, the
| elder was rosebud of seventeen
| Miss Lflias, "a the contrary, was u
| rose in full bloom.
81 do think" said Lill, smothering
| an incipient yawn, ''that Colonel
| Mainwaring was the handsomest man
| here last night, for all of his tive-and-
forty years.
! Lilias shrugged her shoulders.
"lou young people are so intoler-
| ant, said she. ''Iou talk of Colonel
/ Mainwaring as if he were a second
| Methuselsh!"
"Iut tive-and-forty - it's almost
fifty said Lill. ''5ome people are
| horrid at fifty He isn't, though. I
wond.r, Aunt Lilias, why he never
married."
Miss Leieune rose.
'I haven't half enough of these
Glory of Dion roses" said she Il
must go down and gather some more {"
"3ut it's SO warm!" pleaded Lill
'It shady down in the rose gar.
den"
Lill looked sleepily after the light,
retreating figure.
81 wonder if it's true," said she,
"that Colonel Mainwaring was in love
with Aunt Lilias years and years ago
before he went to India? How funny,
to think that there were love and lovers
twenty years ago.! But Colonel Main
wsring will make royal lover 10,
somebody vet. I-am-not-certa
but that at-Tll try-for him-myself.
And Lill dritted into dimpled slum-
ber
While Lilias Leieune, clipping away
among the glossy leaved vines with heI
rose scissors, was utterly reckless
whether she cut flowers, stemser stalks.
"Why does he come back here to
haant me?" she asked herself, with
restlessly shining eyes. 81 had schooled
myself to forget him. Why did he moi
stay where he was? One thing is very
certain: He shall not again have the
chance to jilt me-"
Just then little wholly -pated pic
aninny came running to her.
"Please, Miss Lilias," he cried, ''Miss
! Daily Warden wants to see you! Miss
Daily she's pow'ful bad to-day"
Lilias gave little shudder.
Dallette Warden was the overseer'a
daughter, a woman of about her age,
who WAS dying of consumption. She
did not like Daily, and never had liked
her, but how was it possible to refuse
C dying request like this?
81 will come" she answered, shortly.
Daily sat propped up among her pill
lows, her pallid face lighted up with
the shine of her great fevered eyes.
She had once been very pretty; she
had an interesting countenance still.
'It's very condescending of Miss
Lejeune to come to visit the poor over
seer's daughter, said she ironically.
But Lilias ignored the tone.
els there anything l can do for
you, Dally?' she asked, gently.
"No," flashed the girl, "there's
nothing anybody can do for me any
morel But I'd like you to under
stand one or two things, Miss Le-
eune, before it is too late"
Lilias looked puzzled.
"You and 1 have been rivals al
gays" said Daily. ''Oh, you may
pretend not to know it That amazed
.ook of yours is excellent acting, uut
it don't impose on me. You werS
afraid that Edgar Mainwaring would
like me better than he liked you, and
that night you gave the grand party
at the Hail you didn't ask me. YoIt
said it wasn't fitting that the over
seer's daughter should be invited to
mingle with all the grandees OF ths
county. Oh, you were fine and
''srighty in those days! But You
ser dreamed that the poor overseer's
ughter could make or mar your
fate TOR you. When Mr.. Mainwarins
went tn Tndia-he wasn't a colonel in