Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1894-12-06

! Raymond entered.
CHAPTER v.
''CAN YOU TELL THE MEANING OF
FLOWERS?"
He gave me rose,
And he said. "Can you read
The alphabet dewy-eyed Flora invented
$50 daintily tinted, and charmingly scented
TO write over valley and mead?"'
1t was just as we'll that Cecil did not
see.
He was grave young man, with
somewhat pOmpOus notions on most
sub ects, and in particular very exact
views with regard to propriety and de-
cOrum.
Although he was found Of his own
sisters, he never rOmped with them,
nor made fun with them, nor giggled
with them behind backs His tests,
when he made any, were solemn af
fairs, to be duly appreciated and re-
corded-but they were no freemasonry
with him. And, in consequence, how
ever kind, and attentive, and consid-
crate the elder brother and cousin
might be, he was in their hearts, per-
haps, more respected than beloved, and
wild little Jerry drew away, as by in
stinct, from Bellenden's touch when
the door opened.
For herself, she was not in the
least offended: it needed q good deal to
put Jerry on her dignity as she had
been put that afternoon; but she felt
intuitively that Cecil would have
looked askance upon the little byeplay.
Accordingly she now stepped up to
him with the best imitation of her
grandmother's reception manner
which she could assume, and, more
over, with her small round face so de-
murely made up, that he must have
been rogue indeed who would have
ventured to associate it with pulling
of curls, or the like.
Defenders gay words were ringing
in her ears nevertheless, and she was
fain to have SO ne more O. them, and to
get away from young Raymond as soon
as she could: although, up to the pres
emit time, the annual visit OF her cousin
had been something to be looked for
ward to, and counted upon, and he
himself had been quite the parsonage
of the hour Now, and all at once, he
was cast from his pedestal. He was no
longer the first; and, from being the
first he had not even descended to a
secondary place, but was hurled to the
that the little lady by his side wanted,
being to cut short his opening SEN
fences, and slip back to the seat in the
window, wherein sat her new friend,
quiet enough now, looking down upon
the 1ower-beds below, and thinking of
nothing less than of making an i'm
preston upon susceptible. childish
heart
Jerry thought he looked beautiful
sitting there, his handsome profile
distinctly cut against the sky outside,
and his fine easy figure half in, half
out of the open easement. as his chin
rested on his arm outside. She did
not know how, but she felt-for she was
a perceptive little creature that there
was difference even between the suit
of modest black worn alike by Cecil
and bv this stranger. Cell was par
ticular to degree about his clothes:
but, somehow, the tout ensemble of
the other was just missed by him. and
Jerry knew it. Poor little innocent
thing. her heart gave its first throb of
a new and unknown nature as she
watched that shaply outlined, strongly
made. graceful form sitting so quietly
there in the twilight All in a mo-
ment, as we have said, Cecil became
burden intolerable.
well, Jerry, and what have you
been about latelv?" began he, as un-
conscious as babe. and in the usual
comprehensive style wherewith re-
lations and intimates are fond of ac-
costing each other after absence.
Riding much-eh? How's the Fly
ing Dutchman9 Or have you got
new pony by this time?"
"Macalister is looking out for one.
He says it will be best to wait for the
Falkirk Trvst, replied Jerry, hoping
that the sub ect was now disposed Of
1.-The Falkirk Tryst? Oh, remem-
Der. A sort of market eh?" and Cecil
settled down upon it comfortably in
spite of her concluding tone. ''And so
YOU are to get one, then?"
s.Macalllster says the best bred ami
mails are to be had there
THE best bred animals That
smacks of the stable. Miss jerry
doesn't it. eh?a
He said so,' said Jerry, coloring
more deeply than was her wont, and
not disposed to pooh-pooh the correo-