The Globe-republican., 1895-11-21
SUB ROSA.

The Hon. Mrs. Maltravers. Fraser,
her gardener, ancient, autocratic ana
well meaning Scene, conservatory.
Mrs. Maltravers-It is very singular,
Fraser. that we shouldn't have SIN
gle camellia. Now, Sir Francis houses
Il saw them only the other day
are full of them.
Fraser-There's wulgarity num-
ohout camellias as it doesn't surprise
me. Sir Francis-begging your par
don if he's a partickled friend of yours
should have 4 heap Of 'em. a
nasty, snowy shrub is a cameiiia' 10
nv thinking. mum. AS gaudy as you
n,ease for a little, but pick 'em and IN
ten minutes they're as brown as
brown It's hallegorical, to my
thinking, mum.
Mrs Maltravers-AllegOr Nhat
IN the world do you mean, Fraser:
Fraser-Well, mum, it's this. Slr
Francis valet tells ma StcrS Walet anu
masters wallet he tells me as now
Sir Francis has lot 4 lot of money Mte-
Iv and. camelias or no camelias, amt
as rich as you'd think. "TOok to the
turf." saws masters wallet to me only
very morning. Its a pore LOOKOUT
for our Miss Lyddy." says l "as they
arc going to marry to Sir Francis. and
IN m axe it my dOoty to let the missus
know his gOings on.
Mrs. Malrravers with dignity)-Real-
6usy Yourself so much with my-pri-
yate affairs. Let me recommend you
70 look after your buSineSS-whlch
very sorely needs your attention. III
tie more and mine little less. You
do not know. perhaps. that your can
dor is something very like lmpertl-
nence.
Fraser-No. mum. I don't. I'm that
fond of Miss Lyddy. as I'd do anything
for her. And Miss Lyddy, do she care
for Sir Francis: You take my word
for it, mum, not Il iot. Why, when
he give his grand ball. l meet Miss
Lyddy. and says she to me. Il suppose
must have some flowers to wear this
evening, Fraser" And says l, agree
ing ready: You shall. Miss. Name
your flower. Miss. and I'll do it." 'Oh.
l don't care. thank you. Fraser says
she, with her smile. only tiredlike.
at doesn't much matter. Send me
whatever you will miss least Now.
that's unnatural. mum. My idea is
when young wOman's in love green
houses and the delicatest of plants
and the feelings Of hall the gardeners
in creation amt nothing to her. Why.
Miss Lyddy herself. when the captain
was a-staying up ut the house. treated
them pots o'lilies Of the valley cruel
ly. Lilies for her nosegay. and lilies
to put in her frock, and lilies-which
was wicked-tO pin. quite senseiess.
on her fan. And all acauSc. l suppose.
Of the captain saying to her one day
I heard him. though busy pruning:
"Lilies are your flowers. Miss Nal
travers. l never like to see you wear
any others"
Mrs. Maltravers tfrigidly)-You seem
to know Il great deal more about my
daughters feeling than 1 do. Fraser
I must really beg that you will keep
your information to yourself.
Fraser-NO. mum. l can't Sorry as
I am to disOblige a lady as has been
always cOnSiderate. except for asking
occasional for flowers and cuctlmbers
out Of season, l must say my mind
about Miss Lyddy and Sir Francis.
If Sir Francis We're sure of his money.
I shouldn't have spoke Moneys
nice thing. mum. His wallet is an hon
est spoken gentleman. and he SAYS to
our ChawlS: You take my word,
Chawls.' says he. I'VE shall have to
bust up at our place before long"
And SO they WILL
Mrs. MaltraverS-Nfay I ask if you
are preSuminG to offer me advice as
to whom Miss Lydia is to marry?
traSer-No, mum, no. vet. but I'm
coming to it. If you and master amt
above listening To an old fellow who
Is nigh upon as fond of her as you
are, l say let her have her captain
He ain't got much. cooks tells me.
But what he has is sure And sizes
fond Of him-which don't count for
much in the hupper classes. I'm aware
but is useful. uncommon useful
Mrs. Maltravers II little sarcastical-
ly)-May 1 ask, Fraser. what reasons
you have for thinking Miss Lydia is
attached to Capt. Wetherly?
Fraser-Reasons. mum: There was
the hincideut Of the lilies. That came
fnst. And after that l seed him. doz-
ems o times-when you was q driving
In the afternoons. principal-a-sittinE
on that seat near the border which l
was q bedding out. Miss LydIy-she
don't say much. She hangs down her
pretty head. and a color like one Of
them carnations comes into her pretty
cheeks. And she says: "Yes. George"
and NO George" once or twice, un-
common soft. And the captain. he
talk and persuade her. You'll be
brave, Lydia, won't you:" and she
Gays, You don't know how 1 dread
seeing Sir Francis" Hang Sir |
Francis" says the captain, and she |
cries, "Hush. Georker' very gentle and !
Qh0cked. That's how I know, mum.
AA1 By the way she looked at him,