The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1895-12-10

niece Mt their home had produced
upon them an overwhelming sensa
tion.
Not only was it n novelty to have .
young person in the house, but such n
perfectly radiant creature was rare in
any house
Such face of roses and lilies, with
FURNISHED curls of gold dropping on
the low brow-sweet eyes of dark VIC
let, and heavens own smile!
Nothing like Juliet Faye's beauty
was ever seen at Waluutville. and the
old people were sure, with her gentle
manners, that she YVES COOL rs she was
pretty.
She was the youngest child of Mrs.
Lambert's youngest sister, lately de.
ceased, and she had come to the Lilies
to reside permanently.
Sixteen Old enough to come
out, murmured Mrs. Lambert. "And
such little lady! Lydia Bellingham
: has no such girl among hers!"
Now 1t had secretly vexed dear Mrs.
Lambert that Mrs. Bellingham, her
social rival, had always n crowd of
pretty granddaughter and nieces at
her house, making the place, since
young ladies arc irresistibly attractive,
very popular. But net one was TO
compare with the lovely Juliet.
Juliet, escaping, after two hours ex-
animation, from her relatives pres
ence, was allured down the main walk
OF the old garden.
1t was indeed a garden of lilies.
Yellow day-lilies dropped in beds,
white ones cleaned, and clumps OF
spotted tigers glowed in tie sun, while
the red vclvctly amaryllis bnrned like
fire among the green.
Coming ut length to the water, the
girl uttered cry OF delight; for dap
pied with sunshine, shimmered hosts
OF lovely white water lilies. She
clnsped her ieweled hands in ecstacy.
She was certainly charming in he7
azure dress and with pretty uncovered
head, at the edge of the water; and
perhaps the occupant Of little can
opted boat up the river thought so.
Tor silently the boat gliled away from
It's moorings among the willows and
came slipping along the dark waters
Of the pool.
would you like some lilies ." asked
baritone voice.
And turning, startled, Juliet saw
the handsomest young man she had
ever seen in her life sitting in the
stern OF the pretty boat, his hat in hi,
hand. The voice, the attitude, the
courteous question, disnrmed appre.
hension.
eyes, 1 should she replied, with
only a natural constraint
In an instant the young gentleman
had changed his seat aud shot amon2
them. In n moment ne had q great,
fragrant, dripping handful, and the
young girls eaGerness aud delight
brought a smile 10 his rather gloomy
countenancc.
"Ob, 1 never saw anything so beau
tiful !" she cried.
81 suppose they are pretty, " replied
the young man "but I've seen then
every Juno for FIVE yearc, and the,
haven't the charm Of novelty for me
Indeed, nothing here has. You are
stranger, are you not2'
He had pushed bis boat among TIN
PUSHES TO hand her the flowers, an,
sat looking over his shoulder at thu
rOseate face she turned to him
eyes, + have come to tho Lilies t.
live. Mrs. Lambert is my aunt. D."
The young man gave vent to a soft
low whistle
Sorry" he said
Then laughing, and with his usuall
wcaricd expression displaced by on
OF mrth. he was such o. very handsom
fellow that Juliet was lost iu admira
ton; but i'm an instant the girls ez
preston changed.
''Wby2" she asked
'Wcll, you know. replied her com
pauion, frankly, 81 haven't seen sue
pretty girl go you n~o since ] hav
lived here, and J would like 60 have ~
Introduction and call ut your home,
IL was any other place. But at tn
Lilies ont of the question" he cor
cludoI.
Then, as she regarded him in pei
ple.ity, he lifted his straw hat, an
with pleasant parting glance, pulle
away out Of the pool and round a sue
den bend Of the river out OF sight.