Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1895-11-20

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I'll IN ~ A cation for words.
a. ~ 4 ~ They were no
Ny .Z~% quite in their dot
AykSM&B age, these two ol,
H3KY people, but the,
SqES were very old, IN,
tft@A the appearance o
their long expected
niece at their home had produced
upop them an Overwhelming sensa.
tion.
Not only was it novelty to have .
young person in the house, but such
perfectly radiant creature was rare il
any house.
Such face of roses and lilies, with
FURNISHED curls of gold dropping or
the low brow-sweet eyes of dark vio.
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 waS good as 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.
"Sixteeni Old enough to come
out" murmured Mrs. Lambert. "And
such little lady! Lydia Bellingham
has no such girl among hersl"
Now it had secretly ve1ed dear Mrs.
Lambert that Mrs. Bellingham, her
social rival, had always a crowd OF
pretty granddaughters and nieces at
her house, making the place, since
young ladies are irresistibly attractive,
very popular. But net one was to
compare with the lovely Juliet.
Juliet, escaping, after two hours er-
animation, from her relatives pres.
ence, was allured down the main walk
of the old garden.
It was indeed a garden of lilies.
Yellow day-lilies dropped in beds,
white ones cleaned, and clumps oi
spotted tigers glowei in tie sun, while
the red velvetly amsryllis bnrned like
fire among the green.
Coming at length to the water, the
girl uttered a cry of delight; for dap
pied with sunshine, shimmered hosts
Of lovely white water lilies. She
clasped her jeweled hands in ecstacy.
She was certainly charming in her
aznre dre6s and with pretty uncovered
head, at the edge oil the water; and
perhaps Che occupant,of o little cam
opied boat up the river thought so,
for silently the boat i,lided away from
Its moorings among the willows and
came slipping along che dark waters
of the pool.
"Would you like some lilies?" asked
o 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 hia
hand. The voice, the attitude, the
courteous question, disarmed appre-
hension.
eyes, I should" she replied, with
only q natural constraint.
In an instant the young gentleman
had changed his seat aud shot among
them. In moment he had great,
fragrant, dripping handful, and the
young girls eagerness and delight
brought smile to his rather gloomy
cGintenance.
"Oh, I never saw anything SO beau
tifull" she cried.
81 suppose they are pretty" replied
the young man; "but I've seen them
every June for five yeara, and they
haven't the charm of novelty for me.
Indeed, nothing here has. You are a
stranger, are you not?"
He had pushed his boat among the
rushes to hand her the flowers, and
sat looking over his shoulder ct the
roseate face she turned to him.
eyes, I have come to the Lilies to
live. Mrs. Lambert is my aunt"
The young man gave vent to o soft,
low whistle.
''Sorry," he said.
Then laughing, and with his usually
wearied expression displaced by one
of mirth. he was such very handsome
fellow that Juliet was lost in admira.
tion; but in an instant the girls ex-
preston changed.
"Whya" she asked.
"Well, you know" replied her com.
panion, frankly, 'I haven't seen such
a pretty girl as you are since I have
lived here, and I would like to have an
introduction and call st your home, il
it was any other place. But at the
Lilies out of the question:" he con-
cluded.
Then, as she regarded him in per.
plexity, he lifted his straw hat, and
with pleasant parting glance, pulled
away out of the pool and round sud-
den bend of the river ont of sight.
Juliet breathed in the delicious
odor of her lilies pensively. and turned
homeward. Her adventure had been
apleasure, but il left regret.
''I never met anybody so nice" she
said. "But he will forget me-"
That evening her Aunt Lambert
said:
"My dear. I hope you'uill be dis.
Greet as you are pretty--about making
scquaintances, for one thing"
eyes, aunt, (" murmured Juliet, with
o little blush.
"Be choice-be selech Above all.
don't admit the Brennans to your &C.
quaintance.
"Who are they, auntis?"
''The Brennans aro uncle and
nephew, who live on the next estate,
separated by the river. Colonel Bren.
nan is very wealthy, and Roland, his
nephew, is his heir. The former is q
bachelor"
"Why mustn't I know thsm?" asked
Juliet.
Son account OF family feud which
has existed for twenty years." replied
the old lady, solemnly. "Twenty