The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1895-12-28
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her gardener, ancient, autocratlc ana
we'll meaning. Scene, conservatory.
Mrs Maltravars-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 a wulgarity num-
about camellias as it doesn't surprise
me. Sir Francis-begging your par
don if he's a partickled friend of yours
should have a heap of 'em. A
.nasty. snowy shrub is a camellla, to
INV thinking, mum. AS gaudy as you
nlease for little, but pick 'em and IN
ten minutes they're as brown as
brown. It's a hallegorical, to my
thinking, mum.
Mrs Maltrayers-Allegor What
In the world do you mean, Fraser!
Fraser-Well, mum, it's this. Sir
Francis valet tells masters valet ana
masters wallet he tells me as how
Sir Francis has lot a lot of money late
Nv. and, camelias or no camellas, ain
M rich as you'd think. "Took to the
turf" says masters wallet to me only
very morning. "1t's pore lookout
for our Miss Lyddy,' says las they
are going to marry to Sir Francis, ana
I'll M axe it my dooty to let the mlssus
know his goings on"
Mrs Maltravers with dignity)-Real-
ly, Fraser, you re excessively kind to
busy yourself so much with my-prl-
vate affairs. Let me recommend you
to look after your business which
very sorely needs your attention-a lit
tie more and mine a little less. You
do not know, perhaps. that your can
dor is something very like lnlpert1-
nence
Fraser-No, mum, 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 a jot. Why, when
he give his grand ball, 1 meet Miss
Lyddy, and says she to me, II suppose
I must have some flowers to wear this
evening, Fraser" And says /, agree
ing ready: "You shall. Miss. Name
your flower Miss, and I'll do It," "Oh,
I don't care, thank you, Fraser" says
she, with her smile, only tiredlike.
ut doesn't much matter. Send me
whatever you will miss least" Now,
that's unnatural, mum. My idea is
when a 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 LydIy herself, when the captain
was a-staying up at the house. treated
them pots o'lilies Of the valley cruel
1y. Lilies for her nosegay, and lilies
to put in her frock. and lilies-which
was wlcked-to pin, quite senseless.
on her fan. And all acause. suppose,
OF tie capital" saying to her one day
I heard him. though busy pruning
"Lilies are your flowers, Miss NAL
travers. / never like to see you wear
any Others
Mrs. Maltra vers (frigidly)-You seem
to know a great deal more about nv
daughters feeling than I do, Fraser.
I must really beg that you will keep
your information to yourself.
Fraser-NO. mum. I can't. Sorry as
l am to disOblige a lady as has been
always conslderate, except for asking
occasional for flowers and cucumbers
L
about Miss Lyddy and Sir Francis.
If Sir Francis were sure of his money.
l shouldn't have spoke Moneys q
nice thing, mum. His valet is an hon.
est spoken gentleman, and he saws IN
our Chawls: "You take my word.
Chawls,' says he, 1--WE shall have to
bust up at our place before long"
And so they will.
Mrs Mo1tr, Vows Nfo- r ,.,- "a $3.50
are presuming to offer me advice as
to whom Miss Lydia is to marry?
Fraser-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 she's
fond Of him-which don't count for
much IN the hupper classes, I'm aware
but is useful, uncommon useful
Mrs. Maltravers "a little sarcastical
ay)-May I ask, Fraser, what reasons
you have for thinking Miss Lydia is
attached to Capt. Wetherly?
Fraser-Reasons, mum? There was
the hlncident of the lilies. That came
fust. And after that seed him, doz
ems O. tlmes-when you was a driving
IN the afternoons, principala-s sitting
ION that seat near the border which
was bedding out. Miss Lyddy-she
don't say much. She hangs down hel
pretty head, and a color like one OF
them carnations comes into her pretty
cheeks. And she says: Eyes, George
and mo George" once or twice. un
common soft. And the captain, hi
talk and persuade her. you'll b.
brave, Lydia, won't your and she
says, you don't know how I dreaG
seeing Sir Francis" ''Hang Si1
Francis" says the captain, and she
cries. flush, Georgev' very gentle ani
shocked. That's how I know, mum
And By the way she looked at him