Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1896-05-16
A TALE OF CASAPAIS.
JOSEPHINE BROWNE.
I'VE look before and after,
And pane for what is not;
Our slncerest laughter with
Some pain 10 fraught.
Our sweetest songs are those
That tell OF saddest thought"

Our sinCerost laughter WITH
Some pain 10 fraught.
Our sweetest songs are those
That tell OF saddest thought"
Sang Mary Browne, as she ran into the
house from the garden. She had large
bunch of chrysanthemumS, which she
had cut for the dining-room. Putting
them in their accustomed place, she
went into her mothers room saying,
smother mine, am going down to
Ianie's for awhile to cheer her UP bit,
and to loan her Louise Anderson's
Stories and Sketches"
"Very we'll" replied Mrs. Browne. "Be
sure and return home early. Your
father told me this morning that Her
bert Bruce was at the Jackson's for
week. He will bring him home to din
ner this evening, If he is not otherwise
engaged"
Saying she would not be away very
long, Mary was soon on her way to
Janet Morrison's. The Brownies and
Morrisons had been friends of many
years. Mary and Janet had been bosom
friends from babyhood. Janet was the
older, Mary being one year younger.
Janet had sprained her ankle badly, so
she was to be housed for an unknown
length of time. Mary and she had been
out to the park few days before on
their wheels. On their return home
Janet's bicycle and stone unseen col.
lided and this accident was the result.
When Mary arrived at the Morrisons'
she found Eleanor Jackson there. She
had called on Janet to invite her to her
home the following Friday evening to
meet Herbert Bruce of the Globe, who,
she informed her would be with them
for the week only.
"And cannot come" Janet was say
ing as Mary entered the room. ooh,
Mary" they both exclaimed, "isn't this
just too dreadful for anything" After
being told the cause of all their ex-
carnations she agreed with them, "that
IL was just too mean for anything.
"But what can't be cured must be en-.
dured," said Janet.
"Now girls" said Mary, 81 have an
idea Herbert Bruce may dine with US
tonight, and If his highness attends,
will tell him all about my invalid friend.
will get him SO interested in Miss
Janet Morrison that she shall see this
living genius before the week ends.
And who can tell the result of this
accident after all. Here's book of such
interesting matter that it will make you
forget for a while this unfortunate
sprained ankle"
The girls spent an hour chatting as
only girls can. Mary happening to look
at the clock as 1t was striking four
times, jumped up, saying, well,
can't be with you always, my dears. My
little mother needs her daughter very
soon. So, adieu, until we meet again. !"
Mr.. Herbert Bruce, who had been SO
much talked about this afternoon had
come down from Milwood to spend a
weeks vacation at the Jacksons. He
was an artist employed on the Globe,
the leading paper of Wildwood. He
was an ambitious young man, hoping in
time to make name for himself. These
young ladies had seen his sketches in
the paper and were very anxious to meet
the young artist.
Mary's mother had been an invalid
many years. Much depended on Miss
Mary, as one can readily imagine. Her
mothers sweet, gentle ways, made her
friends. And an afternoon with Mrs.
Browne was an occasion always looked
forward to.
On her return home, Mary found Her.
bert Bruce there entertaining her moth
er. He was showing her some of his
sketches he had made while at the
Films" the Jacksons' home.
After introducing the young people
Mrs. Browne said, "Mary. have been
talking to Mr.. Bruce about Janet and
yo,. He has one of his own, and can
sy mpathize with Miss jamie for he was
kept in many days for the same kind of
mishap."
us that so," replied Mary. 10, we
girls felt SO badly this afternoon, Janet,
of course, cannot be at Mrs. Jackson's
Friday night. We think our last ride
on cur wheels was an unfortunate affair
in many ways"
: Well 1t is too bad, replied Mr.. Bruce,
wanted to see Miss Morrison very
much, Miss Jackson tells me she paints
in oil, is quite an adept in that line. But
as my stay In Casapias is limited I fear
that pleasure will have to be deferred :"
Mary said in reply, "Janet would be so
pleased to meet you. She has noticed
your sketches in the Globe. wonder
II it couldn't be arranged iu some way.
OF course, you must know, Mr.. Bruce,
that have to see my friend Janet every
day now that she Is prisoner, and if
you like, we will waive ceremony and