St. Paul daily globe., 1896-03-29
Observation-Disclosures

sic, and surely a face that is all gray
| eyes set very widely apart and nose
that distinctly turns up, could hardly
| be called that. Lovers must be blind,
| indeed, and Mr.. Lansdale the blindest
OF all. Suddenly an angry desire to
| show him what might honestly be
called-at all events pretty, seizes up
| on her. She pulls down her hair, and
does 1t UP again in her most coquettish
style. Takes out her latest silk blouse
"A charming thing, all pale blue, with
| little chiffon Of the same color, and
! tries 1t on. Yes, it will do! She adds a
skirt to 1t, fastens her neckband with
the little diamond star papa had given
her on her last birthday, and, finally,
seeing a pale pink rose pushing it's way
/ In through the window as though to
get peep at her (and no wonder, tooD
she plucks 1t, and fastens it near her
fair and slender throat.
Just at this moment Aunt Bessie
! opens the door.
What! dressed already?" says she.
| The surprise is involuntary, but she
| quickly suppresses it. She has caught
| the situation. "Wise childi How ]
wish were you. Now you can really
rest before dinner. And how sweet Won
! look, dearest
Mrs. Musgrave is student Of nature.
she is quite aware to tell any girl in
the world she is looking charming is a
greater help to her appearance than
| even new frock from Worth.
! I'VE came in early. Mr. Lansdale is
1 eXnHct1npr friend hic
Lefty Linton? Yes, she has come.
! She and Godfrey are old friends"
| And dear ones apparently"
Are they2" asks Aunt Bessie the
wise.
4 In spite OF the early dressing, Lillian and
ner aunt arrive little late in the dining
room. Their own special table is waiting fol
them, as well as the man who attends or
4 them, and who regards them with re.
proachful eye-but Lillian scarcely notices his
mild reproof. Her glance has wandered in.
stinctively to the small table a little beyond
! hers, where four people are sitting Mrs
Musgrave is nodding to them. There Is ar
elderly lady, very fat, very good-humored.
| looking; q gfrl-yes, certainly her nose has G
/ heavenward tilt; a young man with brown
! eyes and o rather weak mouth, who is Capt
Westropp, and Geoffrey Lansdale.
| They all seem very merry. The waiter Is
| pouring out champagne, and Lansdale, lean
ing a little over the table, is evidently telling
| some absurd storytelling it to the party
/ generally, of course, but certainly more par.
1 ticularly to Miss Linton. The lamp, daintily
/ shaded with pink, casts a soft glow on the
| four faces. Presently a little low chorus o.
| laughter arises. The story has come to
| delightful finish!
/ How happy he-they all seem!
When dinner is over, the fat lady rises an6
! comes toward Mrs. Musgrave's table.
Dear Mrs. Musgrave,' says she in tones
| that suit her size, "you must introduce me
! to your niece" She holds out her hand te
Lillian, who tries to grasp it. ''We are con,
nections, I think And this is my girl
! Lefty"
| elbow dye do?" says that young lady, in O
| loud, clear tone, and with the friendliest
smile at Lillian "Geoff's told me all about
/ you. Great chums, you and he-eh?"
Really Miss Linton, -
When next afternoon Geoffrey Lansdale
/ coming UP to Lillian asks her to go for a row
4 with him, it is with difficulty she suppresses
her establishment. There is touch OF scorn
| in her eyes as she answers him, although her
4 voice is studiously ordinary.
"Are you not going with Miss Linton?''
1 asks she.
'tShe wouldn't come. She hates boating.
Makes her i'll, she says"
| Lillian hestates for moment To refuse
now, after all these days, will seem like
piaue Yes whatever it cost her. she must
keep UP the present state of things, to the
end. There is only today-tomorrow she will
be far away from him. A quick, sharp sigh
| comes, in the most sunaccountable way, on
the head Of this thought.
81 should like to go very much" says she,
| quietly; II love the sea-"
seYour only love?" with careless smile, yet
i his eyes search her face for the answer.
atoh, yes," says she, smiling toe, but abb
| sently.
1--WE shall have our last look at Proudly
/ river after ALL" says he, as they push of.
And after awhile, having rounded the bit Of
/ wooded land they enter the narrow strip OF
water that leads to the mouth Of the river.
Down this the boat glides smoothly, passing
| fy gaunt black rocks that guard 1t on either
side, and that are overhung with ivy and
/ topped by giant fir trees. And now here at
j last is the river, dashing, foaming over its
/ stones, gieamlnS ike SHOW III LIE Hull San-
shine that breaks through the trees over
1 head, sending green tints upward to the light
| every now and then, but rushing always, as
all rivers do, to their eternal home in the
! ocean.
Tell me-" says Lensdale, abruptly, why
did you change your mind about going home
that day after I arrived?"
He had heard then
s1 often change my mind" says she coldly.
Naturally. But why on that particular
occasion?" She makes answer to this.
and seeing she will not, he goes ON, almost
with the avowed determination of provoking
her.
"Why did you want to go?" says he. ''Was
1t perhaps to prepare welcome for me? You
knew of course, chat 1 meant to pay visit
to your mother
- she stops, grows crimson. and her
eyes flash. ''If you will insist on knowing"
she says. II left home to avoid meeting
you"
pause.
What a great deal OF trouble to take
about nothing" says he at last 81 can
only express my regret at having driven you
to such extremes to get rid OF me- 1t Is
very good of you to have made matters SO
clear-as otherwise might still have gone
on TO see-yoUr mother."
Il hope you will do that still" says Lii