The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1899-06-15
THE WHITE JAPoNICA. A

the year There's white roses enough
snd . Cape is.ssnipe % is----
don't care for roses sod issssmine'
,hsrpIy reiorled Miss E,msyDe. ] SAD
white Isponics 10 seer 10 my hsif
pisht
Morris, the gsr3ene', shock bis head.
dtn't knox - there's ono 10 be bad u
,osn. mics. for love o. money.
Iis slssys iast 90, pouiei the spoiled
beauty. when set uy bear, on anything
III csn't hsves wbits isponica wop'
90.
AID Helena E.msyne a1unced ont O
The pretty little conservatory thai:opsnet
from the second drssiDg room vilh
spi,eful ding that broke Of the heads O.
,wo csrps,ions aud knocked down pot o.
pink sEsiess.
And then, considering over the det.ils
Of her evening" toilet, she bstborehi her
self Of piece Of yellow aud priceless CID
poipt lace which she had the day b'flfe
sent 10 be mended.
| may as we'll go and get that, she said
to herself Anything 10 pass svsy The
iims -snd do really need !. for my
dress TO night, Kate Buckingham hasn't
got such piece OF lace 10 ell her wsrd
robel OF cours,. Luoy L,e will charge
enormously sll those lace members do.
| cant see where their consciences are.
Bot | suppose shall bsye to psy II. Peo
pie seem to think that because papa is
rieh they can impose on him ell they wish.
30 Miss Eimsyne got. erumbliDg, iuto
ar carrisge and drove, erumblng, ell to
the poor, little, shsbby.3enteel house
where Lncy Lee starved Ut her needle and
tried TO think that she was not so badly
of IS her neis shbors. Lucy was light and
fragile, with yellow hair that slinmered
| like pale gold 10 the sunshine, and two
hectic spots glowed on hlr checks But
Miss Esmsyn ne took no ote Of these; Meth
81 did she heed the sepulchrsl cough
which ever and anon shook the girls
frame.
Well. said she. upgraciously, | suppose
You've finished that lace2
Yes, Miss Esmsyne
HoS much do you expect for III asked
the heiress. fumbling at the clasp Of her
portmonnsie.
A dollar.
A dollsrl A dollar fyr just tscking
together two little holes Now. that's non
sense cried Miss Esmsyne.
worked four hours ct it. Miss Es
msyue, pleaded Lucy Lee. il her SOFT
iepreca,ing voice. and my eyes still ache
with the strain on them. It's 9 very diff
cult stitch to mstch. snd think you will
be pleased with the manner 10 which II is
done.
shall be ruined between you all, whlm
pered Helena. Madame Merceresu ohsrg
ing $40 for making up the wtits satin over
skirt ani ir.ip. and you expecting me to
pay you a whole dollar My goodness
erscious, turning round with sudden
j.rk, ss her eye fell on something in the
window shicn he'd hitherto escaped ITS
vision. where did you get tuch . beauti
fol viii Q j,ponica2
II stood there in the window, wi b its
heart Of snow. rising up from among dark
green, polished leaves. the fairest, mos'
royal flower that ever reared its oriilsm me
to Gods sunshine and Lucy's oheek
flushed with conscious pride rs che looked
At II.
/ raised il from slip, che said, Tomo-
row is my little consuupiiye nephew's
birthday. The fower is for him.
want Just such flower for my hsir
tonight, said Miss Helena Esmsyne.
sreedily. III give you fifty cents for it,
Lucy.
The lace members p.le cheek flashed
even redder than before.
/ could not sell il, indeed, Miss rs
msyne, she answered.
A dollar, then. Come, I'll say 3 dollar
md . bali for that one flower. persisted
aelens. don't want to be mean sbout
t.
Miss Em,yoe, said Lucy. ! have
Sstcbed that bnd for weeks. and every
time have locked st ii little Benny was
10 my thoughts. Benny never saw
i,popica 10 bloom Hes passionstely
fond OF flowers, end il | should miss csr
ryine tbst blossom 10 bis bedside tomor
row IL would be greater disappointment
than either OF Us could bear.
Thst's ell idle nonsense, ansrily rtcri
81 Helena Poor folks should not cot
their hesris on such expensive Injuries.
You'll let me have il : don't mind saying
dollar and seventy five cents. seeing
your so etiish shout it.
Money could not buy it. Miss EsusyDe,
said Lucy. quietly. Yes, ! know what
you cay IL quite true-we sre poor bat
ve have our natural feelings and sfiec
tioos lust the came Is you rich people
You can not have my white j,popics.
Very we'll, very veil, said Miss Es
msyne, tossing her head. Just - you
please, Lucy Lee. but its the last lace
ueudins you'd ever get from me. Give
me the Isce, plessA ] cant stsrd here
clustering ell day.
And she fans ragged one dollar bill
upon the table ss her osn servant might
have eans . bore TO . starving dog.
A.L,cy L,e stood With ber back TO her
employer. taking the naished work 90. Of
= drawer. q sudden sparkle came into The
hair..., .b.llos eray eyes. Lssuine for 1