The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1900-12-06

ing vine over Z picture in the next room,
but pick them out here and there, so the
effect will not be spoiled"
20, mamma, certainly; but you are 80
careful of to-morrow's effect wonder at
It little, seeing only we are to be the oh.
servers" And the fair girl looked little
puzzled.
We'll, WE'LL" exclaimed her mother, com.
ing forward with a smile more puzzing than
circumstance or desire, ARE we only not as
appreciatve as any company, dear? Your
papa and mamma love chrysanthemums:
one, especially, with all our heart" and
she kissed the inqu,ring face turned toward
her
Yes, mamma" and Chrysanthea smiled
again; but the effect at Kimball's would
not, could not, be as beautiful as in Janet's
cold, cherries cellar room"
No, daughter, ! know; and yet-there
are surprises everywhere Mrs. kimbal
looked beyond Chrysanthea and seemed to
see a vision of beauty.
True answered the gir. meditatively,
so you will let me take surprise with the
expected dinner?'
Certainly" The mothers gaze came
back to the daughters face "Will you bring
one back with you, dear: If not We will be
obliged to scare up one mere, won't We? To-
morrow is your birthday, .,..
"A surprise?" and the 81 q ace assumed
puzzled look again. Il do not know of any
to bring" she said, slowly; but these
would keep me in mind of the day, even
though l tried to forget" waving her Jew.
eled hand around the room like fairy
wand. AS to the surprises, mamma,
mean to be equal to any Of them"
She spoke like prophet, hut without o
prophets knowledge, yet her prophecy came
true.
Two years before, when Chrysanthea
graduated at Berea she left behind her more
than college life, although she often de.
clared: mo one ever had six as sweet and
bright companions in a graduating class as
she had"
And Nine. Moreau declared, facetiously,
that she was graduating an exquisite bou.
quet" that year, there being two Roses, one
Lily, one Pansy, one Althea and Chrysan.
themum.
Beyond this desirable companionship, as
We have intimated, Chrysanthea's heart
warmed happily toward another not of the
feminine persuasion.
Studying medicine in her uncle's office,
Jack Beverly had met her at her uncle's
home frequently and while in Berea their
lives ran sweetly on and on together.
But since then she had not seen or heard
aught Of Jack, save when her Uncle Kim.
ball wrote that "Young Beverly had set up
shop on his own hook now"
Chrysanthea remembered one Thanks
giving night, as she and Jack were return.
ing from party, that he had held her hand
longer than usual and said, softly: 81 am
so glad to have known you, Miss Kimball
You are my incentive for all things good!'
And in the halffrightened glance she gave
him, she saw something beyond friendship
in his eloquent eyes.
Weeks afterward it all flashed upon her
with sudden revelation that made her
heart beat faster and warmer than ever be-
fore; and she knew that Jack Beverly was
in love with her, and she with him, though
no further confession had been made.
In the hurry and hustle of getting ready
to go home, she failed to see Jack, and she
came away from Berea without even so
much as "good.by" to him.
And then chrysanthemums! How Jack |
loved them. She remembered that. How
he would enjoy this profusion, this elaborate
border while he ate his tur-
key.
But no danger of such happening. He
was now mo longer in Berea," Uncle Kim
ball said, and she had no idea where he was.
A breath of college days stole over the fair
girl as she gathered the blossoms "here and |