The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1901-03-22


height. and was not altogether unlike
that young lady in respect of features,
though differing widely from her both
In expression and general demeanor.
She had handsome eyes and fair brown
hair, a good-humored mouth, and
beautiful manner Of holding herself.
She was quick-witted, clever and affec-
tionate. could talk a good deal Of slang
without appearing in the least vulgar,
and was rather fast and independent,
according to the usual rules laid down
for the proper guidance OF young wom-
en-.
She was a stanch friend to al the
Trevanions, from Sir George down, eX-
cept, indeed, Charles. between whom
and herself there seemed to exist a
perpetual warfare, a guerrilla sort Oh
entertainment that smoldered occa-
sionally only to break out again with
redoubled energy. Just now the con-
test was at it's height. and Charles
Trevanion had left home the last time
to join his regiment without so much
as riding over to Sylverton to touch
HIS enemy's hand before his departure.
This was an unheard-of piece OF in
civility, and proved clearly that some
thing more even than common had
occurred between the belligerents,
though what that something was his
tory reported not.
Eddie was a prime favorite of Miss
Sylverton's; his affected insolence just
suited her rather eXcitable tempera-
ment, and so they argued, and quar-
relied, and abused, and liked each 9th
er persistently from year to year.
She had gone, week before
Younges' arrival at Kings Abbott, to
spend a month with an uncle Of hers
in an adjoining county and so was not
expected back for some time-a great
source of regret to the Trevanions.
Said Lady Caroline to her daughter
Mildred about a week after the
Younges' advent:
Mildred, my dear, whom shall we
ask to meet them the day after tomor-
| row."
"You mean Monday" said Mildred
| well, let me see. We have shown
them to the Grantleys and the Blounts,
so | suppose we had better say the
Deverills, and perhaps the Stanleys,
aud-oh, two or three OF those men
from the barracks, and that will be
enough"
Yes, quite enough" her mother re-
turned, though rather dejectedly. "The
only thing is. Mildred, those Deverill
girls are so provokingly stupid. Mary
is well enough if her mother would let
her alone; but Jane is Oh how |
do wish Frances Sylverton was at
home!"
so do l." said Mildred, with all
my heart. But where is the use of
wishing? We all know Frances is
worth half a dozen of them put togeth-
err but saying that won't bring her"
won't it," cried Frances SILVER
toms own voice gayly; and then the
door was pushed farther oPen, and
Frances herself entered joyously,
dressed in blue cloth from shoulder to
foot, with the dainiest riding-hat i'm
aginable, and proceeded to kiss them
both Immediately.
so / am worth half dozen OF
them" she exclaimed. Poor crea-
turesl How l do wonder who they
are!"
Good gracious, Frances" cried Mil
dred, who could have expected your
my dear" said Lady Caroline, IL
am so very glad to see you. You
have come just at the very time we
most wanted you, and were beginning
to feel your loss most severely. But
how is it that you are here? | fan
cied your uncle had you safely for Q
month to come"
ooh, we quarreled, as usual" ex-
planned Miss Sylverton, airily-"all but
came to blows, you know, and seplr.
ated by mutual consent, which was {
great relief for all parties concerned
, cannot think why he asks me dowf
there to his musty old Grange hi
, persists in doing once a year regular
ly-as 1t always ends in the same way
We are at daggers-drawn now. but
bless you, shall get long, affection
! ate invitation from him. IL he is alive
this time next year precisely. l sup
pose he feels that downright gooC
'blowing-up,' such as he gets from me
J Is beneficial to his constitution-some
thing like q tonic, or a douche bath
and that is why he continues his OBJ
stinate hospitality"
Il am afraid you are a terribl
child" laughed Lady Caroline; "bu
am sufficiently interested in your re
turn to make all manner of excuse
for you, as want your help next Mon
day night to entertain some friend
we have staying with u.s."
ooh, yes-papa was telling me o
them," said Frances; and then sh
stopped.
"They are cotton merchants. oil
friends Of papa's, and of no famil
whatever" Mildred explained. calmly
and, though she neither blushed no
looked confused, Miss Sylverton coul
see plainly that It was sore sub
iect.
What a comfort" said she. brisk