The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-01-05
Sir Cupid Of the
Purple Heart r
Grace Rowan

things in many colors, shades of poppies,
of roses of violets, of chrysanthemums
He wondered If a flower grew that could
hold the warm light of her wavy hair or
| if ever a lily was of an ivory so pure as her
face.
rs Their anything here you like?"
she was saying and he gripped hard on
! his cane.
NO you see, Virginia goes in for or
chids. She has such jolly good taste"
| Yes" suggested the girl sympathetic
ally.
Her favorite is purple with a deeper
purple heart, and l want the shades just
| like her favorite flower"
| well. shall we have a large shade,
hung with small orchid blossoms, Or eaca
shade a single bloom?''
Bless me, I don't know You look
as if you knew best about that and
| he almost added land everything else
The girl was looking a bit perplexed.
eff only I could see one of the flowers 1
could reproduce its tints very closely in
silk ~sr. 1850
Paul beamed ~
1.-THE very best thing. I'll call cab
and We'll drive right down to shoreley.s.
His orchids are the finest in town.
| A deep flush spread over Sylvia Carr's
face, but she spoke quietly and calmly.
THAT is quite impossible My mother
is not well enough for me to leave her
to-day" 5''
But Paul was already grooming in
| spirit. Cad that I am to think she is
| the sort to ride round in cabs with
! strange fellows" quite forgetting that he
was an eligible in favor with all chape-
rons. Then his face Frightened. "
| 'Ill have some sent up. and please
make dozen shades. I forget how many
candles she uses, but she must have
plenty that night And by the way, you
wouldn't mind if I dropped in occasion
ally to see how they are coming on? You
know Virginia is q. jolly good sort; the
best sister in. the world, and-weIl, I ra
Their think I take more pleasure in maxi
ing her a gift than she doessin receiving
it. It's such good fun to think Of how
surprised and pleased she'll be- -
Sylvia hesitated, then smiled.
Il will have some ready to show you
by Friday
And Paul realized that the interview
was over.
An hour later Sylvia opened a florist
box and gave a cry Of delight. Never
mad she seen such tints as met her gaze
in the purple hearts of those orchids,
and under the orchids were other bios
: SONS. sweet scented and dewy. 80
''These for. the mother who is not feel
ing so well to-day read the card, but
S Sylvia put a white rose in her hair. AMI
t when, with one of the orchids in her hand,
e she started out to buy silk for the shades.
= she remarked inconsequently, 'Of course
it is absurd, but am glad they are for
r his sister, even if she is the Mrs. Drew
/ who rolls by me in her carriage
= The shades were finished-bare1y il,
3 time for the birthday. Sylvia had never
. done more exquisite work, and now she
hated to pack them one by one in their
dainty nests of tissue paper. A perfect
k orchid, each one of them. and when they
saw the light once more it would be al
= a feast graced by clever men and beauti'
r. full women But they would go out OF
e her life forever Something else woul1
n go out of her life, too, those plea SAINT
r little chats across her sewing table where
:. Paul Harvey had watched the orchid:
r grow. Yes; it was all true, this gossip
n that Paul gave all his heart to his sis
ter. But perhaps if a certain slump II
n stocks and an absconding cashier had no
C done their united worst for herself anc
If her mother, it might have been diff:
: ferent.
" And she closed, the box sharply. tiec
II the Irvine inz hard knots and went out sfo
a a walk. She would not be home wher
e the messenger called. .---
Mrs. James Drew was giving an aft
h ernoon'' The crowd was thinning out
" and the hostess was standing in SINAI
~ alcove with Mrs. Donnelly. Said the
"a latter:
n My dear Virginia. I shall always fee
If that it was my fault. I sent your broth
# err to Sylvia Carr for those miserable or
Fl child shades and now
n Virginia Drew smiled with lips tina
; quivered just a trifle.
a "And now my brother says he is tn
happiest man in the world. 1t is cd.
is to see how composedly she meets tn
II women. for whom she once made ger
IS man favors. but she has certainly BEEF
$, a success. don't you think SOP
&c Mrs. Donnelly NODDED her head, ali
r they both glanced at the graceful figure
a crowned with coppercolored hair, cross
OF ing the room in long trailing robe o
Id softest gray. Virginia Drew stretched on
Id her hand to touch a silken orchid whicI
topped a silver candle stick.
at 81 shall keep them always. For i
ne their great purple hearts is woven tn
n love story Of the dearest and best broth
TX err in the world