The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1904-05-20
White Violets
ADA MARIE PECK


turkey-red calico. and a length OF olive
cheese cloth. give IL twist and tirt.
and evolve a drapery or a picture
background. which had more grace.
and was more effective than bit OF
choice fabric in another persons
hands.
Miss Kent sat al a little table spread
with an artists outfit; and was paint
Ing an Easter card from a bunch OF
flowers
why don't you say something" ran
on her sister. in tone Of slight vexa-
ton. IF you think silence is golden.
why. then. continue to keep STILL for
It Is gold want; heaps and heaps OF
It."
Miss Kent still kept her head bent
over her work, but repeated in a low
voice:
'Whereunto is money good?
Who has il not wants hardihood.
Who has II has much trouble and care,
who once has had it has despair"
That Is just it," cried Ann, " who
once has had II has despair To have
Inherited expensive tastes from gen.
HItl A0lN VI llkIfg VI AAAfHNhl1 anu
then 10 be left penniless, | believe in
heredity Ny great-grandmother en-
tailed upon me a liking for stiff bro
cades and soft laces and here my ward
robe is reduced pretty nearly TO that
OF a Sioux squaw-a' blanket and
feather Then. another thing. when
money goes. how much goes with it.
social position. friendship. love-"
That was not love which went"
Miss Kent softly returned.
"Saiome," exclaimed her sister. with
mocb sternness. "Why don't YOU con-
verse. as our landlady says; not sit
;here and hur quotations at me. Talk
about the opal paling or glowing as
affection wares or wakes It Is affec-
ton. instead. that grows warm or cold
when the heap OF almighty dollars
grows larger or smaller"
There was a sad. perplexed look on
Miss Kents face but it did not prevent
Aan from saying:
do you suppose Hoyt Gurnsey
would have left you withou, a word OF
explanation If We had not lost our
money? Would he have dared do 1t
II father had lived?'
"The only thing 70 do returned
Miss Kent. with n note Of entreaty. lis
TO put yesterday ont of our lives. Not
worry about tomorrow, but remember
we have onls to-day"
"Wil you get these cards done by
four o'clock9" asked Ann, accepting
the intlmation that the past was
painful subject.
Even before then. When you taks
your constitutional. perhaps you viii
carry them TO Morgan's for me. hope
they will sell well" she sighed.
sure to-" returned Ann, looking
them over. 81 like this better than any
There is so much real feeling abou
i,-the dead leaves and withered VIC
lets are so perfect. do not see
though. what II has to do with Easter
except the motto on the back. 7"
Then she hustled about the little
litchen. which adjoined. and shortl,
came back with flushed cheeks. and
black mark on her dimpled chin
"Alademoiselle IS served she an
nounced. with a low bow I'm othe
words. come out 10 luncheon
we are like the two old maid sis
ters read about the other day.
LAUGHED Salome. cleaning her brushes
"a crack in the floor constitutes IN
partition between our dining room ant
Kitchen
Miss Kent smiled at AIMS nonsense
giving her a grateful look You ar
ali sunshine and unselfshness."
..Now. really am all sunshine sh
declared. rushing iTto the little studi
few hours later. breathloss with ex
element and fast walking And yo
must go 10 making hay at once. 70
who do you suppose has bought eve
so many OF your cards2 Why Mr.
Carson. Hoyt Gurnsey's cousin. 20
used 10 know her. or course. she ha
no idea who painted them. but jus
raved over them. said they we're so al
ustic. So you can 20 TO work agar
for she sets the fashion"
As Miss Kent worked. she fell int
brown study. and there was a he
rush of blood TO her cheeks. She ha
not thought that there was possibil
tv OF Gurnsey 's-who was elth'
abroad or in a distant city-seeing u
cards. Now, perhaps his cousin woul
send him one; and perhaps she woul
ask at Morgan's who painted them an
tell him. and he would glory in n
humiliation. especially II perverse Ia
should lead Mrs. Carson to select u
very one OF all Others she would n
wish him to see. For, had he not sa
to her once. when she was in prou
Maynard mood: "Salome one shou
never trifie with love-you might u
root It ard repent Remember;
'violets plucked. the sweetest sho'
ers
VIII ne'er make grow again.
She had the couplet so persistent
in her mind one morning that she
most unconsciously sketched In
bunch OF white violets-the flowers
always brought herewith delicate pu
pie veinings and pale green leaves, a
IN one OF the lower corners a SHADOW
L.