The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-06-20

wearing diaphanously white robe and
carrying rush basket full of white
carnations, was moving among them
the center of little laughing, ban
tering group when the Nicholas Rawdon
party arrived. Nicholas remained with
the squire, Mrs, Rawdon and the young
men went toward Ethel. Mrs. Rawdon
made a very handsome appearance
Can aristocratic Britannia in white
liberty silk and old lace,' whispered
Ruth, and Ethel looked up quickly to
meet her merry eyes full Of some unex-
planned triumph. In truth the proud
mother was anticipating great pleas
ure, not only in the presentation Of her
adored son., but also in the curiosity
be evoked by his friend. So, with the
boldness of one who brings happy It'd
ings, she pressed forward. Ethel saw
her approach, and went to meet her.
Suddenly her steps were arrested. An
extraordinary. thing was going to hap
singer Of the Holland. house pavement,
was at Mrs. Rawdon s side, was talk
ing to her, was evidently familiar
friend. She was going to meet him,
to speak to him at last. She would
hear his name in few moments; all
that she had hoped and believed was
voice Of Lydia Rawdon was like music
in her ears as she said, with an air
Of triumph she could not hide:
Miss Rawdon, I want you to know
my son, John Thomas Rawdon, and
also John Thomas cousin, Tyrrell Raw
don, of the United States.' Then
and in that marvellous meeting of their
eyes, swift as the firing of gun, their
pupils dilated and flashed with rec
ignition, and the blood :, rushed
crimson over both faces. She gave the
gentlemen flowers, and listened to Mrs.
she knew not what. A swift and ex-
-quisite excitement had followed her sur
prise. Feelings she could not voice
were beating at her lips, and yet she
knew that without her conscious will
she had expressed her astonishment and
pleasure. It was, indeed, doubtful
whether any after speech or explana-
ton would as clearly satisfy both hearts
as did that momentary flash from soul
to soul of mutual remembrance and in
/ terest. ssa
ssI thought I'd give you surprise
said Mrs Rawdon delightedly. "You
didn't know the Tyrrel- Rawdons had a
branch in America, did you? We are a
bit proud of them, can tell you that
some reason. John Thomas was a hand
some youth of symmetrical bone and
flesh and well-developed muscle. He
had clear, steady, luminous eyes; a man.
ner& frank and independent, mot to- be
put upon; and yet. Ethel OWNED, tho
she could not have declared, the
Hswant'' in his appearance-that all
comes only from the development of
the brain and nervous system. His
face was also marred by the seal of
commences which trade impresses on
so many men, the result of the subjec-
ton of the intellect to the will, and of
the impossibility of crashing things ex-
cept as they relate to self. In this re-
spect the American cousin was his an
tipodes His whole body had a psychical
expression-slim, elastic, alert. Over
| his bright gray eyes the eyelids drew
| themselves horizontally, showing his
dexterity and acuteness of mind; in
| deed, his whole expression and mlen
| Were as are the eagles keen.
| All the man was aqu1ltne.
| ( These personal characteristics taking
some minutes to describe were almost
an instantaneous revelation to Ethel,
! for what the soul sees it sees in fash
of understanding. But at that time
| she only answered her impressions with
out any inquiry concerning them. She
| was absorbed by the personal presence
| of the men, and all that was lovely
and lovable in her nature responded to
their admiration.
AS they strolled together thru flow
cry alley, she made them pass their
| hands thru the thyme and lavender,
and listen to a bird singing its verses,
loud and then soft, in the scented air
above them They came out where
the purple plums and golden apricots
were beginning to brighten southern
wall, and there, moodily walking by
himself, they met Mostyn face to face.
An angry flash and movement inter
preted his annoyance, but he immed-
ately recovered himself, and met Ethel
and his late political opponent with po-
lite equanimity. But decided con-
straint fell on the happy party, and
Ethel was relieved to hear the first
tones of the great bell swing out from
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