Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1906-11-10
Just Miss
June
By Virginia Leila TENTS

lions To the latter cluSs. some defec-
tons from the former. but the charac-
ter OF the company had remained much
the same This year. however came q
new boarder of distinctly different
element He was Paul Campbell. a
playwright Of some reputation.
Reiug the only eligible man on the
place. Miss Austin had managed to
lay hold OF Mr. Campbell n her es-
pecial property At first he did not
mind Were not her eyes sufficiently
blue? Was there not always about
her the odor Of orris and helotrope?
But when he discovered that both
mother and daughter were trying 10
work the matrimonial game upon him
he baked
one warm day they had been down
TO the lake boating and now they had
turned their faces homeward.
IF you find the path rough for fash
ionablc heels or tear your gown with
the hramblcs or scratch your face with
the wild roscbushes. on your head be
tie consequence" Paul Campbell was
warning Miss Austin, who had capri
ciously chosen path through the
woods. while he had wisely Indicated
another
Il don't care. Its too hot to breathe
today, and know this Is the shorter
way tn get US home more quickly
than the other"
We'll. Il must be single tile," OBJ
served Campbell, with something Ike
positive relief remembering that the
arrangement would DO something to
add 10 the difficulty Of conversation.
You'll have n good opportunity"
threw back Miss Austin over her shout
der. "of determining whether my hair
is all MY own"
Its glory" answered Campbell
quick always In saying the required
thing. must blind me 70 It's defects, II
there he any"
80 good Of you to make the qualiil-
cation" retortcd Miss Austin
Here aud there the bricr roses bloom
ed IN all their exquisite plnkuess
Campbell ahsently broke OF "a spray
Absently. too he pulled the leaves
from the stalk Then he Glanced to
look upon the pink bud
With whimsical, half tender ges-
ture he thrust II into his buttonhole
Oh, he was a fool beyond doubt. to
fancy such a connection But those un-
ostentatious little petals. showing their
delicate veins as they tapered upward
and Unfolding so much wild sweetness.
reminded him of Miss June
June was Mrs. Austn's younger
daughter She had wide dark eyes
and teeth Of pearl but she was not
beautiful. Ike her sister Jane. Their
names. in fact, many Of the boarders
thought, ought 10 have been turned
about for June was Just Ike her SIS
ter's name while Jane WIS as flushed
and juhilant as summers first month
There's pleasure as we'll ms
credit In dressing her" June had once
overheard her mother say when she'd
slipped Jane into a thin white frock
and brushed her glossy curls That
was twelve years ago June was only
six. but her fragile little hands had
gone together In mute protest. and her
eyes had grown larger with half under
stood pain.
June. whom her household and the
summer bonrders saw. June OF the in
frequent speech. the shy, fugitive
smiles and proud, reticent air that was
not June OF the woods whom Paul
Campbell had grown 10 know June
OF the woods had an elusive grace,
+ shining eyes. laughter as silyery as the
ripping streams. exquisite fancles,
/ quick. dramatic gestures and withal n
delicate. childish abandon Of spirit
/ Well" asked Miss Austin MS they
came out from the woodland path on
/ 10 the sunny road have you settled
the affairs of the nation | looked
back AT you once or twice. hut you
were In such brown study you didn't
notice me" she pouted
Miss Jane, how could that be pos
sible:" Knocked he courteously.
"Pshaw" she said. twlrling her sun
shade Indignantly Il believe I'm moth
Ing but peg for you TO hang compli-
ments on
You are the magnet which attracts
them he corrected. Suddenly Miss
Austin lifted her eyes
THAT wild rose bud In your coat is
very pretty. WIN you give II to me for
remembrance Of the day.
Campbelrs fingers closed upon the
bud to detach IL; then he remembered.
NO. Miss Austin" he laughed.
thrusting his hands into his pockets;
sit would be inappropriate When |
go 70 the village tomorrow I'll get you
some roses from the florists
One morning several days later they
were In the woods together. June and
he. under the silver column OF beech
tree. She sat beside him. with her
slim. brown hands folded In her lap
and the Wild rose buds whitening in
her dark hair The pink 81 them had
/ somehow stolen 20 her cheeks She
was happy today In spite Of the fact
that Campbell was Gliding her.
See here. young lady" he was say.
ing half seriously. half playfully III
you continue 20 evade me as you've