The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-08-20
JUST MISS JUNE.
nv y,rusnia Leila wentz.

F 4 lions to the lattar class. some defec- lions from the former; but the charac- ter of the epmpany had remained much the same. This year, however, came a sIement' lie was MT Paul Campbell. a nlaywTiRht of some reputation.
 Beinp the only eligible man on the place, Miss Austin had managed to lay hold of MT. camr' II as her especial property. At srst he did not mind. Were not her eyes sufficiently blue? Was there not always about her the odor of orris and heliotrope2 But wheI. he discovered that both mother and daughter were trying to work n5,s the mat One warm day they had been down to thesiake boating; andd now. they had turned their faces homeward.
 .If you find the path rough 'fof fash | fonabfe heels, or tear your gown with | the brambles, or scratcs. your face with I inc wifd-sose bushes. on your own head ] he the consequences. Paul Campbell was warning Miss Austin, who had capriciouslv chosen path through the
 woods while be had wisely indicated
 T don't care. It's too hot to breathe to-day and I know. this is the shorter
 way: it'll get us home more quickly
 well if must be single hie." ob- served Campbell with something Ike i positive relief, remembering that the arrangcment would do something to add to the dificuity of conversation. :.
 threw back Miss Austin over her shoulder. "of determining whether my | hair Is all my own"
 Its glory" answered Campbell,
 quick always in saying the dssan,s required
 .so So good of you to make the aualifi- eationls retorted Miss Austin.
 Here and thhere tho briar roses
 bloomod in all tnsr exdnls,.ses nss p,hsnssy spsay l Absently too. he nullee the leaves irom ] the stalk. Then he chanced to look upon the pink bud.
 With a whimsical, hair~tenner Bes | ture he thrust 1t into his buttonnoie Oh he was foeI beyond doubt, to fan | cy such a connection! But those un- | ostentations little petals. showing theit delicate veins as they tapered upwara and enfolding so much wild sweetness
 reminded him of Miss June; June was Mrs Austin's younger daughter. She had wide. dark eye: and teeth Of pearl but she was nol | beautiful like her sister Jane Thell names, In fact. many of the boarders thonrbt' ought to he heen turned | about, for June was plain just hke | her sisters name, while Jane was as | flushed and Jnbilant as Summers hfs' month. 
 l 1t in dressing her,r June had once ov. | orchard her mother say when she 1 slipped Jane into a thin while IEock and brushed her glossy curls Taal | was twelve years ago--Juna was ohl1 six: but her fragile little hands had I gone together in mute protest ana nel eyes Lad grown larger with hai-ut 1 derstood pain.
 Summer hoarders saw, June of the m l frequenf speech, the shy, fnGltivS | smiles sarld proud, reticent air--lne '. ! was not June Of the woods Wnam GAul Campbell had grown to know June of the woods had an elusive grace shining eyes. laughter as .stlvery as 1 the rippling streame: exquisite fancies quick, dramatic sestiires, and wlthAl 2 delicate, childish abandon of spirit ssWell, asked Miss Austin, as tney came out from the woodland path or to the sunny road, have you settled | the affairs Of the nation? locked back at you once or twice. but ge. | notice me-" she pouted.
 Miss Jane how could that De pos sible?" mocked he eourteonsly
 l 'Pshaw!" she said, twirling her sun shade indignantly, II believe . m ho.n l.,l' | Ing but a peg for you 10 hahs com
 .YolI are the magnet which attracts 1 them," he corrected. Suddenly Mist | Austin lifted her eyes. I very pretty. VIII you give 1t to me fol | a remembrance of the dayT
 Campbelrs. fingers closed upon th'
 bud to detach 1t. Then he remembered | No, Miss Austin he laughed. thrust Ing his hands into his pockets: " | would be inappropriate. When l e | to 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 beect | tree She sat beside him, with hei | slim brown hands folded Tn her lap
 and the wild rose buds witnering S is | somehow stolen to her cheeks. shs was happy today, in spite of the fact | that Campbell was chiding. her.
 Sec here, young lady ,, 7 uin he .,,a,v was say | you continue to evade me as you've ] been doing for the past few days I'm | going to pack up my trunk and leave ! next week, What possible pleasure ue you think find in lot staid isdis.
 'sThere's Jane.,' suggested the girl demurely. watching the flash Of
 bird through 2 riit m i,, thS %- ielinge 8anIn. bell, I'm sure. And I'm sure'-her' | the pearly teeth caught the scarlet un' l der lfp-"Jane's neither stald Knit, | ting lady nor a squabIling ektla. Ane I l beautiful like Jane. I'm just" | eJust Miss June." flashed Campbell simply But there was Woru ol | quiet pride in his voice:
 | lime trembled beneath his words, anf
 knew not why she trembled. But thers | was sutftcient dramatic force In her tf | 20 toward the making of great act l ress. She spied spray or scare | columbine on a gray rock oVerpohelne a dark pool. Unconsclously the con | traat of eoIors struck her artistic eye and she made use of 1t all 10 hide hel
 sudden emotion. .,..,., "Wiil you fetch me those eoiumplnes | that wave from the rock and throw | oolored patches on the pool. MT. camp bell?" said she, quietly.
 Rut when he had gone her hanf l went for support to the column or the
 beech. her bosom rose , ana he,f telh nIossd sp "Oh, dear GodT' she prayed tnwnrdly | sI'ye never had any one Tn my whois life really to love me; And he Is SC
 big and so knightly! pon't let me lp lm, | my heart. Let me remember that am plain--and that he Is just kind" | ssIfeFe," cried Campbell. cheerfully eonlinx back with Lunch Of the col uinbine and handing It to her, The
 scarlet just matches your lips, little | maid |" It was not alone her lips thai were scarlet now; flame spread not | ly over her cheeks. Tn a few moments she jumped up | laughing. smoothing out her blue ging- ham frock. 'If ever I come to regard myself as a bewitehing fairy princess l I'll hold you responsible, sir: But ]
 must be going now; I'm SUI Cinderel- | la. she added T promised mother te
 make the salad dressing for luncheon,
 And so the fragrant Summer month
 drifted irresponslbly on.
 One warm evening when the air wal filled with the gold of firefiies, q rnazC | cf snaneles. now dark ening now bright. enlng Mrs. Austin came upon her sid' forch. which for a wonder, was vacant