Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-05-25

ell never forgave her daughter-in-l law for
opening the tiniest of little shops, but
she condescended To be kept by her, and,
outlining both husband and son, remained
naughty and unyielding to the last.
unfortunately for Mrs. William Truell
her children favored the Freezes" and
Jenifer, at any rate, was by no means
commonplace.
| The brother and sister were much alike
in appearance, but totally different in
character. Jenifer was willful. proud,
and quick tempered, but honorable with
al She was devoted to her brother. en-
downing him with qualities that he did
not possess and would not have under
stood; and he, whilst much slower than
his sister, and more 1ontented with his
lot in life, was capable. when reused, of
nourishing a spirit of logged resentment
dangerous to himself and others.
1t was with parental pride that Mrs.
Iruell, peering between the rows of mis-
cellaneous wares in her window, looked
down the dusty village street after the
retreating figures of Philip and Jenifer
1t was Saturday half holiday" and Jen-
Tier had coaxed Philip into making him
self "presentable" in order to escort her
to the town, some three miles from the
village in which they lived
Well though | ses it as shouldn't
Mrs. Truell murmTed. as though there
h been some one present to hear her,
Lnere amt handsomer couple anywhere
than my boy and gel; an, when they're
dressed in their bit O. best things, who'd
know they belong to poor, plain soul
like met 1t must be the Preece blood
coming out, after all. Not that tits much
good if it only makes people unhappy,
like my Jeniferl / hope she won't make
Phil as bad as herself, that's ALI"
Mrs. Truell would have had more cause
for anxiety if she had overheard the con-
versation between the brother and sister
as they approached the town.
There, Jenifer. you see that row of
houses yonder? Well, they are all built
on the land that should have been mine
think O that! | was talking to a fellow
a day or two ago that was on the Job
when they were built, and he says the
Dowrys don't get penny less than five
hundred a year by 'em. | call it a
shame! There must have been roguery
somewhere"
81 don't see that, Philip"
What queer girl you are, Jenifer!
Only the other day you were nearly mad
about it, and, after dinning it into a fell
lows ears until he can't bear even to
pass the place, you back out. and"
No, no. Philip! ! think and feel just
the same about it as | did then. feel
veXed and angry with our people for
tiinging away your birthright; and,
though | know l oughtn't to, | hate the
very name of Lowry! But still l know
that the land was not so valuable when
they bought it, and before they built on
it. Our people wouldn't have thought of
that; they would have kept it as it was
for cattle to Craze on, and Oh, what
lovely flowers! Look, Phillip"
Nonsense, Jenifer Come ont" said
Philip, frowning heavily But Jenifer
was absorbed in the contemplation of an
eXpanse of autumn flowers glowing in the
level rays of the setting sun-rows of
dahlias, purple. golden, crimson, and
white-rose trees, heavy with their last
crop-perennial asters, in softest shades
of purple and Glac-sunhowers and late
lilies. Jenifer loved flowers, and she
stood looking at these with frankly ex-
pressed delight until she was recalled to
herself by encountering the gaze of g
stalwart young man who should have
been hard at work stalking dahlias. Their
she turned abruptly away, a deep flush
mounting to her brow For was not this
'Dowry's Nursery" and the young man
David Lowry, Nurseryman," himself?
Pretty girl that JAM" said David to
his trusty old foreman. "Wonder who
she is? She likes flowers anyhow. I'd
half a mind to offer her a few, but she
turned away so quickly, and seemed of
Tended about something"
81 can tell zee who she is; but ]
wouldn't advise zee to make up to her
Master David-she's as proud as LucifeT
and perfect limb. Her brother. he used
to be friendly enough, and always passed
the time O day as he went by; but now
he turns away an looks as black as his
sister-jealous, maybe!"
"Why should they be jealous. Jan?
And of whom should they be jealous %
asked David wOnderingly.
"Who but yourself, | reckon!" said
Jan slyly, leaning leisUrely on his spade
and enjoying his young masters discom-
future. "You see, it's like this: All this
land and all the land the guv'nor has
uGllJ lily 4luuHCS vi bClOIRCu OICe IL
the Truells and when they came to grief
your grandfather bought it for a song
like. and the Lowrys have grown richer
an richer while the Truells have gone
lower an lower down, till now the mother
O. they two keeps a little shop out Foun-
dry way, and that young Philip
as would have been heir, is nought but a
working mason. They say the lass is
the image of her grandmother-she was
one of the Preeces-temper and ALL"
"No wonder her temper is none of the
sweetest" said David thoughtfully.
Gwen. Pm glad l didn't offer her the
| flowers; she might have taken it for an
insult, poor girl! But. Jan, this will new
err do-gossiping our time away, and the
days getting so short too!'
And with many iniunctiors as to keep
ing up fires and closing ventilators, David
moved away to another part of the
grounds, his mind filled with the pitiful
! little story Just told to him. and haunted
/ by a girls handsome, Discontinued face
It was the magnetism Of that face that
| drew David to the little village before the