The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1909-03-09

| 100 luti, lot There was u ilCClS Wal LII
breeze which blew 1t over the whole
country, away to the heather and
gorse on the Haslemere side, and
| brought back faint echoes of wilder
scents-the breath of the earth and
of the moors. Janet had been roam
ing about, never without glance
| through the branches at the two fig
ures ON the lawn. She was like one
of the lilies at a distance, tall for
| fourteen, though not tall for full
grown woman; and thin, too, in the
angu1arity of her eye, though of a
square solid construction which con-
! tradicted all previous symbols. She
had always an eye upon them wher-
ever she went. Nothing had changed
her spectator attitude, not even the
development of many tender and loyal
| feelings altogether unknown to the
outer world. So far as appeared out
side, Janet was still the same steady
champion of her brother that she
| had been from her baby days, and
not much more. The pair who were
seated on the lawn were, as always,
conscious of the girls presence, which
was certain restraint upon their
| freedom. There was not between
them all the same ease that generally
| exists in family. Though she was
quite out of hearing, they did not
even talk with perfect freedom.
When she had gone to bed, called by
| the all-authoritative nurse, of whom
even his mistress was little afraid,
Beaufort drew "a long breath. He
| had sort of habitual tenderness for
Janet as child who had grown up
/ under his eyes, and was one of the
| accessories of daily life. But yet he
was never at his ease when she was
gone. How dark it is gettfng?" he
said; ''the light comes from the lilies,
not from the day; and Janet's white
frock, now she has gone, has taken
a little away"
My poor little Janet," said Lady
Car. 81 wish I could think she would
be one of those who gave light"
Like the mother. 1t is pity they
are so little like you, Garry. Both
the same type, and that so much in
ferior. But children are very per-
verse in their resemblance, as much
as in other things"
Nobody can say Janet Is per-
verse;" said Lady Car, with that par
tial feeling which, though not enthu-
siastic itself, can bear no remarks
upon the children who are its vigor;
and then she went back to more
interesting subject. Edward, in
that chapter you have just begun
my dearest, let us throw all the
chapters to the winds. In this calm
and sweetness, what do we want with
those wretched little pictures? The
world, as far as we can see it, seems
all at peace
"But there is trouble in it, Edward,
all the same-trouble to be set
right"
mot much SO far as we can see.
There is nothing very wrong in our
little town; every poor person. as
you ladies call them, has half a dozen
soft philanthropists after him to set
him right, and we don't see the town.
Look at all those dim lines of country,
Carry. What breadth of them, and
no harm anywhere, the earth almost
as soft as the sky! Don't let us
think of anything, but only how
sweet it all is. am glad that shrub
berry was cut away. like to see over
half the world-which is what we are
doing-as far as eye can carry; it
comes to much the same. May light
my cigarette?"
Edward" she cried, ut is all
quite true. There is not much harm
just here; but think how much there
is in the world, how helpless the poor
people are, how little--how little
they can do. And what does it mat
ter that we all try little in the
way of charity? Right principles are
the only things that can set us all
right. have heard you say hun
dred times in the old days"
you have heard me say great
deal of nonsense in the old days
WAS it all nonsense, them" cried
Lady Car-"all that was said and
thought there? There seemed so
many splendid things we could do;
set up standard of higher justice,
show better way both to the poor
and the rich, and-other things. /
love the landscape and the sweet
evening, Edward, oh, so much! and
to sit and look at them with you, and
to feel all the peace around us, and
the quiet, and that there is no reason
why we should not be happy; but
better than that should love to see
you lift up that standard and show
the better way, you who can do it,,
you who understand all the prob
lens. That is what / wish; that is
what l have always wished-above
all, above ALL" she said, clasping her
hands. The affections of her sensi-
tive nature had come upon Garry.
She could not contain herself any
longer. Il would rather even not
have been happy and seen you great
and doing great work." she said.
He stretched out his hand and took
hers. which he held and caressed
softly, They have been happy, little
enthusiast" he said
Don't say that, Edward" she
said, quietly; that was all very well
in the old days, which you say were
nonsense. i was only girl then.
but now am middle-aged and not to
be put off in that way. am not a
little enthusiast, I'm an anxious wo-
man. You should not put me off
with phrases of the past"
You are always a girl, Carry, If