The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1909-08-25
my LADY OAFF0D|L,
How She Happened to Wear Her
Yellow Gown That Right.
BY VIRGINIA. BLAIR.


In Miss Priscilla's garden there was
a clump of daffodls.
Il am going to pick all of Them"
said Judy Perkins, who was Miss Pris-
cilla's niece.
"Please don't, Judy" said Miss Pris-
ella family
"Why not?"
because" was Miss Priscilla's wo-
mans reason.
Judy looked at her Tell me-" she
urged. you are bIushing, and you
can't have any secrets from me, Aunt
Pris."
Miss Priscilla beamed. 1t was such
new delight to be bossed by this
beautiful being who had come all the
way from Europe to the little country
village to see for the first time her IA
theirs sister
Tell me-" Judy repeated and drew
the little lady down beside her on the
garden bench.
Judy listened intently while Miss
Priscilla stammered out her little ro-
nance. 80 you and he always sat on
this bench by the daffodil bed, and
you wore little yellow dimity gown.
and he called you My Lady Daffe-
dir"
Yes" Miss Priscilla's voice was
dreamy. And he used to quote some
verses that ended;
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils"
why didn't you marry him?" Judy
murmured.
There was MISUNDERSTANDING
Miss Priscilla said, land he went
away. and | haven't heard from him
since, and that was twenty years ago.
Judy enveloped the shabby black
figure In a big hug. Dear Aunt Pris.'
she said, land you have been alone
and lonely all these years. while |
have been having good time"
You couldn't know" Miss Priscilla
said. that after father and mother
died | invested all of my money in II
mining scheme that failed''
mo; we didn't know" Judy said.
"and you have scrimped and saved and
gone without pretty things while ]
have simply squandered piles of mon.
ey on gowns"
1.-THE one you have on Is beauty"
Miss Priscilla said. You look like n
rose"
Judy laughed The rose and the
daffodil." she sang. 1--WE belong In
your garden, Aunt Pris."
Miss Priscilla" said some one from
the other side Of the fence. may
have rose from your garden"
81 told you last night you couldn't.
Bobbie." Judy retorted
Don't quarrel" Miss Priscilla ex-
postulated Come up presently and
have lunch with me-"
AS she left them Judy stood looking
after the slender, old fashioned figure.
did she ever tell you about the daffo-
dis, Bobbie?"
No"
HE was her lover and he went away
GER"
DO you KNOW" Bobbie said. there's
a man at the hotel named Mercer-C.
Mercer%
Judy grasped his hands across the
fence. Robbie, boy" she said. sup
pose 1t should be the same one-and
suppose he is coming back here to look
up Aunt rris."
''She must have changed awfully IN
that time" Bobbie said. .She--she
isn't very pretty now. you know.
Judy"
"She's beautiful" Judy said defiant
ly. Her hair is lovely and her eyes
"Constantius is probably old and bald
and ugly-but of course that doesn't
count
well. one doesn't exactly look for
beauty In man
If one did one might be disappoint-
ed" Judy murmured pointedly. Then
she went on. IF it Is Constantius he'll
probably be over this evening, Bobbie."
why"
Because she said he always came at
twilight. and-and lovers don't forget
such things, Bobbie"
Don't they" Bobbie demanded with
some interest. viii you remember
that I always came at high noon In
time for lunch. Judy?"
Aunt Pris." Judy said little later
when they were at lunch, I'm going
to get the dinner tonight and l want 1t
late. Boobies coming and I'm going
to put on style"
Bobbie looked up In amazement. but
Judys eye warned him. You are to
come at 7:30." she said. Il want to
show you what fine cook | arn. ;.
After Bobbie left Miss Priscilla pro-
tested
please" Judy began. 'let me get the
dinner and-and | want to dress you
up and have you play lady for once
In your life. You are going to wear a
pretty gown tonight" Judy said decid-
eddy. Come on upstairs and choose
one, Aunt Pris."
Once In Judy's room that enthusiasts
tic maiden dumped on the bed a dozen
gowns before she found the one she
sought
There" she said at last, as she took
down duttering fluffy thing of pale
yellow chiffon. Put that on and see
how you look, Aunt Pris."
"Oh, my dear" Miss Priscilla pro-
tested. But Judy commanded. and soon
Miss Priscilla was incased in the won
lerful gown.
But your hairs wrong" Judy de-
cided and pulled out hairpins and
curled and patted and pulled the shin
ing brown locks into a wonderful Golf
with gold comb.
"Why. it's just the way 1 used to
wear it." Miss Priscilla said.
"And now you are to take book
and go down to the garden seat and
stay there until I call you to dinner"
A half hour later Bobbie appeared
1t the kitchen door.
Judy" he said I'm an awed voice,
Il didn't know clothes could make
such difference"
"What?" asked Judy, ahstracted.
HE WAS doQn In tho mvaforfou of