Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1909-01-22
CHAPTER VIII.

Seldom did eye rest on prettier pic
tlre than was made by bonnie Maude
Denison this early April morning. The
with the plain linen collar and cuffs, set
of her beautifully nodded figure to per-
tecti0n while the cerise neck-ribbon just
relieves and gives warmth to her some
what neutral-tinted robe. Moreover, that
she had just returned from successful
rad on the conservatory, q snow-white
camellia and its blood-red sister coquet-
tshly twisted in her glossy brown hair,
sufficiently attested-those crown jewels
Of the floral world looking more in place
now than when adjoining their parent
stems.
Good morning, sweet mother mine,
cried Maude, as Mrs Denison entered
the breakfast room. only look at the
plunder I've brought you! l found old
Judkins' flowers unguarded this morning,
and gathered and plucked. Isn't that q
bouquet, mamma, to greet you in April?''
Yes, loye-glorious. No need to tell
ne Judklns was away, or never would
DIS pets have been despoiled in this wise
No, cross old thing He thinks flow
ers were made only to look at on their
STEMS and not to wear or decorate
rooms"
The entrance of Harold Denison here
checked conversation. He nodded a care
less Good morning" to his daughter, and
uen plunged modify into his correspond
4ce. He found nothing there, appar-
emily, to raise his spirits. At length,
Nrustlng his letters into his pockets, he
rose.
Well" he said, things look blacker
and blacker. It's no use struggling; the
sooner my scheme is tried, the better. Do
what you promised yesterday. Delay is
USELESS"
But, Harold" pleaded his wife,
NS Gle eYer-ready tears rose to her eyes.
DON'T be foolish. It's our only chance.
Onderstand," he said, crossing over to his
SIes chair, and lowering his voice SO
1at his daughter could not catch his
H0FdS-"just put it before her in a com
Lon sense way this morning. How can
you tell she will object She can do as
S1e likes about it. I have no wish to
tVeFce her in any way; but, mind, tell her
~Ie whole truth. 1t is only fair the pro
EOSai should be laid before her. I'll come
W 70 your room after luncheon, and you
IND tell me how she takes it :" and, turn
,LS on his heel, Harold Denison left the
room
" WHAT'S the matter, my mother" said
%Sode' as she stole to Mrs. Denison's
sue and, passing her arms round her
.sSA' iald her fair, fresh young cheek
as 'SoI@ the pale, worn, troubled face.
'Io'e OF these dreadful money miseries,
:. suppose; but don't look so fearful over
-, tapa looks so gloomy and you so
- us enough to brighten poor me. Even
p"S lost some more money, [ sup
it,. we shall always have enough to
boS upon; and If you and l, mother, can't
ootS: ne" dresses for everso long, that's
Ing TO be very sad about"
h. am afraid Maude Denison is display
49, al ignorance of the world, and a dis
~ s~ - TO the vanities and gewgaws there
bn. ''1a' may seem little high-strained ;
~. IecoIlect that she is but eighteen,
tba. me Ambinster was her first ball, and
So owing to her fathers pride and
ra11 circumstances, she has lived a
'SEy secluded life.
IN ~ :" were the strangers that came with
o13 u gates of Glinn of late years. Har-
81 oenlSon scorned to entertain unless
''1'o do so with all the old lavish