The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-08
NOT WHAT She SEEMED
By KEITH KENYON.

MrS. W2ylAnU.
But this is my vacation, Emma!
You promised I shouldn't do q thing
l didn't want to-and lot she'll care
about seeing an entire stranger"
grumbled Archer.
You are better than no one at all"
dattered his sister-in-law kindly.
On the way to the little red-painted
station he quite forgot his errand. the
countryside was so beautiful A whis-
tie woke him from his reverie. The
train wheezed to a standstill, grunted
and moved on, leaving solitary pas
senger on the platform.
All Archer's pleasant anticipations
vanished with his first glimpse Of
Miss June Rose, plain-featured young
woman, dressed in a severely cut gray
cloth suit. She wore a mannish pana-
ma hat, like his own, and her red lips
were set in a stern, uncomprOmising
line. Archer decided that her large
gray-green eyes were her best fea-
ture. The lashes were long and thick
and black and curling in strange con.
trast to her vivid red hair.
Despite his disappointment at this
vision. Archer mustered his charming
smile and advanced with barred head
to meet the newcomer.
June Rose smiled primly at him and
as they we're gliding down the incline
that led to the Westlawn road the
girl uttered a little cry of delight.
He could not restrain the swift
glance he shot at her profile. What
a wonderful complexion she had-pale
and creamy.
She turned quickly and the Illusion
was lost. She was SO trim and man,
nish in look and attire. He would not
have been surprised If she had lighted
a cigarette.
And how is poor Mr.. Archer Way
land?" asked June Rose Daisy in
forms me that her uncle is in wretched
health. But old people are subject
to rheumatism, and one never
knows
odd people!" gasped Archer Way
land in helpless wrath at the wicked
ness of Daisy. why, you see-er-
I'm Archer Wayland; and I'm quite
well, thank you"
How stupid of me-" apologized June
with a languid flicker of her black
lashes. Il ought to have remembered
that Dick had only one brother"
my gray hairs should have warned
you," smiled Archer StifIly. for in the
past women had raved over his pre-.
maturely whitening locks.
| Really, I'm afraid l didn't notice"
apologized June. Then she added with
manifest relief, Here Is dear West.
lawn, and Daisy is coming to meet
u.s."
Daisy climbed into the car and the
machine went on to the house. Mrs
Wayland came to the steps to greet
the slender girl in gray. She held the
gloved hands of June Rose and
scanned her with round, inquirine
eyes.
For PHYS sake, June. what have
you done to yourself?" she gasped
You are a perfect fright"
Thanks" murmured June. and In
an aside she Kissed at the gigglinG
Daisy, you little beast"
Archer Wayland wandered of to his
hammock and book and pipe.
"Drat the women!" he muttered. 81
believe I'll send myself telegram tt
come back to town. But girl will
red hair must have some temper"
A week later he went back to West
lawn, firm in the belief that the dis
agreeable young woman had depart
ed. His arrival was greeted with de
light by Mrs. Wayland.
DO 60 and find Daisy" she urged
"She is picking roses for the dinner
table; she will have a basketful ant
she may need help"
Archer went whistling down thu
path to the rose garden, which wal
secluded within q high privet hedge
A young woman was sitting on ,
marble bench drying her hair In tn
! warmth Of the June sunshine.
Suddenly a pair OF white dimplet
hands were lifted to gather the ret
tresses.
A pebble crunched under Archer,
foot and the woman turned her fac
to him-a heart-shaped face of cream!
white, with arching dark brows an,
jet black lashes that fringed gray
green eyes, opened wide In startlet
wonderment. Scarlet lips with dim
pies at the corners and flashing whit
teeth that disappeared as the smil,
vanished, and then the lips straight
ened into the prim lines of Miss Jun,
Roses mouth.
Its no use," said Archer delhi
erately. I've seen how you can lool
and you needn't masquerade an.
longer"
Framed in the waving meshes o
her hair, her face was indescribabl
lovely. Wave after wave of pinl
flushed the white skin.
1T was all Daisy's doing!" she muI
INJURED contritely.
ooh, Daisy doesn't matter" sail
Daisy's uncle cruelty. II ran ava,
from you, for no matter what reason
and l came back because l simpl.
knew that a girl named June Ros,
must be-well, June is my month
and may we begin our acquaintance
all over again."
June flushed under his arden
glance.
why begin over again?" she asket
demurely. Il think we've made !;
very good beginning!"
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