The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1919-07-24
CHAPTER XII.

1t was late when Jean awoke. The
household had been quiet on her ac-
count, and breakfast was DELAYED.
Jean came down white with her vigil
but sweet and smiling Notwithstanding.
The morning had brought clear vision
and h was sure now that the paper
in her possession must be given to
Holt II no other. She had settled so
much and would await her opportunity.
This decided, her mind was at peace,
and she entered the dining room with a
smile Of greeting for everyone.
Late as it Vas, the master of the
house had not yet appeared and the
family stood about waiting for him.
But as Jean entered the servant came
in from an opposite dore with his arms
full of roses. and stood before her.
Such roses. Jean had never seen
such n wealth of beauty, such luxuri-
ance Of coloring. They all exclaimed
in wonder over them. Clear golden
yellow with a deep, rosy tint at heart
like liquid rnbies spilled into them.
Great heavy headed buds and fun
blown roses in abundance, many of
them still On the trailing vines, as fl
they had been pfucked with ruthless
hand to offer a queen. their fragrance
filled the like a burst of insense
from somc orienta shrine. The servant
laid them in her arms as though he
We're offering her a crown and sceptre.
How wonderful" th~
girl, receiving them and laying her FACE
reverently down to their exquisite
beauty. Where did they come from
Are they mine: Do they grow hare?+
81 found the,n at door. Miss"
said the man respectfully. There's
only a card with your name"
why how straHge!" said Mrs. Har-
ring.on. stepping forward to inspect the
card. 'tWto could have sent them? I
have told a number Of the young men
abort your coming, and they are all
eager to see you: but it's st,.ang that
whoever lent these beautiful roses
shouldn't have given his name. They
are wonderfully rare. Somebody must
have suuandered his moths earnings
on them. They couldn't have beer
bought around here. l suppose they
came from some florist a long way
off"
The discreet servant narrowed his
eyes n turned away suddenly as he
saw his master enter.
'Just look here, James, what beau
tiful roses someone has sent Jean!
i Wasn't that lovely OF him, whoever he
is? They were at the door when Jean
!, opened 1t this morning, and no name
on them. Who do you suppose cor
have sent them. Stooaton Homes ,o1
CARNEY Fowler. or ever Captain Weth-
GRILL, perhapsT"
But the master Of the house glanced
SHARPLY at the roses and y frown came
between his brows.
There's only one place around here
where roses like that grow he an.
nounced omiEously.
His wife looked at him with : fright
ssned expression.
You dom ---ss
Yes" said Harrington. They've
Hoit's Folden Sunset
There was an cminous silence as tn.
husband and wife looked at each other
Tls1s sAkya Harrington tusned to he,
sister. wAIa stoodsneAtndi her roses witt
an exquisite flushssn her cheeks AND
q soft. burning light Of battle In he,
"Jean, did yod know wfsre the,
came from?" her sister asked. almos
haughtify.
But Jeans lovely fhcs showed n,
Eianrof intimidation AZ she raised /
gTayelys sweet from the roses wlie,
she held al she might have held, s Nfsl