Year: 1876

Fanny Raynor was a pretty school
girl, only fifteen, and very tall of her
age. With her hair done up in a Gre
clan knot, and ornamented with a high
comb, her dress the prevailing fashion,
and walking slowly along the down
town thoroughfare, one would take her
TO be a young lady of twenty. But look
ing closely in her full, fair face, and
seeing the freshness of her perfectly
clear, uHlined skin, the dewy bright
ness of her innocent, girlish eyes, one
felt quite sure that she was only young
delicate girl, who had seen no sorrow,
and knewno evil. But, whether people
noticed it or not, she liked to pass for
an older person than she was; and on
Saturday afternoons, when she went
through the buster parts of the town,
past tie Lyceum and the hotel, she used
TO pull her crimps lower on her fore
head, and wear dotted veil, so as to
look, if possible, several years older.


Miss Bertram kept a select school for
young ladies. So the silver dOorplate
announced at the entrance of her rather
aristocratic mansion. Fanny went there
rs a day scholar, and, as all girls do at one
time or another, gotup violent school
girl friendship for a new pupil, her senior
in years, and of greater experience in
worldly affairs. This girl, Flora Peter
son 10y name, was an orphan. She was
alone in the world, possessed a pretty
face, a fortune, and a turn for Senti-
ment of the most romantic order. So
far as could be learned from her story,
her guardian had had his hands full,
and his heart too; and growing weary
of the endless foolish scrapes she was
always getting into, sent her, as he
thought, out of harm's way, to Miss
Bertram's select school in the little town
Of b. There it was supposed she would
turn her attention to her studies, and
there being no oil to feed the fame of
her ambition-grow into an agreeable
and quiet young lady. But nature will
declare itself. -...


1t was not long before she asserted
her old daring, and looked about her to
see what mischief she could do. In her
own euphOniOus language, she ''tOokto"
Fanny the moment she set eyes on her,
and iiattered her by declaring that she
was the image of a beautiful and popu-
lar artistic, whom she had seen take the
part of Juliet. After meeting Fanny,
therefore, she was on the watch for a
Irritation, either for herself or for her
friend.


DO you know, dear, your eyes are
perfectly superbPn she whispered to
Fanny one day, as they were taking n
walk with the rest of their class, follow
ing their French teacher. al hardly
ever saw such magnificent, star-like
orbs, and so, i dare say, thought that
handsome young man on the Lyceum
steps. Did YOU notice how he stared as
we passed."


"No, indeed; did hePn asked simple
Fanny, blushing atthe pleasant thought
that she was admired, and looking back
over her shoulder. Her papa had always
called her Bright-Eyes, but no one
else had ever seemed 10 notice them.


"Of course he did. Who blames
bimP,' returned Flo. "And just see, he
is looking this way still Now he takes
out his handkerchief for a filtration. o,
Fan, take yours quick-draw it across
your ips!"


Very thoughtlessly and awkwardly, i
must be confessed, Fanny obeyed, feel
ing a triae ashamed as she met Miss