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HAT do you thlr.fc. Aunt Vio
let? Tho now minister Is com
hiK to-nlshtl"
MIrlnni lllnko ami her cousin, Kille
Towers, burst Into the quiet old fash
toned sitting-room like twin Rnlea of
wind so fresh and sudden and Inspirit
Injr were they.
It was a very cheerful apartment
with tho crlmaou carpet flooded with
October sunshine, tho canary singing,
from his case aiuonc the geraniums In
the window-scat, and a bright wood
flro crackling from the most burnish,
ert of braas andlorns on the hearth
for Aunt Violet loved au open Are,
and adhered to it through all the mod.
ern innovations.
She was a woman past thirty, yet
very pretty withal a woman whose
type of face and form would always
Yemata youthful. Brown hair, with
rippling lights of gold upon Its sur
face; blue-gray eyes, large and shaded
with long lushes; a complexion whero
the fresh white and red betokened
perfect health and a smiling, cherry
ml, melting mouth, whose smiles be
trayed a slugularly regular set of
teeth Miss Violet Hrown was perhaps
unite na attractive In her mature wo
manhood ns she had been In her fresh
er girl-days.
'Tonlghtr said Aunt Violet "And
Is the parsonage all in readiness?"
"All prepared, I believe. And what
do you think. Aunt Violet." went on
Miriam, with girlish eagerness, "of
old Mrs. Marsh going there with her
two daughters to prepare tea, and
v make It 'sort o hum-like.' as she says,
for him the tint night?"
And Violet smiled over her crochet.
"Why," struck In Kfflo Towers, "the
Marsh girls are as old as tho hills."
"Not iuite as old as the hills," said
Aunt Violet, quietly. "Sarah Marsh
Is aliout my nge. and Mehltable can
not be more than a year or two older."
j "Oh, Aunt Violet!" said Etlle. coax-
Ingly, stealing both arms around Miss
Ilrown's slender waist, "nobody ever
thinks of your being oldf
"It's an Indisputable fact neverthe
less," said Aunt VIoIot, serenely.
"Aunt Violet," said Miriam sudden
ly, as she sat looking her aunt full In
tho face, "how 1 wish Mr. Smith
wonld fall in love with youl"
Aunt Violet shrugged her shoulders.
"My dear child. Isn't Drown a suffi
ciently common cognomen but you
wunt to change It Into the still more
hackneyed name of Smith?"
"I wasn't thinking of the name.
Aunt Violet I was only reflecting to
myself what a splendid minister's wlfo
you would make."
"I shall never make anybody's wife,
Miriam."
wnat nonsense;" ejacuiatea tne
gay girl. "Why, nunty, you aro the
prettiest of our whole set, yet with
your sweet-pea complexion and those
big innocent eyes of yours"
Hut here Eflle Towers interrupted,
speaking gravely with serious glance.
"I know what inakes Aunt Violet
speak so, Miriam sbo has had a dis
appointment years and years ago."
"Aunty! Did you really?"
"Vcors and years ago,' as Effle
ssys, I had a lover," returned Aunt
Violet, calmly. "And what Interrupted
the current of true lovo?"
"I was foolish, and wished to test
my power. Clarence, that was his
name, was hasty and Impulsive, and
my folly Incensed him. Bo we parted."
j "And is ho married now?"
"I do not know. I have never soon
nor heard from him since. lie was
only spending the summer vacation, a
coUege student, In our quiet village."
"TV hat was his last name?"
"N'lmportc, Miriam, do not let us
disinter any more of the horrid past.
I have told you my folly. See that
you take warning by It."
And none of Miriam Blake's soft
coaxings could win from Aunt Violet
any further confidences.
"You are not an old maid, darling
aunty," said Miriam, "but Sarah
Marsh Is, and I mean to enter the lists
with her myself to win the now min
ister's favor. Tho parsonage would
mako a pretty nest for such a bird as
I am, all embowered In rose and
clematis, and full of delicious llttlo
by windows and maple-shaded plazzes.
1 hopo lie's young and good-looking."
' "IIo'h Just thlrty-nve," said Etlie,
"for Deacon Alden told mo so."
"Did he say whether ho was good
looking or not?"
"No ho didn't, as If Deacon Alden
cared for his looks."
"Thlrty-flvo-s-that Is rather old-bach-clorlsh,
but a man Isn't totally past
reform at thirty-five," observed Mir
iam, pensively. "If Aunt Violet won't
luivo him I'll try my chance."
"I shull nover marry," gravely re-Hc-ntcd
Aunt Violet, with tnoro seri
ousness than Miriam's llgbt-Jestlng
wuy teemed to call for,
"If that's the case," said Miriam,
"I'll go and rip up the breadths of my
lilac lawn dress, and have the fluted
ruflles done up. One can't pe too care
MINISTER.
'
ful of ono's advantage of costume at
such u critical time, uud I know Mehlt
able Marsh has got a white dress with
blue rosebuds all over It."
"Miriam, what a rattlepsto you are,"
said Etlle.
"Don't I tell you I need a minister
for n husband, Just to sober me
down?"
And with this Parthian arrow of re
tort. Miss Miriam quitted the room,
with Kfllo following her.
Presently she came back again, danc
ing merrily Into the room.
"I've found out my future husband's
name."
"What Is It?"
"A decided novlty-John Smith."
Aunt VIoIot smiled, and Miriam van
ished one more like a twinkling bit
of thlstlodown.
Violet Hrown sat gating Into the
coral depths of the bright ember that
had fallen through the logs on the
hearth. Somehow, spite of her asser
tion of self-reliance and Independence,
she felt very lonely that October after
noon. "I'll go for a walk." thought Violet.
"Perhaps a little exercise will diss!
pata this gathering despondency."
She tied a round hat under her
curls, put on a coquettish scarlet cir
cle, tasscled with white silk, which,
according to her loving nieces, "made
her look like a delicious little Hod
Hiding Hood," and went out Into the
fresh autumn air. where the woods,
all radiant with gold and crimson
glories, were showering their leafy tro
phies on the walks below, as she en
tered their silent aisles.
"Autumn," she thought, sadly, "bow
soon It has come upon us! And It la
but a little while since spring was
hero with her dew and roses. My
spring has vanished, too, and unlike
the sacred season of birds and blos
soms, it will never return to me again.
Ilelgho! I wondor what I was born
into this world for, I don't seem to
be of very much use to anybody."
Violet was thinking thus, a little pen
sively, as she sat on a moss-enameled
fallen tree, tapping the drifts of yel
low leaves with the point of her para
sol, and letting the fresh, fragrant
wind blow tho gold-brown curls back
from her forehead. She was not think
ing bow picturesque was her attitude,
nor how beautiful her face looked in
its oval clearness, with pink flushes
on either cheek, but both these facta
struck the perceptions of a tall strang
er carrying a valise In bis left hand,
who had Just crossed the utile leading
from Uie mala road, and entered the
Illuminated glow of the autumnal
woods.
lie raised his hat with a courteous
motion as Miss Drown started at his
advancing footsteps.
"I beg your pardon; I fear I have
unintentionally startled yeu."
"Not at all." Violet looked up earn
estly at his face as she answered.
"Perhaps you can dlroct me to the
shortest cut across theso woods to
Mlllbambury? I am not qulto certain
as to my localities."
"You aro on tho direct path now,
Clarence Smith."
Ho started, In his turn, and gazed
scrutinizing!)' Into her fucu.
"I thought It was familiar to mol"
ho exclaimed, "and now I know It.
Violet! who would have thought of
meeting you hero?"
Violet Hrown trembled llko an aspen
leaf, but she strove to control her
self. "Tho world Is full of Just such
chance meetings, Clarence."
She had half turned away, but tho
gentleman had put down his valise,
and was evidently Inclined not to part
with her so readily.
"Stop, Violet do not go away, My
Iovel I havo so longed to soo you, all
theso years. Tell me that you have
not entirely forgotten tho past that
you have still a word of tenderness
for the wayward lover who flung away
"TUIXKIXQ X UTTLX rroSIVKLT."
hln brightest chances of happiness
long Hgol Violet, you were my first
love be my last?"
"Do you love me still, Clarence?"
sho asked, tho btuc-grny eyes soften,
lug to a strangely tender brightness.
"Do I hreatho iu-i exist still? I
tell you, Violet, my heart Is llko the
century plant which only blossoms
once and Its blossoming Is In tho sun
shluo of your love alone."
She was silent lurellor than ever,
Clarcuco thought, In tho momentary
Indecision, the shy hesltatlou of her
manner, as sho stood under the old
trees, n gold-tinted leaf drifting down
here and theru arouiul her, and her
trtmulous bauds clasped to hide their
flutter as far as might bo.
"Violet, darling! tell roc that you
love me."
"I love you, Clarence!"
There Is a Garden of Eden created
anew for every happy pair of lovers
and Clarence and Vlolst stood In
TaradlM nowl
"Out Clarence," resumed Violet,
whan the first all-absorbed words and
glances of their new happiness had
been exchanged, "I don't comprehend
this at all. How did you come here?
and how did you know whero to find
me?"
"I did not know where to find you,
Violet Chance has been my friend
here, and as for my opportune appear
nnce ou the scene, It Is very easily ac
counted for. 1 have been called to
take charge of tho parish of Mlllham
bury." "Clarence, you are not the new min
ister?" "Hut I am the new minister."
"His name Is John 8mlth."
"I bog your pardon, mla amlma
It la John Clarence Smith."
And Violet's surprlso was sufficient
ly amusing to the reverend gentleman
at her side.
Old Mrs. Hetabel Marsh and her
two elderly, hard-favored daughters,
had got the parsonage all ready, even
to lighting tho evonlng lamps on tho
study-table, and poking the clear an
thracite Are that burned In the dining
room grate.
Miss Mehetable had turned the
tumbler of crimson currant Jolly Into
its cut-glass dish, and disposed the
green sprigs of parsley to the most
striking effect round the thinly-cut
slices of boiled tongue, while Miss
Sarah made a Ieanlng Tower of Pisa
of the buttermilk biscuits, and whisk
ed the flies away from the augar-baaln.
In readiness for the expected guest
and like the hero of song, "still he
came not!"
"The klttle's bollln', and the tea's
all steeped," said Mrs. Marsh, as she
sat In the big rocking-chair In front
of the fire. "It'll be spiled If he don't
come pretty soon."
"He'll be here presently now," satd
MJss Mehetable, loosening her curls
from their confining papers, "Ob, ma!
I wonder If he'll be pleased with what
we've doner
"He can't help It" said Mrs. Marsh,
mentally congratulating herself on her
double chances of bolng tho minister's
mother-in-law. Hut the words wern
yet on hr lips and the triumphant re
flections yet In her mind, when a
knock cams softly to the door, and
Miriam Hlake entered, rosy with her
long wslk through the frosty autumn
twilight
"Have you heard the news?" asked
Miriam. "I thought I'd come over and
tell you. The new minister has come."
"Bakes sliver ejaculate'd Mrs.
Marsh.
"I don't b'lleve It" said Mehetable.
"Oh, but he has for I've seen him.
And you needn't stay here any longer,
for he has concluded to remain at our
house to-night"
Mrs. Marsh and her daughters both
stared.
"What an alrth does It all moan?"
demanded the elder lady,
"I'll tell yots a very, very great se
cret" crld the delighted Miriam.
"He's an old beau of Aunt Violet's,
and the engagement has been renewed,
and my dear llttlo blue-eyed aunt Is
to be the minister's wife the very next
month that evor dawn upon us I"
"Land o Ooshenl" cried Mrs. Marsh.
"Well I never!" said Miss Sarah,
"I shouldn't think," venomously com
mented Miss Mehetable, "that bo'd
want to marry an old maid."
"There aro morn old maids than ono
In tho world," observed Miriam, phil
osophically. "Bo If you'll kindly lock
up the room, I'll tako the, key back
to my new uncle-thnMs-to-bo. 1 had
thought of setting my cap at tho now
minister myself, but I cheerfully yield
tho palm to Aunt Violet."
She tripped home, through tho dusk,
laughing to herself at tho discomfit
ure of the Marsh family. Aunt VIoIot
and Mr, John 0. Smith were sitting
cozlly together over tho flro when sho
returned, and, as sho passod through
tho room, sho only pausod to throw
her arms around Violet's nock, and
whisper;
"What do you think now about novor
marrying, Aunt Violet?" Tho Hearth,
stone.
Wo don't know that tho Latin in-
scrlptlons on 'tombstones stand for,
but have an Idoa that, translated Into
English, they -would moan; "He's all
In."
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