Norston's Rest

eaning forward eagerly, shading her eyes with one hand, and

ight, were now like velvet or fire, as tenderness or passion filled them. She had grown taller, more graceful, perhaps a little less vigorous in her movem

and in her eyes: "Will he come

y had she put on that chintz dress with tufts of wild flowers glowing on a maroon ground?-all cheap in themselves, but giving richness of color to match that of her pers

sly for him. There was a table set out in the room she had left, on which a white cloth was spread; a glas

ather whom she had sent supperless to bed only a few days before

Riding his blood-horse, or walking leisurely, he had mounted th

ed by some sensational romance; but now all the poetry, all the imagination and rude force of her nature were concentrated in a first grand passion. Females like Judith, left to stray int

ng, even reckless nature of this girl, and inspired all the latent elements of a character formed like the garden in which we first saw her, where

ices for his entertainment, bantering him all the time with good-natured audacity, which he liked. She took long rambles with him down the h

re she would weave daisy-chains or impatiently tear up the gra

went ringing to and fro, like the joyous out-gush of a mocking-bird, for

that she grew brighter and more cheerful every day, that her curt manner toward himself had become almost caressing, and tha

ay. The meagre affection she felt for him was as nothing to the one grand passion that had

r because of her hope that another

dish isn't more than half full, and father hinted that some were getting ripe on the bushes by the lower wall. I've a good mind to go and see. I hate to have them look skimpy in the dish. Anyway I'll just get my sun-bonnet and t

re she found some wild bushes clambering up the stonework, laden with fruit. A flock of birds fluttered

ing her own lips with the largest and juiciest now and then, as if to tantalize the l

, who looked up and saw that the golden

ies in her bowl. "A pretty fix I should be in then, with my mouth

the kitchen, she hurried up to her own room and gave herself a rapid

look at herself by a not ungraceful bend of the neck. The mirror took in her head and part of the bust on which the scarlet ribbon flamed.

h darted away and ran down-stairs in swift haste, for she he