Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1865-07-08
NUMBER 8.

the flushed face. SO thought Mary, and SO
thought the guests at the Cliftons' party
The party from Sweet Fern started about
seven o'clock, and by fast driving reached
Fair View at nine or half past. Theladies
having arranged their dresses for the ride,
they were not mussed, and, having worn no
bonnets, they were ready for the psrlors.
The instant Kate Clifton entered the n ON
Maude saw-her own white violets, whicl
She had given to Bud, fastened at Katie,s
neck. Anger, modification and anguish
filled her. '.1.' 'h't 'H7d % y u
"He loves her after all, and only whisper
ed love tales to me for pastime. And am
wearing his gilt! I'll throw it away! No
won't either; I'll wear it. but my words
and manner shall prove my feelings. And
sent him the jonquil, too-'Affection re-
turned.' If am not in a muss. But the
world shan't know. o, Bud my darling,
when loved you so and was so happyi But
III not listen to You again. III not accept
any apologyI 9You have no excuse; none.
Oh, my heart is breaking, my dream of Joy
all gone; o, darling, darlingm ..-,',,
Maude's very frame shook with emotion;
and all the while she was advancing to
speak with Kate In q second Bud Joined
them. His usual merry face was grave,
even stern. He glanced at the, flowers over
Maudes temples, and smiled gloomy, Bit
ter smile. She saw it, and the color rushed
to her face. Bud thought t- r.r,
. False, false! She casts my love aside
and wears another's flowers" .''.- W ny
Maude saw his smile, so gloomy and Bit
ter, and translated it into contempt 8i.ay
HE thinks to triumph over me. Let him
If he can! Let him have his darling Kate
and her white violets, and welcomer'" ai
- The rooms gradually filled. Among the
last arrivalswas Frank Tresilian. Dread
ing to face him, Maude stole through the
window to the further end of the piazza
In second he followed her. oHh'
Maude, Maude, my hearts darling
God bless your sweet encouragement.
Mine, all mine?p And he pressed kiss af-
ter kiss on her pure brow, on her cheek,
and one burning one on her lips. s''
Struggling to free herself she said stern
ly- .sEr r.slr r.iL t-ai.ur gs.t
"Mr. Tresiian. what does this mean?"
"Mean? why, my birdie, how modest you
are. Hasn't an accepted lover the very best
right to claim betrotheds kisses, especial
ly when he hasn't seen her since the ac-
ceptance?"
His tone was loving and pleasant.
Accepted lover. What is the matter,
=" Frank? that's better. Nothing the
matter, only I'm the happiest of men. My
darling little wife-that is to be!'
"See here, Frank Tresilian !! You arc
crazy! Just listen. You sent letter this
afternoon, Offering yourself, enclosing fow-
ers, among which was spray of pink rose
buds requesting me, if favorable to your
suit. to wear them" @ ~ rr..s sg.s
Yes, Maude, did. And you replied"
g [ replied by sending flower whose
motto was 'Discouraging love- telling you
l wore the buds for another" rf
-, fnn I,os II Il ~ala
eyes were fixed on Maude's face. AT that
instant Bud came through the window, and,
unperceived by either Maude or Frank,
heard the remaining part of their CONVEX
sation. a' .Hr.rnHr ~. .. F.. ....,-
''Maude," Treslian began, "it is fear
full mistake. | received from you this"
and he handed her an envelope containing
the jonquil. '1 g -.a... :,
"'Love returned;' thought it meant my
affections. Then, when saw my offering
Those buds-I felt sure you loved me.
Maude, | see now. l leave you. You
meant you never could love. me; you in
tended to send me the 'Aaron's rod, mean
ing Discouragement; you meant to write to
me that the flowers we1 e worn for another,
as you said you did write. 1t was fearful
mistake, but thank Heaven, it was discov-
cred so soon. Good bye, and if Bud loves
you may you be happy"
Maude stood alone by the flower -trellis.
She'w was overwhelmed, bewildered; now
she knew what caused Buds grave, panied
face; she, had sent her accepted lover the
rejection, and uice versd. If she could only
see Bud and explain. -i1#I
An arm fell caressingly around her waist,
and voice-the voice she loved best
whispered lowly- .;..... f.,..,-.....
Darling, my Maudew -''.. '''
Sand you know all?" breathlessly asked
she. rn'- '- ..f. aft r. r. y+g.rl
'All. all, dearest; and you love me? Tell
me this time, so may be certain"
A golden ringleted head, with its adorn-
ment of pink rose-buds, lay nestlingly on
Buds broad bosom, and Maude said-7-r U
'Oh, SO much; darling, darlingw
"But am farmer, you know" said Bud,
his love of mischief predominant NHa le9
"Oh, hush! then I'll have you," was her
saucy reply. .-..'... '...u0 l.i7
There! / said I'd never ask you to marry
mer'
bud, why did you give Kate Clifton
those violets?" ..f- a.s aaf u sgtai2
IL didn't; seew and throwing back the
front of his coat, he disclosed them pinned
to. his vest. "I was justtastening them out
side when that mistake came, so put them
here. Kate's were given her by Mary" r
"Come in, Bud; the folks will miss u.s."
"a kiss first. Thus we seal our engage
ment and the bliss arising fiom an explain
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