Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1869-04-02
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US. Father died when I was a little girl. I
had no brothers, but I had q playmate who
was dearer to me than a brother. AS VIC
grow older his parents, who were rich forbade
| him to visit our house. We METH thc fields
we loved each other, and would not be sep
aratcd. His father learned that we still met,
and he was worry angry. lie told his son that
if he visited me he could not live at home
Our fathers had been bitter enemies, but VIC
could not understand why that should mako
us enemies when we loved each other, and
Emile declared that he would not neglect mo
if his father did shut his doors against him.
One day lie said to mo, Il am going to runn,
way, but not from you-from father, and you
shall coinc to me, and then we shall nevor be
parted" 1t was hard to consent, but Emile
insisted, and We took lcave of each other, and
he did run away. It was o long time before
we heard from him then we got a letter,
which told Us Nc was in America. I had
changed very muoh in Emile's absence, and
mother was afraid I would die. I coaxed her
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his letter that he lived in Cincinnati. When
we arrived in Boston VIC inquired for Cinoin-
natti, and were directed to this place. Moth
er bought this cottage, and here we have lived
expecting to meet Emile"
Have you heard from him /" I in.
quircd.
"Only oncc,' she answered.
edo you know where he is now 2"
emo, indeed; If W did we would not stay
here long,"
Have you never written to him ?"
owe do not know his name. lie changed
it, as he told us in his letter, but he neglected
to tell us what name he now bears"
"Do you think you will ever find him ?"
eyes, indeed, I do. 1 dream about him
every night. know he is not dead, and I
shall soon meet him."
I mado inquiry, hoping it might lead to
some explanation Of the pink dress and apple
selling mystery. She understood my look and
tone of curiosity, and answered, pleasantly (:
"That will explain to you tho romance of
my dress and occupation. When Emile and
l played together in Franco, I often wore a
dress very much like this one. If he should
sec me anywhere in this dress no would know
me. I might meet him and not know him,
but he would recognize mo, and l would not
dress in any other style for fear VIC might miss
each other"
"But why soil apples in tho street? said
I, with a look Of admiration at hor devotion,
which she could not vol mistake : there is
certainly no necessity that you be so occu-
picd."
eyes, there is" she answered naivcly "I
must be where Emile could see me, if he were
to visit the city, I dare not be on the street
all this time, unless I am occupied, and never
thought there was any disgrace in selling ap-
pies"
"Ccrtainly not" I exclaimed; "but all
who know your history will honor you. Ac-
ccpt my %sinccrest wishes That your devotion to
the lover of your youth may be fully rcwar-
ded by an early meeting and a happy rcun-
ion"
"Thank you, thank you but he is my low
or now as much as he was when we were in
Franco, and know | am going to see him
soon | will show him to you hero before
winter; [ know I will. Mother says l al
foolish, but something tells me to hope and |
do hope"
May you not be disappointed" 1 said in
voluntarily.
A few weeks after this interview, I missed
the apple girl in the pink dress from her accus-
toned stand. Fearing that she might b. sick,
[ resolved to call at the cottage in the oven.
ing. When | went to my boarding house al
supper time, a note was handed me. 1t con
tanned these words
DEAR SIR: Como to our house this oven
ing. we have something more to tell yor
about the romance Gas you call it, of my hum
bio drcss and occupation.
TnE Apple GIRL.
[ went-tbe mother stood in tho door t
welcome me-, but the daughter ran to meet
mo, and taking both Of my hands in hors, in
delirium of joy, she cried: "Ho's como"
In her. pink dress at the apple stand, sh.
had met Emile the day previous.
I stood that night q witness to their union
and a happier wedding I never attended,
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