The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1871-08-24

ing some cambria hankerchiefs from
box, the proprietor of the store cam
up and addressed her, calling her Mis-
Romer.
Douglas flashed a quick, please'
glance at her, and the color deepenet
on the young girls cheek as she met i
with her eye.
"Miss Romer,' he repeated, II an
glad have learned you name, because
you reminded me of my sister" ION
Douglas it wasn't because she looked
like her then!)
~ have no sisters, or brothers either,
said she, sadly.
"Have you not?" said Lennox, pity
ingly. ~ should be very lonely with
out mine, though have only one sis
ter. Now that | have learned your
name, may | tell you mine"
eff you please" said Miss Romer.
ut is Douglas Lennox, at your ser
vice. Please consider the owner your
friend, Miss Romer," said the young
man so gravely and kindly that she
could not be offended.
"Thank you," she said simply
Then pushing the box of handkerchief
near him, added, Do these suit"
Douglas was very quick to take the
gentle reminders which she sometimes
gave him, that he was prolonging his
stay, so he turned his attention to the
handkerchiefs.
1t CHANGED that Miss Romer still let
her hand rest on the edge of the box.
1t was very small white hand, with
little dimples at the joints, and pink,
shell-like nails, and Lennox, who was a
passionate admirer of pretty hands,
longed to clasp them in his own, and
press them to his lips. But he was a
gentleman, and would no
more have taken any liberty with the
humble shop girl than with the highest
lady in the land.
About this time Douglas took to ear
ly morning walks, which generally led
down to Chestnut street. Whether the
fact that he occasionally met Miss Ro-
mer on her way To the store, and once
Or twice walked with her, had anything
TO do with the matter or not | cannot
say. But after such occasions | do
know that the spirits of Mr.. Douglas
Lennox improved considerably.
One Sunday afternoon near sunset,
Douglas left a lively circle in his sis
er's parlor, and went out for a quiet
walk by himself. He entered one Of
he parks, and was strolling through
he sunny, green paths when his heart
gave quick bound at the sight Of a
rim little figure in blue, resting on one
# the shady seats. For a moment he
lesitated, then he crossed oter and
spoke.
Good evening, Miss Romer."
Miss Romer arose with the lady-like
trace, which had long told Douglas
hat she was used to cultivated society,
nd returned his salutation. And then
hey sat down together, and yielding
o the. calm Sabbath evening influences
hey fell into a quiet talk, as naturally
$ if they had been old acquaintance. |
hey talked of themselves, and Miss
Somer told Douglas that her home had !
een IN New Haven, and her father
vas a gentleman of means, who had |
avished upon her, his only child, every
dvantage which money and taste could |
rocure. She told him of the death of
er father and mother in a single week,
nd how her fathers estate proved in
olved, and left her pcnniless and alone
he told him she had sought for some
leans by which to support herself and
he had finally obtained her situation
l Mr.. Sheldon's store, and kept herself
/ comfort.
And Douglas told her that he, too, /
as an orphan, only himself and Bell
1T; but he touched very lightly on the
'ealth that was his, lest it should give
er pain.
While they talked, Miss Romer drop
ed her fan, and Douglas, picking it
P, saw written upon the plain ivory
andle the name "Helen Romer."
Helen was my mothers name" said
2 reverently.
"Was it? 1t is mine," said Miss Ro-
er in pleased surprise.
II am glad it is yours" said Doug