Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1872-07-16
The Judge took them graciously, re.
pesting, (for the Judges elocution was a
splendid point y

AMI the myrtle anu iNl OF sweet mo anu tNshtyi
Are worth all yonr laa,-ls though ever sopicnty y
You believe this. Miss Seaworth. do
you no, ?"
II should not. il were Judge Haze, |
should be satisfied with the laurcls
Begging your pardon. my dear young
lady. tear. YOU aoald nnt; one poor
little rose. bud from the girl we lon be
hind US in liie's morning is worth them
all. and )e,," he added seriously, Il
have been all my life trying Tor these
very laurels."
"And been So eminenlly successful,
added the young lady. "ily father was
reading your latest decision Yesterday,
and he said TO my mother he did not
know any one who had greater cause tor
self congratulation."
And your mother?' asked the Judge.
what did she say? She knew me- when
/ | was nearer the boy than am nov
She was very happy IN your suo"oss -
she always is in that OF her friends"
"Ycs. romember" time the
Judge was thinking to himsell-"'ber
congratulations ovsr my first prize
rssay-bui tha. was long ago not :"
long either. if you. Miss Kitty. did not
come between the then and the n"w p"
'.Oh. this growing old" said lhc .ir'
carele.sly. ii, must be s,rnms" work.
WE must find the iuuntaIn "r I".r
,piuai youth for ,ou,' said the Judgc
tendcrly. "ior you and tor the roses.
| You must be ever in the bud aud hluum =
Su they walked on--ihe Judge With Il
tirandisoniun style ri manner particular,
noticed by the ladies. Ills dignity among
men had done good service it had been
mistaken ni,en times for power but with
the ladies there Was rather too much al
Sir Charles style oil compliment. which
had grown with his years into a heavy
nannerism.
Poor man. he little knew the sense oi
rrliv Kitty ielt when he lett her AZ the
whittier her errand led her, rs with u
contagious sense of life beating the faster
in his own pulSes-he returned home
with his fragrant gilt.
The good people of Nayfeld were
proud oil their Judge. Practical men
listened to his opinion when the life ot a
fellow creature hung upon his decision; ;
his word was law ~ TO the lawful right
OF this or that aggressive company and
they were accustomed to go away salts
fed that Tor them there was no higher
legal testimony But when they saw
him this morning they smiled as he pass
ed, ut his roses. and at the consciousness
with which he carried them. they had in
their own matler-of.lact, domestic lives
sort o: pith for the susceptibility oi
their Judge.
Mrs. Dennis, in The bay-window OF her
handsome stone cottage, with very be-
coming widows cap over glossy hair. sat
filling in with crimson wool handsome
bead lily. She looked up as the Judge
walked by and read with quick eye the
story.
"SiIly man. she said to her niece. 'he
has been walking with Kitty Scaworth
and taken her flowers. | know them Tor
the same roses she had iu her hands this
morning. He will do some silly thing
vet before he dies. He is old enough TO
be Kitly's grandfather !" aud Mrs. Dennis
curled her proud lip In scorn. But tho
Judge did not sec it-hc did not even no.
,ice Mrs. Denns with passing glance
he had Just then confused consciousness
ol two pretty girls OF eighteen summers.
For days afterwards the roses withered
on his study table.
An hour afterwerds Kitty Seaworth
entered her mothers room glowing with
health aud beauty; she took of! her little
round hat. put back the abundant hair.
and sank with perfect abandonment into
the large easy chair. "Mamma," she
exclaimed, II have had IN old beau this
morning; should have thought he had
come out OF one of those great trunks in
Grandmamma's garret; ii he had only
kissed my hand--ii he had, am sure |
should have boxed him with the other,
the intolcrabls borc!"
"Who was the bore P" asked the mother
quietly.
Judge Hare. TO be sure, and mother
dear. i don't know what style OF beaux
you had when you were young if he was
an eligible J"
There were giants in those days.
Kitty; young men who since then have
written their names upon high places
you may be well satisfied il any of the
gay flatterers who dance around you. my
daughter, attain to 50 good record"
I Kitty laughed and said she should be
sorry il pone made n better figure In the
future thinking oil the while OF one
dark k-eysd young man who had just had
his diploma as NJ. D.. and his first half
dozen patients.
mamma" continued Kitty, II cannot
soc how any warm-hearted man ever be-
came such creature Of manner as Judge
Hare. You should have heard the senti'
ment--Byron laurols rose. buds all in
a tumble m
II hope you were respectful, Kitty"
said her mother. Judge Hare is man
old enough"-she was going to say ito