New national era. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1870-1874, 1872-10-17
ROSE MARKS, LOVERS.

Anu Elau the WOrlu Is lsu.
ROSE MARKS LOVERS.
BY HARRIET PRESCOTT sPOFFORD.
An afternoon picture through the doorway
of the mountain inn, round which q wood
bine hung its sprays and MOSES a picture
of velvet verdure and hazy hillside, and re.
ieved against them young girl, just tossed
into her saddle by her attendant squire, turn
ing now for her whip and drawing on her
gloves leisurely, as the other saddle was ad-
justed more to the riders wish cloud Of
fair hair beneath black hat and dropping
feather; dark blue riding habit, setting of
brilliant, beautiful face, where eyes and
lips and smile all made sort of dazzle; a
figure round and perfect in its way, yet light
and 1.-the as any willow osier, as it answered
to the FESTIVE motion of horse that seemed
to be as demoniac as hose black beasts that
the wild ladies of the German ballads used
to ride. '"-
"What beauty! !" cried lady, newly ar.
rived, to another in the window, her cousin,
Mrs. Burbridge. Sand what horse!'
TOO fiery, by far. But she can manage
him. was the answer.
81 wonder what such horse costs ?"
81 can tell You. Just ten thousand dol
lars"
Sand for that child to ride! What nom
sense! She will be the ruin of him."
''She? Oh! no. She can ride better than
most jockeys. Particular attention has been
paid to her riding. Mr.. Marks is so fond of
horses and all belonging to them, that he
said Rose should take lesson in the ring
for every one she took at the piano."
"FrOm appearances he has kept his word.
That horse and she are only one thing.
Look at them now, down the valley road"
"FOr all that, she doesn't ride any better
than my Lawrence" said Mrs. Burbridge.
'Lawrence's cavalry riding made a CEN
said Mrs. Rodney, gazing after the pair, as
they rode on and disappeared in the woods.
ut will be a nice thing for Lawrence, won't
it, if they always go together? So young
and pretty, and then SO wealthy"
81 don't know about that" said Mrs.
Burbridge to her cousin. "She is we'll
enough-very presentable, very manageable;
but her money! had rather, almost rather,
he married poor girl. 1 feel as if there was
a stain on all her money!"
"You don't mean SOP" i-
1es. / want to consult you about it.
l hardly know how to hold myself
whether to encourage Lawrence or not
See what YOU think when you hear about it
all"
"Why, is it anything so bad as all that ?'
perhaps it is only foolish prejudice but
the larger part of Mr.. Marks wealth is city
properly"
'Well, what Of that?''
kind"
.'Good gracious, Emily, you're not going
to be SO silly as"
"DO just listen. He owns whole streets of
that ROrf to haun with Cor 9th;
more desirable he manipulates, Mr.. Bur-
bridge says, i'm this way" and Mrs. Bur-
bridge drew closer to her gossip, pausing to
count the stitches in her afghan strip. "IIav-
lng seen advantages in a piece of property"
she resumed, switch is either not for sale or
else at an extraordinary high rate, he buys, in
another name, an adjoining building, and lets
that out to crowd of povcrty-stricken fami-
lies, and makes of it as complete q nuisance
as the law allows, with brawling women and
screams OF crying children and tipping and
quarreling men. Presently it is full of liquor
selling dens or worse; the police have to be
called in two or three times a night and
presently the buildings on either side, not to
be had for love nor money before, are for sale
at sacrifice. Then he tears down altogeth-
er, builds his palace, and lets it out in floors,
and adds another ten or twenty thousand a
year to his income. You can see he can
afford to let his little girl have ten thousand
dollar horses; though it is a mere yulgarity,
Of cOurse.''
~ should think so! What way to make
money!"
Yes. Last year he turned out the old
Miss Souths from the house where their
Sreat-grandfather had lived in the colonial
times. They loved every brick in it. A
charming old house; ancestral pictures let
INTO the walls; carved mahogany stairways,
black with age quaint old rooms, all full OF
legends and associations. Here their great
Grandmother had stood when she fell in love
with her husband coming in the door; from
that window their grandfather fred the first
shot on the British; here their mother hap
pened to sit down when she came home a
bride; and SO on. They had story for
every nail in the walls. And then their
garden, IN the heart of the city, full of fruit
that delightful, breezy, bowery garden And
they had been offered a hundred thou
sand fpr the place by two different persons
one wanting it for himself, and one wanting
IT to present to the Historical Society: and
of course, small rs their possessions were.
they refused TO think of such thing. But
Mr.. Marks got hold Of the neighboring prop
.rty, made a nuisance opposite and on both
lies, SO that the innocent old ladies could
ither get in nor out of their own house
without insult and oflense, nor enjoy peace
and quiet after they were in for their sleep
was broken by the turmoil when q 4Jrunken
" oman was taken screaming 10 the station
house every night, and their days were un!
happy with such sights and sraclis as you can
hlrHy Imagine, And they we're heartbpoken
with ,lQnesomeness, for their friends, of
course, could not come to see them with any
thing hkeths oldffequcncy; and their garden