Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1872-07-16
Stlstt Storg.
Ifron Woods Household Magazine
THE JUDGES ROSES.
BY MARIaM HAMILTON.

Tho Judge came out upon his door
step. not the Judge of Maude Mullcr's
reveries. but our own local diguit1ry. IL
was one OF June's freshest mornings
Thero was suggestion of youth in ev
erything. and tho Judge felt il; far was
il from his heart at any time 10 he mum
Lerei with tho old men. certainly not "i
all mornings upon this. when hr had
reached the very heigh, oi forensic
honor, and his decision was before the
public in the most intricate OF railroad
suits. But few summers over iiity. he
commanded position equalled by iew
men of his native State.
Years ago. when he really WAS young.
the Judge had married beautiful but
most ambitious womsn whose fascination
over his married life he had powerfully
felt Sho spent freely for him a hand
some palrimony. and then when nothing
remained to her but her husband tai
ents, she had gosded those talents on 10
distinction. and died at the rsalization OF
OF her most ambitious dream His chill
drcn married and gone, there WAS for the
Judge only the goal aud the glory with
out love 10 share il. Sensitive. too,
about growing old. with I'm intense ad-
mira,ion for youth and beauty. rs he
stood refreshing himself in the sweet
summer weather he forgot The weary
winters, or at least. their number.
Tripping down the walk came the
lutiering OF white dress, and the mu
ton oi the daintiesi OF little sun-shgdes
protecting from the broad light the
beautifully formed head and face oi the
village beauty; she lifted, rs she passed.
q pair Of bright blue eyes to the Judge,
face. and her red lips parted in 10 smile
over row of pearly white teeth, giving
her mouth q sort of springtime freshness.
One little gloyed hand held the sunshade,
the other grasped tightly bunch of June
roses.
The snuggest OF shoes were buttonsd
over pair OF little feet; this the Judge
noliced-he had ever keen eye TO foot
and hand. petling his own with sort Of
arist0cratic tenderness. In fact not u
grace of dress or person escaped the
Judges eye with this neighborly Good
morning"
Pretty" the Judge said to himself,
''but not so pretty as her mother was.h
Then as il moved by sudden impulse he
hastened down the street and followed
her.
Kitty Seaworths thoughts were lar oil
when the Judges voice startled her
pardon me-" he said. ''you or Your
roses have tempted me TO follow"
"The roses, oil course. Judge Hare" !"
and as the girl spoke, she lifted the
abundant variety for his Inspection
clusters Of white and OF red, with here
ond there n mossy bud. But what did
he know OF roses, whose life had been
spent with Blackstone and Kent and the
smell OF Russia leather he run his eye
carelessly over bud and blossom. and
then lifting them to the young face eS-
claimed. "Yes. very beautiful"
Little Kitty blushed right girlish
blush before the implied compliment.
while the Judee was preparing to return
to the flowers and hog spray.
"fou shall have all,n she said hastily.
"indoed you shall. every one. You will
be delighted with them on the study
table. My father was saying at break
fast all Mayfeld must be proud of you,
and give yon these roses 10 twine with
your 'laurels,'H
The Judge loved compliment from
any one. if he had not, he would have
delighted in this it meant to him more
lhaa compliment-it had history
Thank you,n ne exclaimed, IL can take
them on but one condition. that can go
with you 10 gather more"
mo sir. you shall have them as a free
gift; / gathered them carefully for the
love bore them-I honor them with 4
purpose; they shall twine with your
laurels," and she passed the still dewy
bunch into his hand.