Ellsworth American., 1874-07-30

possible delights. Julian Fenton wa
her devouted cavalier. He took he
out to drive behind his matchless pai
OF fast grsys; he danced with her; b.
introduced her to the Newport leader,
OF fashion hc got invitations for hel
70 all the balls, and fetes and recep
tons Of the season !; and, in fine, open
ed up TO her an enchanted world ol
pleasure and enjoyment, Of which she
scarcely ever dreamed before. And
withal, he was 80 kind and so devot.
ed. He interested himself 90 deeply
in all her little affairs, and gave her
good advice about her dress and de-
portmsnt, and taught her all the ne "
stsps, and the new figures, in the Ger.
MAJ and some thing else besides-he
tsa61t her to love him.
. mot that he ever made positive
love 70 her. l will acquit him of that.
But love 10 shown in look and tone and
gesture, and is told in half breathed
words and half uttered phrases, As we'll
As when spoken with all the fervor
and poetry OF Romeo, or Of Claude
Aelnotte. What was he dreaming of.
this practiced man of the world, when
be took the soft wax of q childish
heart, and stamped his image there
upon, only to fling the poor plaything @
away at last. needless il it were brok-
en- in the process or not? Was he in.
deed innocent Of all thought or intent
Of III doing when he 90 disported him
self?
six weeks and more had passed for
hosa in this bright, bewildering whirl
oi enjoyment and intoxication. The
season was near its close, and brilliant
Dali, given by one OF the leaders of New
port gaiety, was to form the finale to
the festivities Of the season. Rosa pre.
pared for this ball with trembling hands
ana throbbins heart. Something of
inward premonition told her that on
that evening her tate would be decided
Mr.. Fenton had been more than usnaIlv
devoted. Her dress Of pale bIne s;it
had been ordered at his suggestion, her
nair was dressed in the style he pre-
ierred, and her boquet was an Offering
from him. So she went out to the bali.
bright, joyous and happy, never, so
help me Heaven! to dream a foolish
love dream any more.
"For this was the conversation that
she heard, as she sat trifing with some
Ice, behind the shelter Of a tall stand of
plants, too happy to eat her supper, or
10 think OF anything but the coming
herman. Tor which she was engaged 10
Mr.. Fenton. The voices were both
known to her-one was that Of Julian
Fenton, the other that of James willis.
his particular friend. well, Fenton.
aud when 10 the wedding to be? Am
10 congratulate YOU at once, Or is the
engagement still . secret?' sWhat en-
gagenent, and whose wedding? Don't
pretend ignorance! Yours, to the little
Denham girl-the Southern rosebud, as
Clayton calls her. 'Nonsense!' cried
the other, What / engaged to Rosa
S.y. e-fTr i;;r,.dt 7 Is absolute iollyr 'Wen-
without a dc;..s r. s1ln NJ Lac ali ali
very we'll; but n ruos noaogs,nnn ar,,ite a
different thing. N5;aog, ,'rq,p >, iesom is
my own still, and mean to 'HeIf.li. She
is nice, fresh, shy little thing, and
have taken quite an interest in her, and
have brought her forward this season,
and made her very positive success
And for what reason, if you really did
not care tor her? oh, she is bright,
pleasant girl, and l like her very much
she does we'll enough to amuse ones self
with for q few weeks, though she is
rather young and inexperienced for my
taste. But the fac. is wanted to serve
out Carrie Forester, for more than one
Ill turn she has done to me lately. Car
RE was having things all her own way
at Newport, till ! brought forward this
pretty young creature, and theu her
paint and her thirty years had hard
time Of it. Nothing like putting a rose
bud beside au old, artificial flower, to
show the defects Of the latter eflectuallv.
No, mol Tomorrow / shall say good-by
to Miss Denham. We are to lead the
German together tonight, aud that will
probably be the last shall ever see of
her. Oblige me by cOntradicting the
report that We are engaged, whenever
you get chance"
Rosa DenhAm neither screamed, nor
tainted, nor did anything desperate; she
merely put aside her plate OF Ice cream,
and asked her escort to bring her q Z lass
Of wine. And then she went out I'D
danced, and led the German TO admira-
ton, and went back to the hotel, and
laid down on her bed with feeling that
her heart was broken. But she did not
get brain fever. nor did her broken
heart kill her. In point of fact, she was
married two years afterward, and did
extremely well in . worldly point of
view. And for that marriage she had
to thank Julian Fenton, for it was only
the aching, hollow feeling, that was lett
when love and hope were literally
crushed out Of her existence, that ever
led Rosa Denham to give ear to John
Csstlemaine.
"For you know me now; you must
have recognized me long ago, totally as
you had forgotten me. 1t was not to be
wondered st. l was but one of the
myriad Of unnoted girls with whom you
have whirled away some Of the super.
huous hours that often hang SO heavy
on your hands.
"And now you come to me to sue for
the heart that once might have been
yours for the asking; nay. that once
was yours, wholly and entirely for q
few brief weeks, long years ago. But
to-day l make answer, that l cannot
love you, for l know you too we'll.
That ! did love you once, have con-
fessed, without hesitation, but when
you dealt my heart the blow that crushed
it, the stroke also shattered the worth
less idol it contained. You NAV call
me . false. cold hearted cOquette, If you
will; but my console nee 10 clear, used
no effort, kut forth no wiles to attract
YOU. Moreover, l am but what you
yourself have made me. The timid,
loving, Inexperienced, trusting girl,
exists no longer. You are not the first
Frsnkenstein that has beheld the crea :
ture Of his own isshioning turn against
him. Hy0uhave indeed loved me, with
true and sincere passion, (which, par.
don me if l doubt then we are quits q,
last. Twas the amusement OF your sea.
son at Newport. you have served L
divert The tedium Of my late voyage
Again, ! repeat, we are quits.
"RosA DENHAA ACAsTLEAAINE."
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