The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1874-04-29

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a merits. Rosa hummer stood up tt
take place among the workers of the
+ world. .....
. The gentleman found it worth his
while to hold conference with her
l When the girl came again into sun.
shine, her wax like face shone. She
could hardly believe the hope set be
fore her. She had agreed to study
her art under this master. to helm
him with his plans, submit her in
ventions to him, receive Il per cent of
their value and q salary which quite
eclipsed the chambermaids ambition.
Rosa had wide knowledge ofbuild-
ings. told you D. hummer gave
his daughter the advantages of tray
ell. Her invention was quick, and
she had delicate, feminine eve to
details. Her head was full of ideals.
She made haste to find quiet, pleas
ant lodgings, and to set about her
business. 1t was good for Rosa to
have full hands at this time.
| The architects wife took a fancy
to her husbands young pupil, and
drew the girl into her home circle.
/ Rosa Bummer's life, thus rooted,
rose into strength. It threw out
feelers right and left towards other
lives. But follow only the main
stem. b..
She walked into the streets, a
quietly draped figure, plant and firm
and bright of face; Or sat at the ia
bic in her office, calculating and Gre
ating. She went into the houses of
the poor, and pointed out defects with
an eye to remedying them, until the
people grew used to her and loved
her.
She fingered late over plan one
evening. 1t was now February dusk
when her feet touched the pavement,
and she made haste because her
route was crooked one.
A tall, exquisite, lazy man sarn-
tered on the walk, coquetting with a
cane, which he dropped as Rosa pass
ed to scan her face as he stopped for
1t. The babe-like face was matured.
and its eyes were thinking; no long
hungry eyes, but Guernsey knew her.
The pretty shape of her glove. the
draping of her cloak, clinched her in
his memory.
"Ah'' he cried effusivelv, 'Rosa
hummer! Little Rosa" squaring up
to possess her hand. "Whv, I'm
happy, I'm overjoyed! How have YOU
been? Where are you stopping?
Where is papa? His errand, mining
stock or churns this time?''
"Mr. Guernsey" said Rosa, stand
ing off from his advances, ''my faith
er is dead. Please respect his mem
DRY and his daughter enough to let
me pass ri
''Deads' cried Guernsey, falling
into step by her side, and ringing his
stick along the pavement. 'Why,
you astonish me. How sad! Then
you are alone?"
Rosa crossed the street and turned
a corner.
"such a timid little thing to be
left alone,'' continued Guernsey.
walking with even strides. ssWhere
are staying? So fortunate | saw
you"
Rosa turned another corner: they
were now on an avenue lined with
|quiet, villa-like residences. She
turned and faced him.
'Do you mean to persist in fol-
lowing and annoying me sir? You
have seen that l decline your further
acquaintance; your company is an
insult. Will you suffer me to pass
without further words?" Her hand
darted nervously to her belt. d
"Ah" pulled Mr.. Guernsey, uncti-
ously swelling himself, show could
she be so cruel? Decline his ac-
quaintance! wouldn't even let him
see where she lived so that he could
call! Had his little Rosa forgotten
the happy hours-Ah!'
The muzzle of a pistol, cold and
fixed eyed flashed up suddenly in his
face. 1t had hair-trigger, and a
little gloved forefnger was on that
trigger.
"Move an inch before I bid YOU,
and you are dead man. You das-
tardly coward you track me because
you think ! am defenceless. Mind!
| carry this always, and am a
nractical markswnmani Aho,,4 ,e..e