The Toledo chronicle. [volume] (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1873-1924, 1874-05-21

| tho cool SnaO0 winch was always
found under tho low, spreading
branches OF the old elm tree which
grew in the spacious garden. She
was lovely creature, this Rose
DUNCAN, with Spanish eyes and hair
and a sweet mouth. She was q per.
feet lady. So thought viii Ashton
as he viewed her with an admirlug
gaze.
BY Jovs! This country cousin Of
mine is q pretty as an angel. II
Hardes should zee her, now, wond-
q YhA. Youldn't charge his opinion
LsIfe I pm 2 fool he
! Continued, after a slight pause. /
must work 1t some way 10 bring
them together. There Is no person
in the world I would sooner see
Rose marry, than Hardee.
Wsther it was the delicious shade,
with It's rustic benches or his pretty
cousin that was tempting to Will, lie
sprang over the fence aud fastened
TO avail hlinseli OF its comforts.
Oh, will said Rose, as he enter
cd the garden. How happy l am to
soc you have something so nice to
tell you.
All, perhaps some newly arrived
lover wants you TO flee with h,m, 10
some far away home where you shall
live in everlasting happiness said
Will, taking the little hand IN his
and kissing her. Well, let's hear it !;
if it is to break my heart you might
as well commence.
At almost the same instant that
Will leaped the fence, John came
forward. Ne saw his bride elect
spring to greet Will, he saw Will
kiss her. Such sight! His eyes
turned green with jealousy! lie had
supt sed Rose to be perfect picture
OF simplicity altogether too innocent
Tor coquetry. Now she stood be.
tore him unnasked, a false, dcccitiul
woman. lie longed to spring over
the fence and strangle Ashton, but
he constrained himself, however, and
went back to his buggy and drove
madly back to the city.
/ IIo u, '-rAnr - 20 CO. a -
llttlc wild bird, carry her to hls city
home, and then Will Ashton was to
receive an invitation to dine with Mr.
and Mrs. Hardee. Then ho was to
learn for the first time that John
IIardee was man OF family. But
alas time works wonderful changes.
John observed this TO himself as he
drove back to the city. His hand
soms face wore careworn expires
sion, as he returned TO his studio, to
try to drown his wretchedness amid
the beautiful paintings with which
its walls were decked.
Next morning he sat before his
easel, his eyes cast down on the floor,
thinking OF the false Rose. Many
times during the previous night tho
sight OF that dear heal leaning on
another mans shoulder, came up be-
tore him, aud each time he groaned
bitterly:
How could she deceive mo so ?
How could she ? I trusted her, the
beautiful hypocrite
Very cold was Hardee's greeting
to Ashton that morning, when that
worthy came unceremon,ously into
his studio; but Will did not notice
the coldness Of his reception.
l say, John, he laughed, were you
out at uncle Dungan's Yesterday
Why did you 80 away without see.
ing Rose ? And why In the world
didn't you tell me you were engag.
ed to my cha, ming cousin
cousin, did l understand you
to- IAy? cried Hardee, sprineing
from his seat and taking both Of
Willis hands in his.
Why, yes, drawlcd Will; did you
think I could not afford such a
charming creature as Rose is, for a
cousin /?
Bat you never mentioned her to
me !! said John, staring at him.
To DO suro I didn't replied Will !;
but you're to blame. That's what I
came yesterday to talk about and
you wouldn't hear q word had TO
say. Halo! l say, John, where
arc you bound for? What's up?
Nothing was up. only John was
tearing down tho street in the dire6.
tion OF his boarding house, in the
breathless haste. tor his new suit,
horse and buggy. He found all just
where he had left them, am hsppy
to say and was soon vending his way
back to the DUNCAN farm. They
were married, and years Of happy
married lite have taught John that