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

You would have laughed had yo
seen the half deprecating, collapsed
patronizing and altogether unsettle,
air with which Mr.. Guernsey waite,
himself in good time> around the cor
ner. Not till his portly person an,
the last suggestion of his coat hat
disappeared, did Rosa put up he
pistol.
She fitted away through the mist
leaving the sole witness of the seen,
to enjoy it hugely. Leaning from
an upper gallery, he had failed t,
take in its meaning until the cir
stood on the defensive.
That's spirit for you" he laughed
silently. mo noise and items TO
the morning paper, but cool and la
dylike conduct throughout. ] won
Ger VINO she IS! b,
Boy cried q lady, parting til,
curtains behind him. ''The bell has
rung for dinner. Are you hunting
consultations through the fog?''
Eyes! and | have seen phenome-
nom. Andromeda got off the rocks,
faced the sea monster with a navy
revolver, and backed him below the
horizon!"
"What nonsense murmured Mrs.
Cheriton. Draw the curtain. please,
DEAR
D, Bummer's daughter, about this
time, concentrated her thoughts and
efforts to a certain focus. A Chicago
company, about to build a great de-
pot, offered a handsome sum for the
best design. BY her friends advice,
Rosa yentllred into the competition.
Her plan had been a darling of her
thoughts for months, so, after sub
uniting it, she awaited anxiously its
fate. ,,a.. -sa.s .,,t ~ G5sa.2.s4
Often when she went to her work
Rosa made a loop into by-street
and entered poor little building, in
the front of which penny shop was
kept. Nodding to the care furrowed
woman behind the counter, Rosa
passed at once to an inner room and
kissed the boy she found on all old
sofa. He had a beautiful face, but
his arms were fearfully long, and his
body was so misshapen it made be-
holders shudder. He always laid his
head on Rosa's breast, and held her
near him as long as she stayed. She
brought him afpicture, or tea rose,
or grapes, OF a new song she had
learned to sing for him. i
Once, as she had thus gathered
her nesting, a gentleman entered
the shop, and half distracted the old
woman with his wants, while he lis
tened to voices through the open
door.
/ am halfasha1ned to confess il
was Roy Guerin; that he had fol
lowed Rosa; that it was not the first
time he had followed her. Even
with the pistol in his memory, he
fingered after her, like star caught
in the hair Of a comet and thrown of
its course. Visiting the architects
rooms, one day, he met and recog-
nized her. She interested him; and
none the less because she gave him
no second glance after his introduc-
ton. Being an amateur author, with
plenty of spare time on his hands,
he began to study her as a ''charac.
ter and had now proceeded SO far
that he was making her his heroine.
Reverently, with a sympathy she did
not dream any mortal could feel fo1
her, ne threaded the ways of her life,
and learned her. He fitted past to
present; and from these and the wo.
man before his eyes, he evolved the
nature Of D. Bummer's daughter, as
it shall appear when promoted. He
followed her with the insane cnthusi.
asm of poets.
''Fish hooks, sir?" answered the
care furroWed shop woman with 9
stare, Il haven't none in my stock
Sir"
Darling Rosa was saping to her
lame nesting, ''you mustn't see il
that way. You are not alone. You
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are in company with the best people
Of the earth. Let me show you wha,
| mean; / understand it, forI once
felt thus cut off and entirely helpless
myself. You know what feeling in
common is, don't you.
+ eyes" s
Swell, dear, all the best and reat.
est folks, and all the ordinary ones