The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1875-08-05
Love Among the Roses.
BY ADDIE f. VAN KFUREN.

where, all day long, it has been toying
with the fresh clover blossom, the sweet
June roses literally cover the fairy arbor
in which | am lounging, and as watch
their changing colors, pink and white,
and deep, deep red, and catch their faint
fragrance, my thoughts go backward to a
morning years ago, when they coquetted
yet more gavlv, and we, Cousin Kate
Munroe and |, sat idly chatting of 4 pie
ME we had had the day before.
"Picnics are so stupid, Nellie You
don't mean me to believe you like them ?"
laughed she, at last, raising her dark
brown eyes to mine and plucking deep
red rose that. bolder than the others, had
pushed its bright face tar in through the
lattice work, and rested on the soft, brown
hair.
Like them? OF course | do. You
must remember, Co.. that | am not the
seen everything, that you are. But didn't
you like Dick Lee? Now imagined-'
That | did, with a CLEAN of even
teeth showing through the coral lips at
the very thought. "Why, as to that, one
must have some amusement, and as moth
ing else appeared, was compelled in self
defence to Why, Mr. Lee, where did you
come from? How long have you been
standing here P"
Turning as she spoke, | thought | saw
Il panied look in the deep, gray eyes, but
lounging forward with his usual ease the
new conner said, as he took her offered
hand
"Only to hear the joyful tidings that
you must have some amusement. came
over to ask you to 90 riding with me,
ladies' Will that be sufficiently amusing,
Miss Kate ?"
| declined, but she accepted the invita-
ton; and gathering her lace draperes
more closely about her. she placed the
rose she held in her hair and taking my
arm, went up to the house to don her rid
ing dress Dick and | stood chatting in
the porch, waiting tor her; and presently
she came down in her graceful dark green
habit, with a dash of scarlet at the throat,
the wide brimmed hat, with its long,
black ostrich feather dropping on her
shoulder, and the red rose still clngino
to her hair, and they went off together
Well" | soliloquized, with 4 deep
breath OF relief, "he didn't hear what she
said after all
And | was rather glad Of it, too. for
Dick was one of my prime iavorites. Then
looking over the stretch of meadow land
and clustering orchards, to the distant
hill, and the gray towers and turrets of
the house where he had lived alone since
his mother died, | dreamed a very pleas
ant dream, with Dick tor hero and Kate
for heroine.
The suns last rays We're dancing with
tba flo and uTavI sha1nIUc 81 "a II
ing through the meadow grass, eer up
the quiet country road came the two fig
ures of whom | was dreaming Kate on
her slender, snowy pony, and he on the
great, black steed that was the pride OF
the country round.
Her eyes were flashing with excite
ment, and redder than ten thousand rubies
smiled the beautiful lips; and as he rode
away, | noticed a red rose in his button
hole
Kate saw where my glance rested, and
said, laughingly,
''IIe asked me for it. Nellie. and. oi
course, couldn't be so impolite as to re-
fuse it,"
For answer, sang, halt under my
breath,
'>She hath two eyes so soft and brown,
Take care
She gives a sde-glance and looks down,
Beware! Beware!
Trust her not, she's fooling thee"
After that, as the days went on, and the
meadows We're ''Sweet with the breath Of
the new mown hay" when the corn grew
taller and taller, and its tassels.swung in
the evening wind, Cousin Kate still lin
gered with us-and Dick Lee.
Almost every day there We're rides
through the quiet country roads, where
the red strawberries stained the grass ON
either side, and the graceful ivy hung and
climbed and swung, and tangled, or
walks through the woods, tor terms OF
witi-nowers, or Scotch-caps and Kate
and he would come sauntering in, and
part at la t with lingering goodbye up
on the porch And noticed how the rose
upon her cheek would brighten at his
coming, and the brown eyes weigh down
with the great JOY that had grown in
them
One evening, Kate and We're sitting
on the steps together, watching the sail
boats as they glided up and down the lit
tie river, just showing above the apple
trees. She sat, with that rapt, far away
look OF hers. gazing up to the sllvery
clouds where the moon was floating. Sud
denly, a teasing voice rang up out of the
shadows, singing that quaint little ballad,
'.She sat in the door on one cold afternoon,
To hear the wind sigh, and to look at the moon,
50 pensive was Kathleen, my dear little KatL-
My Kathleen Wunroe'"
"Well, Mr. Impudence," she said laugh
ing and blushing, as Dick Lee came up
II thought bade you goodbye for this
evening, half an hour ago. Who gave
you permission to come back again ?''
His eyes rested very fondly on the "dain-
ty maiden" in her soft, white trailing
dress. with its rare lace at neck and arms.
on the lilies dropping from her hair. and
the spray of roses on her bosom. then he
said, tlinging himself down on the steps
beside us, with a little bitterness in the
gay voice, too.
"Well, you see, knew my day would
be over to morrow Whom do Won think
l met in the village this evening? l came
up to tell you, Capt. Hustead Nellie
"Hurrah!" laughed Kate. before | could
reply. "Now that will be splendid! met
the brave young captain in town, last
winter, and am almost in love with him
already. How glad am! I"
There" :" said he, shaking his head at
me. in mock despair Didn't tell yol
50? | suppose shall have to hang my
SELF after this, both literally and iigur-
atively. Well, goodnight once again.
lie says he will be up in the morning, -
and, bending over Kate's hand, he touched
it lightly with his lips, and was gone
Next morning brought the captain sure
enough There had been rain storm in
the night, and after breakfast Kate pro-
posed that we should replace the honey
suckle upon the porch WHICH had been
partly blown down.
Laughingly refusing papa's proffers of
assistance, who said she'd 'surely fall and
break her neck" she sprang upon the low
stone railing, and began busily to replace