The Osceola times., 1876-07-15
LOSING THEM BOTH.

The dearest little rosebud of a girl,
with cheeks where pink flush came a nd
went, and blue eyes, with long, golden
brown lashes, and hair that waived without
the aid of pins or irons. always Thought
her name w's the most suitable that
could have been chosen for her, though
the only wonder is that old farmer Budd
did not name his only daughter Deborah
or Rebecca or Sarah Jane.
Rosanna had fortunately been hcr
fathers grandmothers name. however
and so camc.a Rose Budd into the world
for Mrs. Budd had made the Anna n
middle name instead of part of the first
and dropped it.
When l began 10 like Rose Budd ~
much that l seriously thought of pro.
posing to her, Hiram Roper liked her
too; He was five years older than / !:
PLAIN man OF twenty nine, with iajn.
scars ON his face, and bald spet ON the
middle of his head. A poor man. study,
ing medicine late In life, because he had
not been able TO study in his youth onIy
hoping for his diploma in n ySar. with
the practice all in the future /: and l. nj
twenty-four, had the Mosswood cstate
Tor my own, and money enough to live
on comfortably. There could be no com.
Parison drawn between rs, I fondly
hoped, that would not be favorable r.
me; and ! coolly, though politely. took
nay place before him, and cut him ont on
all occasions with Rosebud. l. vounc
ana rich and handsome, and. as sun
posed, elegantly dressed he, plain. po5,
aud shabby, looking ten wears Older tba 4
he really was. What chance had h,
against me: '''
And 80 he slipped quietly into III,
Underground, and ! made love to Rosebud
and one day kissed her on the cheek an,
told her life would not be worth bavin,
TO me If ! could not win her and she
SAID nothing, but out-blushed ali tL,
roses, and let me kiss her again. Ate,
that we walked boldly arm.in.arn
through the VILLAGE, and friends tease.
me, and the other beaux dmpned away
ana ana one day gave her ring to wear on
Two weeks from that day went IN
London ON business. intended 10 stav
a week, bp. I was 10 successful that /
h,ema'ned longer; finally | went into
ouS .less in the city, and began 10 know
rople. l visited at the houses of
wealthy merchants, and met their wives
and daughters, and by degrees began 10
understand that, though my Rosebud
was very fair and sweet, she was not a
hot-house flower. In other sords, her
dress was not like the dress of fash.
ionable belle her manners were home.
spun, her education poor. She was
very good-exceSively good but not an
elegant lady. Then, too, she sent me
notes IN big buff envelopes, and used liz.
tie rs" for the personal pronoun. which
itaI az" " '"e cap
And farmer Budd, with his uncoutb
coats and wonderful hats and long. strag.
gilng heard and hair, was not the sort of
iather-in-law that ! should admire and
there was Miss Hanover. Perhaps thar
iact was the most powerful one of all the
workings of my disenchantment for
Miss Hanover was beautiful, all mil
iinery and upholstery; and para Han.
mover was called prince Hanover NV hi.
friends and had his table set for forty
every day, and wore a fortune in
diamonds on his bosom, and made friends
everywhere he went by his lavish gifts,
ana was the greatest gambler in london
fapa Hanover had smiled apon me.
and counseled me how To invest and
had dined me with his daily forty
friends, and had said: Violette lave
this is Mr.. Markham, one of those conn
try gentlemen of whom we are irving IN
make city gentlemen" w
And Violette had smiled radiantly
upon me. "'''
Since then how many tete-a-te,es had
not had with her--hew MANY ridesY I
was learning TO dance with her. and I
had forgotten to write 10 Rosebud for
two weeks. Then came an anxious In.
tie note on thin blue paper, beginning
thus
DEAR HENRY-I take up nv pen in hand
much troubled in my mind regarding Won
Know you would write II you were not sick.
On Henry, If you are sick do tallygraii aud
iet father come up and see you. Henry /
WIN not write any more until hear from Won
- am too troubled in my mind. We are ali
wen and in the hopes that you will enjoy the
same blessings remain your truly,
RosE BuDp.
"P. S.-Do let pa come If YOU are sick. I
am SO troubled in my mind"
| hastened to reply, the awful dread of
MIR. Budds fatherly care hanging over
me, so to speak, by a single hair. iwrote
to Rose, but how? shall not copy that
cowardly letter here. When it was in
the box ! did try to fish it out again.
but IL was too late. II had gone. and its
termination Thanks, Miss Budd. for
your friendly anxiety concerning my
health; | am sure Mr.. Budd does not
share it," was perhaps the worst Of all
the lines by which / told her, not in
frank, honest words, but in a manner
that no wsman could fail to understa and,
that ] did not choose to remember that
we were betrothed.
After that no more letters in yellow
came to trouble me, and I paid
lttention to Miss Hanover, and invested
ny money according to Hannover's
dvice. And days and weeks and