Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1876-06-15
LOSING THEM BOTH.

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hair that waived without the aid of pins OF
irons. l always thought her name was the
most suitable that could be chosen fol
her though the only wonder was that the old fal
mer Budu did not name his only daug hter De-
! bOrah, or Rebecca, or Sarah Jane.
RUsanna had fortunately been her father
grandmOlhers name, however, and SO Came
d Rose Budd into the world; Tor Mrs. Budd
had made the Anna a middle name instead vi
part of the first, and dropped it.
When began to like hose Budd so much
that | thought seriously OF proposing to her.
Hiram Roper liked her too. He was five
years older than l; plain man OF twenty
nine, with faint scars on his face and balt
spot on the middle OF his head. poor man
studying medicine late ia lite, because he had
not been able to study in his youth, only hop
ing for his diploma in a year, with the prac-
tice all in the future; anu l. at twenty -four,
had the MOsSWOOd estate for my own, and
| money enough to live on comfortably. There
| could be no comparison between US, fOndly
hoped, that would not be favorable to me,
and coolly, though politely, took my place
| before him, and cut him out on all occasions
with Rosebud. I,young rich and handsome,
and, as | supposed, elegantly dressed; he,
plain, poor and shabby, looking ten years old
er than he really was. What chance had he
| against me?
! And so be slipped quietly into the back
ground and l made love to Rosebud, and one
| day kissed her on the cheek, and told her
| that life would not be worth having to me if
| could not win her. and she said nothing,
| but Out-blushed all the roses, and let me kiss
her again. After that we walked boldly arm
-in-arm through the village, and friends teas
ed me, and the other beaux dropped away,
and one day gave her Il ring to wear { her
left hand forefnger.
Two weeks from that day went to l. on
don on business. | intended to stay week,
but was SO successful that | remained
longer; finally | went into business in the
| city, and began to know people. l visited
at the houses Of wealthy merchants, and met
| their wives and daughters, and by degrees
| began TO understand that, though my Rose
bud was very fair and sweet, she was not a
hOt-hOuse flower. In other words, her dress
was not like the dress of a fashionable belle;
her manners were homespun, her education
poor. She was very good-eXcessively good.
but not al elegant lady. Then, too she sent
me notes in big buff envelopes, and used lit
tie 81 for the personal prOnOun, which
should have been honored with the capital
"I"
And Farmer Budd with his uncouth coats
and wonderful hats and long struggling beard
and hair, was not the sort of father-n-law
| should admire; and there was Miss Ham,
over Perhaps that fact was the most power
full one of all the workings of my disenchant-
ment; for Miss Hanover was beautiful, all
millinery and upholstery; and Papa Ham,
over, was called Prince Hanover by his
friends, and had his dinner table set for forty
ever day +; and wore fortune in diamonds on
his bosom, and made friends wherever he
hU rif ~
stock gambler in London.
Papa Hanover had smiled on me, and
counciled me how to invest, and had dined
me with his daily forty friends, and had said,
"Violette, love, this is Mr.. Markham, one
of those country gentlemen of whom we are
trying to make city men,
And Violette had smiled radiantly upon !
me.
Since then how many tete-a-tetes had not |
had with her-how many rides! was learn !
ing to dance with her, and had forgotten to |
write to Rosebud for two weeks, when came |
an anxious little note on blue paper, begin !
ming thus:
''DEAR HENRY: take my pen in hand |
much troubled in my mind regarding Won |
know you would write if you were not sick
20, Henry, if you are sick do tallygraff and !
let father come up and see you Henry i /
will not write any more until hear from
you-i am too troubled in my mind. We ere
all well and in the hopes that you will enioy
the same blessing remain Yours truly.
ROSE BUDD."
"P. S.-Do not let pa come if you are
sick. am SO troubled in my mind.'
l fastened to reply, the awful dread of Mr..
Budd's fatherly care hanging over me. so to
speak, by single hair. | wrote to Rose, but
how? | shall not copy that cowardly letter
here. When it was in the box, l did try to
fish it out again, but it was too late. It had
gone, and its termination. "Thanks, Miss
Budd, for your friendly anxiety concerning
my health am sure that Mr.. Budd does not
share it." was perhaps the worst of all the
lines by which | told her, not in frank, hon
est words, but in manner that no woman
could fail to understand, that did not choose
to remember that we were betrothed.
After that no more letters came in yellow
envelopes to trouble me, and l paid at
tention to Miss Hanover, and invested nv
money according to Hannover's advice. And
days and weeks and months rolled bv, and if
a thought of my little Rosebud, failing be-
cause the sunlight of my love was withdrawn ,
from it, crossed my mind, l drove it away
with sigh. | could not help it, said it i,
was fate. Fate meant me for Miss Hanover, .,
for Vlolette, and we had met, that was all. .
No. not quite all one day-I remember it :,
was the day after splendid ball, and called
On Violette, whose escort | had been the
night before-one day I made this latter
statement to Eiolette Hanover, and she hav- :
ng heard it bestowed on me her most aristo-
cratic stare. and asked me if did not know
hat she had been engaged to Mr.. Twenty :
plum for six long months. |
"And be married next week. Mr.. Mark '