The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1876-06-07
LOSING THEM BOTH.

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The dearest little rosebud of girl,
with cheeks where q pink flush came
and went, and blue eyes, with long,
golden brown lashes, and hair that
waved without the aid of pins or irons.
! always thought herps name was the
most suitable that could have been
chosen Tor ber, though the only wonder
is that old Farmer Budd did not name
his only daughter Deborah, or Rebecca,
or Sarah Jane.
.IRosanna had fortunately been her
fathers grandmother's name, however,
and SO came "a Rose Budd into the
world; for Mrs. Budd had made the
Anna q middle name instead of part OF
the first, and dropped it. hn'''''L' ~ '.'.
When begun to Ike Rose J,Budd SO
much that I seriously Thought of pro
posing to her, Hiram Roper liked her
too. He was I've years bMer than I;
plain man of twenty nine, with faint
scars on his face, and a bald spot on the
middle of his head. "A poor man,
studying medicine late in life, because
he had not been able to study in his
youth, only hoping for his diploma in q
year, with the practice all in the future;
and I, at twenty-four, had the Moss
wood estate for my own, and money
enough to live on comfortably. There
could be no comparison drawn between
u.s. I fondfy hoped, that would not be
favorable to me; and coony, though
politely, took my place before him, and
cut him outyon all occasions with Rose
bud. I, young and rich aud handsome,
and, asI suppose J.. elegantly dressed !;
he, plain, poor and shabby, looking ten
years older than he really was. What
chance had he against me2
And 80 he slipped quietly into the!
background and II made love to Rose
bud, and one day kissed her ON the
cheek, and told. her life would not be
worth having to me if could, not kwin
her; and she said nothing, but out.
blushed all the roses, and let me kiss.
her again. After that we walked bodily
arm.in-arm through the village, and
friends teased me, and the other beaux
dropped away, and one day l gave her
ring to wear, on her left hand forefnger.
Two weeks from that day, I went to
London on business. I intended to stay
q week, but was 30 successful, that l
remained longer; finally went into
business in the city, and begun to know
people. &. Z visited a. the houses OF
wealthy merchants, and met their wives
and daughters, and by degrees begun to
understand that, though my Rosebud
was very fair and sweet, she was not a
hot-house flower In other words, her
dress was not Ike tho dress of 81 fashion
able belle hermanners were homespun,
her edneation.poor,, She was very, good
excessively good, but not an elegant
lady. Then, too, she sent me notes in
big buff envelopes, and used little "i's",
for the personal pronoun, which should
have been honored by the capital Ell"
And Farmer Budd, with bis uncouth
coats and wonderful hats and long strag-
Cling beard and hair, wa not the sort of
father-in-law that should admire; and
there was Miss Hanover. Perhaps that
fact was the most powerful one of all
the. workings of my disenchantment !;
fol, Miss Hanover was beautiful, all
millinery and upholstery and Papa
Hanover was called Prince Hanover
by his friends, and had his dinner table
set for forty every day, and wore for
tune. in diamonds on his bosom, and
made friends; everywhere be. went by, his
lavish gifts, and was. the greatest stock
gambler IN London. :, 7
Papa Hanover had smiled on me,
and counseled me how to invest, and
bad dinedme with his daily forty friends
and bad said !: "Vioiette, love, this is
Mr.. Markham, one of. those country
gentlemen of whom we are trying to
make city men,"
And iNiolette had smiled radiantly
upon me. ~ 5.Ss"' -"
Since then how many tete-a-tetes had
I not had with her-how many rides : I
was learning to dance with her, and I
had forgotten to write to Rosebud for