Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-07-25
TRUE TO HER PROMISE.

In the dark interior of the earth
among the gross rocks, are found many
precious stones that serve to ornament
the persons of lord and lady, and spark
lie in the royal crown of monarchs
Thus it is in human life. Among the
ignorant and debased we often behold
one whose mind is more highly cultiva-
ted and whose soul has attained high
er degree of refinement than his fellow
beings.
Flora Allen was maiden who had
passed her days among the wales and
mountains
Her associates were of the honest and
thrifty. class, yet deeply lacking in those
accomplishment that tend to the de
velopment of the refined lady and
gentleman.
She, however, possessed an indomita-
bic will in searching after knowledge,
and her mind being of high analytical
nature, and her comprehensive facul-
ties well developed, she soon arose
above her associates IN educational &C
quirements.
Not only did she excel them in intel
lectual qualities, but in beauty of
features and gracefulness Of person
there were none among the young peo-
pie with whom her life was interwoven
that could compare with her.
She had a rosy complexion, indicating
that it had received the invigorating
influence of the sun and air. Her eyes
were large, mirthful, and noble-looking,
while down her shoulders hung her au-
burn tresses IN many wavy fold.
It was charming morning In the
rosy month of June that Flora Allen.
arrayed in a calico dress, with a broad
brimmed hat quite destitute of super
fetal ornaments resting on her pretty
head, wandered into a grove not far
from her fathers house
She delighted to participate in out
door exercises, and nothing gave her
greater pleasure than to steal away to
some cool retreat and pass the time IN
perusing an interesting book or else
occupying herself in some artistic work.
AS she walked along, now and then
plucking some modest flowers that grew
at her feet, her voice rose in melody on
the perfumed air. Suddenly she ceased
singing, the warm blood mantling to
her cheeks.
Pray do not allow my presence to
disturb you Whenever [ hear people
singing [ feel that they are happy, and
I take great delight in listening to a
sweet song"
The speaker was a young man clad IN
plain clothes. He was standing on the
bank of stream, holding fishing-rod
in his hand. At the present time he
was more earnestly engaged in observ-
ing the pretty form that stood before
him than attending to his piscatorlal
occupation.
II presume that you are Mr.. Aliens
daughter" he continued. Il have not
the honor of his acquaintance, but
have often heard of him and yourself
by means Of my friend, Thomas Bel
dron."
"You are right" she replied, mod
estly. Probably you are aware that
Tom is my cousin?'
II have often heard him mention his
cousin Flora, but [ have never had the
honor Of meeting you before. Allow
me to introduce myself as Henry Dun
ham,"
She bowed politely, and said
II have often heard Tom speak OF
you, Mr.. Durham.
81 shouldn't wonder; he is very prone
to talk about his friends. You ought to
hear him speak of YOU"
II trust he didn't say anything very
bad about me-" she said smilingly.
"Not in the least. In fact he said be
couldn't do you justice"
"The fatterer!" she exclaimed. he
deserves to have his ears boxed. But
really think Cousin Tom is one of the
best fellows in the world
II quite agree with you, said Henry
with great warmth Of feeling. " l have
good opportunity to become well &C
quainted with his disposition, as we
associated together a great deal while
living at Keene, and better lad thar
Thomas Boldron was not to be found II
the place"
"What success have you had in fish
ing, Mr. Dunham?' asked Flora, chang
ing the topic of conversation.
Not any," was the reply.
"Do you see that large sycamore
standing not far up the stream ?" sht
said, pointing to the tree with her deli
cately shaped hand. Papa says there
is not better place in the neighborhooC