The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-01-12
LOSING THEM BOTH.

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with cheeks where pink flush came
and went, and blue eyes, with long,
golden brown lashes and hair that
waved without the aid OF pins or irons.
l always thought her name was 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. r
R9sanna had been given her fathePs
lgrandmotheTs name, however, and so
came Rose Budd into the world; for
RS. Budd had made the Ann q middle
name instead OF part Of the first, and
Idropped 1T.
Then began to like Rose Budd so
much that seriously Thought OF propos-
| ing to her. Hiram Roper liked her too.
He was five years older than l.; o plain
man OF ottwenty-nine, with fair scars on
ihis face and bald spst on the middle OF
| his head. A poor man, studying med
icine late in life, because be had not
tbeen able 10 study in his youth, only
hoping for his diploma in q year, with
the practice all in the future; and !, at
| twenty. four, had the MossWood estate
for my own, and money enough to live
on comfortably. There could be no COM
parisou between us, ! tondly hoped,
| budU WOulu uOb pts ldfOl dUlG w lu61 anu L
coolly, though politely took my place
before him and cut him out on all occa-
sions with Rosebud. l, young, rich and
handsome, and, as l supposed, elegant
ly dressed; he, plain, poor and shabby,
| looking ten years older than he really
was. What chance had he against me /?
| And 80 he slipped quietly into the
background and Imade love to Rosebud,
and one day kissed her on the cneeK,
and told her life would not be worth
having TO me if could not win her; and
she said nothing, but out hlushed all The
roses, and let ma kiss her again. After
that we walked boldly arm-in-arm
through the village, and friends leased
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 went to
London on business. / intended TO stay
a week, and l was so successful that
stayed longer; finally went into BUSH
ness in the city, and began 10 know
people. visited at the houses OF m9rch-
ants, and met their wives and daughters,
and by degrees began to understand
that, though my Rosebud Was very fair
and sweet, she was not hol-house
flower, In other words, her dress was
not like the dress of a fashionable belle;
her manners "ole upthSspun, hSl Suu-
cation poor. Sue was very good-exces-
siyelv good, but not an elegant lady.
Then. too, she sent me notes in pig buff
nyelopes, and used little "f' Tor the
uersonal proDoun, which should have
been honored by the capital 81"
Aud Farmer Budd, with his uncouth
coats and wonderful hats and long,
slraggling beard and hair, was not the
sort Of falher.in-law, that l should ad-
mire: and there was Miss Hanover
Perhaps that fact was the most power
lul one of all the workings OF my dlseu-
cnantment; for Miss Hanover was
beautiful, all millinery and uphols tet y; !;
and Papa Hanover was called Prince
Hanover by his friends, and had his
dinner table set for forty every day
aud wore a fortune in diamonds on his
bosom. and made friends wherever he
went by his lavish gifts, and Was the
greatest stock gambler in London.
| Papa Hanover had smiled on me, and
counseled me how to invest, ana had
dined me with his daily forty friends,
and mad said, "VioletLe, love, this is Mr..
Markham, one OF the country gentlemen
OF whom we are trying TO make city
men,"
And Violette had smiled radlantly
upon me.
Since then how many tete-a-tetes had
| not had with her-how many rides. l
was learning to dance With her, and
mad forgotten to write to Rosebud for
two weeks, when came an anxious little
note on blue paper, beginning thus:
"DEAR HENRY: take my pen in hand
much LrouUIeu in my mind regarding
you know you would write if you were
not sick-O, Henry if you are sick do
ItaiIygraff and let father come up and see
YOU. Henry will not write any more
until hear from y0u-i am loo troubled
in my mimi. We are all well aud in the
hopes you will enjoy The same blessings
4 remain
Yours truly, ROSE BUDD."
"P. S.-Do let pa come il you axe sick.
i am SO troubled III my MIND"
FASTENED 10 reply, the awful dread of
l!Mr. Budu's fatherIy care hanging over
me, so to speak, by single hair. l
wrote to Rose, but how? | shall not
COPY that coWardly letter here. When
lit was in the box | did try to fish il
out again, but IL Was TOO late. 1t had
gone, and its termination, Thanks, Miss
lBudd, l0r your friendly anxiety concern
lang my health; | am sure tnat Mr. Budu
ldoes not share IT, was perhaps the worst
of all the lines by which l told her, not
THAT no woman could Tail TO understand,
lthat did not choose to remember that
we were betrothed.
| Alter that 10 more letters in yellow
Ienvelopes came Lo trouble me, and
lpaid aLLentlon 10 Miss hanover, anu
I1nvested ed my money according to HannL-
yer's advice. Anu days and weeks aud
mouths rolled by, ana il thoughL OF my
little Rosebud, failing because the sum
lligut Of my love was Withdrawn from ii /,
crossed my mind, drove 1t away with
a sigh. l could not help it, | said; it
was fate. FaLe meant me for Miss Han
mover, Tor VIolette, and we had met, that
was all. No, not quite all. One day-I
Irene it was sue day after a spIen-
did bali, and called on Violette, whose
escort had been the night beiore-0ne
| day | made This latter statement to VIo-
llette hanover, and she, having heard
lit, bestowed on me her most aristocratic
stare, and asked me If L did not know
that she had been engaged to Mr. Twen-
typlum for six long months.
"And be married, next week, Mr.. Mark
ham," addeI she. "so YOU see you
must be mistaken about fate"
"And you have only been flirting with
me ?" said bitterly. DO you know
,b,t Won oava ma raaEnn tn hnna av.ru