Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-08-21
A MANS STORY.

70 her hand. You look at me
for you have probably
Ea TO the same conclusion that most
INV friends have, that | never loved
woman. But l tell you, Rotherm-
H loved that woman as | shall never
! anyone else in this wide world.
Eou see 1 have my romance hidden
ev from curious eyes, as well as the
of YOU. / sometimes wonder af
Ire can be a life so prosaic that it
5 not have a touch of romance in 1t
bewhere. | think not. But this
[ld does not see it and concludes it
Is not exist.
Let me tell you about my romance,
kbermel. / know you well enough
be quite sure you will not tell it to
Zone. 1t would not interest them, if
! we're to do so, and there is some
he about it, as there is about our sor-
Is, which prompts me to keep it out
Blight of all but those who can under
bid me.
met Alice Graem at the White
Suntains six years ago, and | loved
! from the very first time l saw her.
Ere was something about her which
med different from any woman l
ever met before. She is the first
only woman who ever could set
heart in a flutter by her glance or
touch of her hand. If you ever
woman as l loved her, you will
erstand what l mean when l tell
that that summer was the summer
of life and all the world to me.
mountains seem to have caught
eight that never was on land or
" that l heard you reading to Miss
play about last night. The sky was
pder as her eyes. The sunshine
Fmed to have a new brightness. The
rld was new world to me, and all
cause | loved Alice Graem.
saw her every day, and was with
a great deal. We walked down to-
|her in the wild delightful path that
und about the foot of the mountains;
lat we said to each other I cannot
but know that these long hours
Fnt with her in the silence and gran
pr of the old rocks and trees, with far
Pve us the great hills, whose SUBMITS
fmed to pierce heaven itself, were
sweetest hours | ever knew.
ne summer went by, and 1 did not
her that | loved her. l could not.
zen and often the words came to my
but | could not utter them. A
foolish fear would strike me
have wondered often, since then,
l ielt as did, when tried to tell
me truth. 1t was because l was
va Oh her frowning on my wooing,
was sure that she loved me. |
read 1t IN her eyes, and in the tell
color which would rise to her
FeAs' sometimes at word or look of
e' But, for all l had nothing to
ana everything to encourage me,
asa pltltul coward, and the love
10 oiier was kept to myself.
VI l lold myself that there was no
~ hurrying matters. l would see
~ ana by, when the winter came,
'lat would be time enough.
n ne winter came and we met again. l
never forget that meeting any
.e 'nan l shall forget our parting,
was at a party. l saw her standing
't rom the crowd, and went toward
enc saw me coming, and her
AZ up as a morning glory does
81 .ne sun strikes it suddenly. Her
was radiant for one moment.
"a Al; iief eyes wavered and fell, and
a'a not look up until was close
4gi and held out my hand with a
soEus OF greeting. My heart was
IuItter of gladness. She was near
ID l loved her,
eI mat we met often. Once !
II + near showing her my heart. and
70 God l had done so,
mel ca.. was very near heaven
ri f1ses We're almost open-but |
to = noI venture in, and they will
unciose for me again. Don't ac.
me OF talking sentiment, fol / am
s15 you ever love a woman YOU
!, ' Ha mat her love is to you on earth
| era neayen will be when you are dead
.aii an ma Lna;; So will you.
that ~ mat l came near showing her
cart cart We We're alone. | had
~ , - some poem to her. and its
+. = = rove had carried my heart along
NV -1e OF passion, until 1 felt that i
! nv: ny own story. l shut the book
Ij1s 4eI 70 her with my heart upon
VIII ID iieF eyes were strangely ten.
! been ' ra ieellng which the poem |
;. 81 reading had awakened in her
cbed 3 5 smiled into my eyes-I
~an5 Ier hand as you might touch a