Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-07-07

s'Dear mel" said Sally, "what a little
cubby hole this is! declare it's quite
like baby house!'
sid like to have a library like Black's,'
said 1, taking mp the refrain. ssIt's nice
to have room, / continued to Bob White.
s.where a man can take his friends. II
would be far pleasanter, for instance. if
you and could have our game of crib
bage without the continual gable of
women in Our ears
"Oh,.I don't think So" said Bob
don't think scat ALL.
The lad looked over at Resale and
blushed ingenHously. The color dee pened
in Rosalies cheeks till it went far ahead
of the crimson IN Blacks satin damask
upholstery, and shy CLEAN shot from
her brown eyes that sent flood of light
into my obtuse Uranium.
began to think that Sally was right.
Bob White was all very we'll in his wav,
but no sort of a match for my daughter
Resale. She was my one eve lamb
the bonniest, best, and dearest little CIR.
the sun ever shown upon And besides
all this, there was the secret consciousness
that she could, if she wanted to, dress,"in
i
hadn't lived in plain way all these years
for nothing. People about me began to-
realize that although Brown lived in
small house, he was a man of no incon-
siderable means. Black had managed to
convey this intelligence to them, and
| founa no fault with this frlendliness on
his part. Old White never thought of
such thing as taking the seat beside me
now on on our way down on the train; 1t
was generally filled by more popular par
ties, and | began to take quite an interest
IN the social and political points Of discus-
sion.
All this cost me considerable ii the
way of time and money. MY games of
cribbage were few and far between, and
| put my name to all the Subscriptions
they chose to get up; but l had long
since determined that the less Resale
saw of young White the better. The
color grew a little less yived in her
rounded cheeks and the light less mis-
chievous and joyous in her eyes, but
Sarah said--I thought this was really a
more suitable name for my wiie,s years
and dignlty-that her beauty was grow
ing more and more refined every day.
1t had even lately attracted the attention
OF Mr.. Percival Green, the junior member
of Blacks firm, and Green was one of
those live, active business fellows who
are sure to make his mark in the world
| told my wife to spare no expense Tor
Rosalie's advancement and happiness
but was sorry to see lack of spirit upon
her part, and quiet denial to partake of
these new pleasures of popularity.
One thing is certain radical meas
ures must be taken to put gulf between
her and Bob White that could not be read
lily bridged over. The whole White fam
;ly We're as proud as Lucifer, and knew
should have very little trouble in con
vinciRg them that the old intimacy had
better be broken off. My new house on
the Boulevard began to take noble d.
mansions, and had already cost NE a
mint of money. Its marble halls were
spacious enough to chill me to the bone,
and there was quite melancholy expanse
ofmud and masonry in its vicinity.
It rather surprised me, when l put our
snug little place in the hands of the agent,
that my wife was SO willing to part with
the furniture too. I thought a few old
time servers might be used to advantage
somewhere in the new house, and l con
TESS to feeling of keen disappointment
when she decided every thing must go.
sWe don't want to set up a second hand
iunck-shop on the Bouleyard,n said Sarah
and was ashamed to foster these old
fashond sentiments, till one morning l
5 found Resale crying over my old arm
chair in the sitting room. II was bung-
ling old trap, covered with pattern of
, chintz, where the tail of each bird of par
adise had gradually faded with many a
washing. But the bulgy back seemed tc
have fitted itself to my weary spine, and
I, the well-worn arms of the chair were al
: ways cordially held out to me.
e 81 am glad you've got tear Or two to
Y spare, Rosy" 1 said, cat parting with
4 old friends. III never get another SC
2 lenient with nv rickety bones"
J, "sI'll never part with it father said
r Rosalie. And I didn't care to tell her
s of her mothers decree.
e In the meantime, however, / had
K broken the intelligence to poor Bob, as
J kindly as could, that it would be bet
: ter to cease his visits at the house. |
think, as we'll as l remember, that [ did
e put the blame upon my wife. I was glad
< to see that be took my communication
: in a manly, practical way, and bore up
v under it wonderfully. 1t troubled me
+ that Rosalie seemed to take the matter
:, 50 much more to heart Young Green's
G turnout was seen quite frequently at oul
e door that winter, and [ was tired of ny
d wife's apologies about the house and its
It appurtenances. Every day that drew
u me nearer to the draughty chaos on The
7 Boulevard lent a warmer charm to the
1 snug Little home / was leaving, and
4 found | was not alone in my apprecia
+ ton. No sooner had it become known
J, that my little place was in the market
b than offers began to pour in from differ
It ent quarters. All these offers were refer
red to the agent, who told me one morn
t ing as he was passing at the house had
0 been rented and the furniture sold some
y time snce TO young married couple.
: oilers another pair in search of nup
: tial nest said, as propped up an in
geniouslY carved bit of cigar box OF
I the maple tree beneath my window.
v felt little blue as 1 went in to my
r breakfast, and had scracely broken my
egg when the bell rang, and foune
/ Black at the door. His face was ash,
q pale, and his hand trembled upon hi
s gold headed cane.