Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1879-10-15

suppose; she long since ceased to care;
she was, she is, my dearest friend,
and Paul has always loved her
as a brother. She has had many
suffers since; with one of them she
plighted faith, 80 she has kept her
trust with death. But IL thought
that because l adored Paul, all the
world was at his feet; and when his
grandfather said this other was to be his
choice, with her great fortune at com.
mand, and I remembered that had only
this house and its belongings for my own
fortune, why, then looked we'll after
my lover. Yes, he was my lover. had
felt sure of that, although he had never
said so, never exactly said so in words;
but we do not always need words. And
now, all at once, all in twinkling, as if
the sun had gone out at noon, he was the
lover of another girl. And l could not
have believed or dreamed that the for
tune would have made any difference
with Paul, or the grandfather's wish, or
heavens thunder bolts even, before I
saw it for myself. I saw him 60 and
turn the music as she played upon the
harp, and bend over it with the color on
his cheek, and an angry fire in his eye
when the eye fell askance on me. / saw
him lift her from her saddle at her gate,
just down the street; and 60 in with her,
and stay till, an hour afterward, a groom
came and led the horse off. I saw. him
lettering with her at the lane, but they
did not know saw, and heard his mis-
cradle old grandfather come hobbling up
our steps, rubbing his hands, and talking
to my father of PauPs lucky hit. And
so I knew that he had forsaken meme,
the child that had worshipped him from
the cradle. And [ meant to die as soon
as could; but in the meantime, if it
killed me it itself to hide it, they should
never know / cared. Yet I was not
angry; in some way, some strange
way, it was Paul who was angry,
who would not speak to me, would
not glance at me, would. not come
near me, said sharp and bitter,
almost insolent, things in my presence,
and seeming to try to hurt me all he
could. 1t was not, in his manner, as if
he had found some one still dearer to
him than I, but as if he hated me,
thought, for just existing now. All,
we'll, it broke my hearth And I gather
ed those roses that morning I remem-
bered that we had been going to make
grandmamma's pot.pourri together.
But gathered them with my back
turned to that garden across that high
box hedge, and the dew on those roses
was salt. John, the old house-servant
| Che has been gone this many q year,,
came Juggling out the big Chelsea jar
the same jar, Rosamond. It has never
had a nick. I wonder if you can say as
much for it after half century! John
left it, with the spice boxes and dish
of salt, on the marble step, to be handy
into it. And as | scattered the velvet
petals, it swept over me in surge that
just 80 the days of my life had gone,
and | too WAS withered flower; and as
knelt before the jar, all at once my
arms fell across it, and my head fell
between them, and was crying such a
storm of sobs that wonder no one heard
me. But some one did near Directly
a shadow fell between me and the sun
shine, and voise made my heart stand
still, and my sobs cease.
"What does it mean?" cried Paul.
II demand to know. I will have no
more Of this. What are you unhappy
about? Because you abused me, because
you have outraged all my feelings, be-
cause you have refused to answer my
| letter. r# s-.
What-what letter. 1 stammered,
throwing back my head with the tears
streaming over my face.
"'What letter. he cried. 'Are you
playing with me still? Have you re-
ceived no letter from memo letter that
I gave John? Do you pretend to say
"'I pretend to say nothing I re-
turned, in storm of irrepressible tears,
springing to my feet and starting to run
away and hide my face away out of sight,
and pray that every fresh food of tears
might drown my very being I pretend
to say nothing but that you have broken
my heart?
"But he hao caught me, and he held
me by the arm, and would not let me
hide my face.
"' l have broken your hearth he said,
in such grave and tender voice. Il
have not broken your spirit. Tell me
why you spurned my letter.
"'I-I never had your letter. I Sob
bed.
| NcFcI udO d IoII0I LS11lIS you
telling you all you knew without it, but
assuring you that grandfather or no
grandfather, only you should be my
wife; and if not you, then no one? It
is mislaid then; and we have had all this
misery for nothing-we who worship
each other
"And-and-well never mind about
the rest. There was nobody to see us
two young creatures standing in the
garden as the first young lovers did. ]
don't know that we should have cared
if there had been. And all in breath
as if the earth had rolled round under
new heaven, the sun seemed to be shin.
ing as it never shone before, the birds to
be singing, flowers were full of life and
fragrance, the world was the most beauti.
full place, and we were on our knees
shredding roses together with the old
pot.pourri jar, and the garden ringing
with our laughter. And every once in