The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-08-10

where she sat at the piano, dreamily play
Ing, one day.
"Rose, will you give me your attention
for few minutess"
lie held an open letter i'm his hand. He
was twenty years older than herself, d
worldwlse prudent man.
'Dr. Wingrovc proposes for your hand,
You are aware that 1t will be a very adj
mirable match, are you not 2"
Rose had a strange, stunned feeling, yet
she bowed family. From childhood she
had been greatly under her brotker's con.
troll.
81 should like to write him favorably,
nose. Have you any objcction2"
! I,-I--"
She found herself upon her feet SILVER
ing in the May sunshine.
would have little time, Edwin"
Certainly, if you wish," though his
brow slightly clouded. ;.The doctor will
not probably look for an immediate an
! swcr,'
The next moment Rose had escaped
from the room, and wns locked in hcr
chamber.
During the next two hours she hardly
knew what she was doing. She found her.
self walking the floor, and wringing her
hands, AT last she stopped short, with a
sense Of pride.
| "lherc is no Teason-nO reason in the
world. l dare tell mJsbrother why | will
not marry Doctor Wingrove"
Rose Forrestcr's Escape
| Doctor Winrrouo ,r,, ti,o ,>ol,la.. :,
gentlest of men, singulArly handsome,
wealthy, and highly connected, and barely
thirty years Of age. lie had known her
since childhood, never made love to her,
but now that the offer of marriage had
come to her, she realized, somehow, that
lie had always loved ner
Rose was conscious of rackihg pain in
her temples, at last. Ghe chamber seemed
sitting.
Catching up her CLOAK and hat, and tying
veil of heavy black lace across her face
she went out into the street.
She soon walked herself weary, without
abating her painful sensation, and, return
ing to the street in which her residence
was situated, entered the public inclosure
trees and shrubbery which ornamcnted the
square. A fountain bubblcd in the centre;
| the stone vases of flowers sent Il sweet Der
| fume upon the air.
So close to her home, she had no tlmidi-
ty, and, sinking upon circular seat sur
rounding large tree, she gave herself I'D
to her absorbing thoughts.
1t was soon dark, yet she had not stir
red. In her black dress, in shadow, she
was quite unnoticed by two men who cros-
sed the street from the opposite side and
sat down behind her.
She would then have risen and gIldcd
away quietly, but that the movement was
arrested by Howard Manley's voice.
"IIow soon2" he asked.
CHOW, my dear brother, I'll stand the
risk no longer. I've passed false money
enough for you to shut me up for the rest
of my life, and value my liberty, singu-
larry enough" sneeringly.
"Well, we'll, am willing enough to go,
Fred. Heaven knows that am as sick OF
the business as you can be. Coming isn't
all prosperity. In a new country should
"The hciress2"
urge hasty marriage. She has an Old fox
of brother, who may be inconveniently
curious regarding my affairs. If we could
wait till the autumn, now, l might enter
some respectable business"
81 tell you 1t won't dol"
Both rose in their excitement, and invol-
UNFAIRLY walked away.
Plainly under the gaslight, Rose saw
Howard Manley and his brother pass under
the street. They were coiners.
More dead than alive, she crcpt into the
house. But Rose was not weak girl.
Before midnight she had placed Howard's
gifts in a close package and sealed with
them note. briefly stating that she had
overheard the conversation in the park.
Tie next morning it was dispatched
AS soon as her brother broached the sub.
jcct of DR.. Wingroves proposal, she asked
to have the latter call upon her.
lie came, with countenance 80 high of
purpose. with eyes 80 full of truth that she
involuntarily contrasted Howard's old, re-
ticent face with It; hut she told DR.. Win
grove all the truth.
Perhaps 1t was wrong, but loved him
loved him purely-and my heart Is torn
aud bleeding. am wild with secret
pain, which must hide from everybody.
II had never known him-but cannot
imagine that. This terrible experience has
changed me; am not the care free, happy,
trusting girl you knew. cannot love you;
but pity me--Do my friend. / must talk
to some one, and, oh, there is no one in the
world 80 kind as you.
WAS DR.. Wingrove piqued by this re-
ception Of his proposal2 No, he was too
generous and tcnder-hearted for that.
'Poor child" lie said, in tone 30 sooth-
Ing that, for the first time, Rose gave way
to relieving burst of passionate weeping.
"What shall do2 What do you think
OF mea' she asked at last. 7.
,'We will wait, and think that love
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