Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1880-10-07
ROSE FORREsTER'S ESCAPE.
BY E. S. K.

BY Z. B. X
"Every body envies Rose Forester"
The pale oirl. in 9old-colored silk, lift
ed the broad lids from her clear eyes for
a moment, as the speakers words reached
her car; then she bent over the photo
graphs upon her lap again.
Every item of her person and dress
spoke the patrician, yet there was moth
ing of fashionable ennui in her air. She
handled the pictures with an enthusiastic
appreciation of their worth, so absorbed
in their examination as to be totally
unconscious of the tall, talr man who
stood quite near, looking down upon her
with an apparent suddenly-awakened IN
terest.
belonging to such nice family,
an heiress and so beautifulp'
The continued words of the speak
er reached Howard Manley's ear, but ev.
identity Rose Forester did not hear them.
She turned with sparkling smile to her
hostess, and was still talking to her of
the photographs, when Mr.. Clinton
brought Howard Manley up for an intro
duction.
AS she rose in the full light it revealed
that she was young, scarcely twenty, yet
tall of stature, and with marked repose
uf manner.
Her beauty was not conspicuous-she
was too pale; yet Manley saw how perfect
ly clear cut was every feature, how clear
the dark eye, how dark the curling lashes.
The ripe lips shut over little teeth as
white as milk, and the contour of the
face was perfect oval.
The girls natural and spontaneous
manner told that she gave the young
man, at first, no unusual attention.
Little by little she observed him-the
fair hair shadowing the white forehead,
the dark blue, penetl ating eyes, the un-
usual grace of figure, the faultless dress.
Her manner was so cordial and friend
ly, and unmistakabIy charming, that
Manley racked his brains for the chance
of next meeting, but was obliged to
abandon it when Miss Forester was join
ed by her brother.
She left the room, but instantly he
thanked his good fortune at the finding
of ruby scarf pin, which he recognized
as hers. It was easy to decide the orna-
ment too valuable to be entrusted to
messenger. 1t was presumption which
he would manage with ease to call upon
her and restore.
Rose was not belle. She had too
much depth and passion Of nature to ev-
er be society woman; but she had her
admirers, and out of them she soon chose
ManIey.
She could not tell why, but his looks,
words, every act, had a charm for her,
and the eloquent blood :1nging her cheek
at his approach told him the story of his
power.
He was proud mamie might well
have been happy one-but he often
bore an air OF noticeable WEAKNESS and
depression. This, in answer to Rose s
gentle inquiries, he attributed to i'll
health.
Spring was opening, with Its vivid
sunshine, its balmy air, and Rose was
very happy. 1t seemed to her that
it was the pleasant influences of the sea-
son which made her daily ways so light;
the tender colors, sights, and sounds sur
rounding her daily walk with Manley in
the park, which made them so enjoyable.
Perhaps they helped to make her spir-
it strong so that she dared say to herself,
~ love him!'' and say it without reserva-
ton or fear; for she knew that it was but
little while since she had first met him,
and of his past history and much OF his
present, she knew nothing.
No, she feared nothing tor herself.
To love, and be surrounded by tender
ness, was happiness enough for her; she
1ru n%
trace of worldly wisdom made her with
hold her confidence from her brother,
who was her guardian; he knew nothing
of the intimacy.
From the night she had first met Man.
ley at Mrs. Clinton's party, she never
knew him Intimately.
| He told her that he had no female rel
atives-no home.
He evidently had means at command,
and procured for her, with an ingenuity
that was almost genius, the rarest and
most beautiful gifts. Her delighted re-
ception of them seemed a mutual iov
which prevented any possible feeling Of
obligation on her side. In truth, full OF
the passionate impulses of youth, she
was deaf, dumb, and blind for anything
but the fullness of the present.
Her brother came into the music room,
where she sat at the piano, dreamily
one day.
"Rose, will you give me your attention
for few minutes9"
He held an open letter in his hand
He was twenty years older than herself
a world-wise, prudent man.
Il tn Mf;urr Y,r0x1neae g.
You are aware that 1t will be very ad.
mirable match, are you not9"
Rose had strange, stunned feeling
yet she bowed family. From childhood
she had been greatly under her brother
. control.
II should like to write him favorably
Rose. Have you any objection2n
"I---I-" she found herself upon hcl
, feet, shlvering in the May sunshine.
~ would have little time, Edwin
5 Certainly, if you wish,'' though hi
( brow slightly clouded. 1.-THE doctor will
; not probably look for an immediate an
] swer."
t The next moment Rose had escapet
! from the room, and was locked alone il
, her own chamber.
i During the next two hours she hardl,
} knew what she was doing. She found
herself walking the floor and wringins
: her hands. At last she stopped short
with sense of pride.
. "There 10 no reason, no reason in thi
} world / dare not tell my brother why
will not marry DR.. Wingrove."
u DR.. Wmgroye was the noblest and gen