The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1880-02-04

rose WI1Le me NO WOrQ, OF uHS, simply
send me this flower
81 promise, he said, ''but as my love
will never grow less, you have seen this
red rose for the last time.
He drew her to him and kissed her.
"Good bye, my darling" he said and then
he LETT her standing in the falling shad-
ows of twilight.
"What will you wear tonight, Miss
Leigh2"
| The graceful woman standing at the
window turned slowly around, and an
swered in tone of intense sweetness:
s'Iwitl wear. black silk and lace, Meta,
with red roses in my breast and hair.''
s'But your whitesilk and pearls?''
II prefer black this evening, AIeta,'
| the lady answered, gently, and then
! turned around to the window again.
After some time she went to an in.
laid desk, and drew out letter, witten
in clear bold hand, and signed evil
son Audrey"
1t was passionate declaration of love
to the beautiful woman holding it in her
hand. She read in slowly over, then she
looked at the envelope, directed in the
same dashing hand to "Miss Eunice Dali
ton"
Opening the envelope, she looked at
! what she had looked ut a hundred times
before, faded June rose. withered and
scentless; and now you know that Miss
| Leigh, whose wonderous voice had made
| her famous, whose rare beauty and grace
! had turned mems heads wherever she
! went, was Eunice Dalton who had bid
den her lovers farewell eight years before
| at the rustic gate. - liz ro.1e.
The change in her life had come sud-
| denly; an eccentric old lady had heard
| her sing, and charmed by the depth and
power, as we'll as the sweetness of her
age, and placed her under the best mas
tcrs, and two years after had the satisfac-
ton of knowing that her fair young pro-
| tege was fated to become one Of the great
| est singers in the world.
But before all this had come the fall
| sity Of her lover and the anguish that
nearly killed her, and then the news that
| the old folks at the farm were dead, and
that Guy had sold out everything and
gone abroad, then her new life began,
and the people were thrilled by her beau
| tiful voice, aud men infatuated with her
beautiful face, and when she returned to
her own land, foremost among her lovers
was Wilson Audrey. who never dreamed
! other identity. ill., 49,. ...
There was to be reception that even
ing, given in honor of her, the creme
de la creme of society would be there,
and Wilson Audrey would be among
them waiting to receive his answer from
the woman he loved.
There were many fair women present;
but Miss Leigh reigned queen by RICH: 81
her real beauty, and Wilson Audrey
watched her with thrilling pulses and
wondered he ever believed he loved wo-
men before. :.
He was talking to grave, handsome
| man, whose earnest eyes had wandered
more than once to Miss Lelgh's prond,
pale lace.
They were standing in the shadow ola
bay window, and neither of them noticed
that slender. stately woman in sweep
ing robes Of silk and lace, was leaning
against a flower wreathed column a little
distance from them. ~
st is good to see you again, Winters,
after all these years, and you have come
Guy Winters face grew grave.
II came rs [ went, Audrey" he said,
slowly. "surely you remember 1 loved
Eunice Dalton" .
Wilson Audrey laughed lightly.
"Ah. yes, sure enough! Well, Eunice
was pretty little thing. she--'
"Eunice Dalton was the one woman
on earth to me" interrupted GUY. sternly.
! "Had known she was not your wife
"Not my wife! No, thank goodness
Winters, l don't mind telling you, but l
have met at last, a woman before whom
my very soul bows down. If wealth and
energy can accomplish it, will marry
Miss Leigh, the beautiful prilna donna j."
81 do not understand" Guy said,
chow once caring for Eunice, you can
love another; as for me, this is more
precious than the love of the fairest wo-
man on EARTH" and lie drew little san
dial box from his pocket, and opening
it, displayed a faded, red June rose.
Wilson Audrey's face flushed.
"Iou are romantic, Winters" he said,
"perhaps were you to search ffr your lost
love you might find her."
"God would be kinder to me than
dare hope, but if should find my dar.
ling" -.- -
\ sweet low voice interrupted HIM, and
Miss Leigh stood before him, her eyes
glowing, her lips apart, the red roses
clustering at her breast.
"Guy-Guy! I am here. God has
taken care of me for you-far better than
I deserved"
And then, sheltered by the silken cur:
tains, he took her in his arms and pressed
passionate kisses on her low, white brow,
and smiling lips.
An hour later, when Miss Leigh thrill
ed the hearts of her listeners, as her voice
rang out in the old song 'sMy darling is
tender and true" only two in the room
know how her heart throbbed at the
thought, for none save themselves
dreamed Of the story OF the two red roses.
| A Sc0tchman'S Answer.
Mr.. Sturgeon once related the fol-
lowing anecdote as he gave out an an
them. 70 appreciate the story, it must