The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-08-10
Rose Forrester's Escape.

'Evcrbody cnvics Rose Forester"
The pale girl .gold-colorcd silk, lifted
the broad ills from her clear eyes for Il mo-
mcnt, as the speakers words rcachcd her
ear; then she bent over the photographs
upon her lap again.
She handled the pictures wthan enthusi
as'ic appreciation of their worth, so absorb
cd in their examination as to he totally un-
conscious OF the TALL far man who stood
quite near, looking downS,pon her with an
apparently suddenly awakened interest.
"Belon ging to such nice family, an
hcrcss, aud SO beautifnl!'
The continued words of the speaker
reached Howard Manley's ear, but evident,
ly Rose Forester did not hear them. Sho
turned with sparkling smile to her hostess,
and was still talking with her of the photo
graphs when Mr.. Clinton brought Howard
Manley up for an introduction.
AS she rose in the full light it revealed
that she was very young, scarcely twenty,
yet tall of stature, and with II marked re-
pose Of manner.
lier beauty was not conspicuous
was too pale; yet MIanley saw how perfect
ly cut was every feature, how clear the
dark gray eyes, how dark the curling
lasles. The lips shut over little teeth as
white as milk, and the cont our of the face
was Il perfect oval.
The girls natural and spontaneous man
her told that she gave the young man, at
tirot NJ T s4t,o l..
observe him-the fair hair shatlowing the
white forehead, the dark blue, penetrating
eyes, the unusual grace of figure, the fault
less dress.
Her manner was so cordial and friendly
and Enthusiastically charming that Manlcy
racked his bralns for the chance of Il hext
meeting, but was obliged to abandon it
when Miss Forr> stcr was joined by her
brother.
She left the room, but instantly lie thank
cd his good fortune at the finding of ruby
scarf pin which he recognized as hers. 1t
was easy to decide the ornament too valu-
able to be entrusted to a messenger. 1t
was presumption which he would man.
age with ease to call upon and restore it.
Rose was not a belle. She had too much
depth and passion of nature to ever be a
society woman; but she had her admirers,
and out Of them she chose Manley.
She could not tell why, but his looks,
words, every act had a charm for her, and
the eloquent blood tinging her cool cheek at
his approach told him the story of his
power.
He was a proud mamie might well
have been happy one--but he often wore
On air of noticeable wearincss and depres-
sion This, In answer to Roses gentle in
qniries, he attributed to ILL health.
Spring was opening, with its vivid sun
shine, its balmy air, and Rose was very
happy. 1t seemed to her that II was the
pleasant influence of the season which made
ler daily ways so light; the tender colors,
sights and sounds surrounding her daily
walk with Manlcy in the park, which made
them 80 enjoyable.
Perhaps they helped to make her spirit
strong 80 that she dared say to herself, 81
love him |" and say it without reservation
or fear; for she knew that it was but a
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 for herself To
love and be surrounded with tenderness was
happiness enough for her; she asked
for no more. Yot some instinct or trace of
worldly wisdom made her withhold her
confidence from her brother, who was her
guardian; he knew nothing of the intl-
macy.
From the night she had first met Man
ley at Mrs. Clinton's party, she never knew
any one who knew him intimately. He
told her that he had no living female
relatives--nO home.
lie evidently had means at command,
and procured for her with an ingenuity
which was almost genius, the rarest and
most beautiful gifts. Her delighted rcccp.
tion of them seemed mutual Joy which
prevented any possible feeling of obliga-
'tion on her side. IN truth full OF passion
ate ilnpnlsesof youth, ahe was deaf, drmb