The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1881-04-21

"Roselle, by jIngol"
Are you not glad to see me7' she
asked, with one of her bright smiles. as
she playfully touched his shoulder
with her riding-whip.
''Gladl Why. yes, of courseI Al
ways glad to see you, you know; only
it's very sudden and unexpectedP
"Oh, it was very sudden!7 smiled
Roselle. ''I was talking with Mrs.
Thorne-Mrs. James Thorne, you
know-about summer resorts, and
CHANGED to mention Beachville as a
nice, quiet place, where oneeould Aave
plenty of air and exercise and not be
obliged to dress to excess. She seized
at it Immediately. Have been here a
week. Heard you were coming last
night"
''Who told you?" qi,eried Standing,
as he lifted his hat and ran his slender
white fingers through his crisp hair.
"Who?-eh, Mr.. Hamilton-Hugh
Hamilton. He is up at the inn, and
said he expected you daily"
''Then you have met Hamilton"
eyes; and his sister came to call
upon US to-day. Such lovely pink
and white! We all thought her very
pretty, and she and 1 are already
very friendly. 1 am invited there to
spend the day soon. Ira la! I Will
see you laterI"
She touched her horse and was gone,
with bright, backward smile and
glance, and Standing walked ON at
swifter pace.
$50, after all, 1 am to be under the
same roof with RoselIe, /" he unused.
He went home with Hamilton and
spent the evening. Lydia Hamilton
greeted him with that quiet and we'll
bred reserve that was so habitual to
her. How fair she wasl Like a
blush-rose! And how low her voicel
"What differencel" he said, men
tally, as he walked toward the hotel.
81 wonder how it would have seemed
if she had said Ira, la! I will see you
laterY when I left?"
Three or four parties were out on
the balcony when Standing came up
the steps.
Mr.. Hamilton leaned down and
called to him to come up.
he answered.
"shall I come down." said gay
voice, ''and keep, you from melancholy
till you finish it?"
It was Roselle.
eyes, come" he said; and they
walked IN the moonlight until all the
others had left the balcony.
But that was Roselle's last hour.
Standing arose the next morning
with a firm resolve to keep himself
master of the situation.
Most of his evenings after this were
spent with Lydia Hamilton.
''she never startles-she is mover
striking" he said, "she is like the
moonlight"
One day Roselle came down to
spend the day, according to agreement.
Hugh Hamilton and Standing came
home from a two-days' hunt, and
found her there, and Standing re-
mained to lunch.
Roselle had never looked better.
Striking, she was always; her rich col
oring, her fine figure, the ensemble of
the woman made her that: but she
seemed to fascinate and charm the
gentle Lydia with her wit and her re-
partee, instead of shocking her, as
Sta ding half expected.
Standing, who had been strangely
nervous when he first found himself
in the presence of the two women,
soon grew at ease, and made himself
delightfully."- entertaining.
81 think Miss Somers-or Roselle,
as you call hers charming" said
Lydia, the next day. to Standing.
81 like her dash and sparkle, and she
seems so genuine and so earnest"
I
Standing, who was easily swayed by
the opinion of others, felt his heart
thrill. After all, Roselle was q
eharmer.
| One night he sat in the commercial
room of the inn, reading the paper,
and Hamilton sat at a little distance,
also reading.
Two strangers, sportsmen, from
London, were carrying on a conyersa
ton. Suddenly the attention of Stan
ding was called by their mentioning q
name.
"Didn't I see that dashing Miss So
mers in the dining-han tonight" que
ried one. And the reply came:
eyes, she is here-handsome, anc
faster than ever, 1 should judge.
saw her smoking in the balcony with &
gentleman, the other night"
| There was a dead silence for s
second.
Standing paled behind his news
, paper, but did not stir Then, with {
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