Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1881-06-16

No wonder koSe liked 10 collie 10
Forest Walks, even IN nid-winter,
There was not a place in the world
where she could be made more of.
Paul, who was rather heavy in de-
monstration. beamed on her; Philips
attention were unremitting; Gwen
dolen petted her; Ethel adored her;
Mrs. Horner displayed a motherly
solicitude and care, which wa certain
ly sincere, since the darling hope of
her heart was that Rose might become
her daughter in verify.
IF l ever have home of my own
I'm going to have it wide and stately,
and in the country, like Forest Walks,
said Rose.
Paul and Philip listened attentively.
Il don't like to live in public,
Paul radiant.
'Nor to be conspicuous
Philips mind evidently now at rest.
Il could be happy to spend all my
life in such home as this continued
Rose. 4 should be happy myself, and
then | should not waste money in
snowy living, and should have plenty
to help those who have not been as
fortunate as |.
Looking up she met Jacks eyes.
Your means are abundant my dear
Rose, for you to be very charitable and
yet to live generously YOURSELF said
Mrs. Horner.
Il don't like the word charity said
Rose If l needed money, shouldn't
like to have any one give it to me as
charity. The General and Edith say
l am odd, but it seems to me that no
one has right to more money than
they need while others have not en-
ough to be comfortable and decent
very good and industrious people, |
mean of course And now that my
money is mine, mean to give away a
great deal of it.
Paul startled; Philip alarmed Jack
quietly attentive.
Il would like to show the world how
little person need spend and yet live
comfortably, honorably and even beau
tifuIly. The most beautiful things
don't cost much money, I've found
out.
She's wrong there, isn't she Jack?
said Ethel, who was sitting at Roses
feet, her head on her lap. Diamonds,
for instance.
well, and dew drops returned
Jack.
I'D like to be source of comfort to
poor and afflicted people, and that is
what l think my money was given to
me for concluded Rose, very simply.
Something bright fell in Jacks hand
as he sat in his corner. 1t was not
diamond or yet dew drop.
That day the Bromptoms came, and
the next the Hartes. Then arrived
Christmas, a most magnificent day. like
a benedietion. Everybody felt the
charm of the sunshine and blue sky,
the ICY and snowy landscape, full of
rainbows and gladness. Jack was not
in his corner; all the day before he had
been busy in the woods plotting a par
ty for evergreens. Rose had gone, zoo,
and was wild about the beauty OF the
winter woods. They too had taken
the work Of wreathing the house right
out of the hands of the Others aud
most mafinifcent job they made Of it.
The main entrance and drawing room
was all like fairy bower.
This sort Of thing just suits Jack,
said Paul condescendingly.
Il planned it partly said Rose.
Very pretty, very pretty, of course.
well, it didn't cost us q cent, did 1t,
Jack?' cried Rose, stopping Jack as he
went by with a wreath for mothers
picture.
Nothing but a pair Of red cheeks
and tumble apiece, responded Jack,
carefully ascending step ladder.
The poorest among us could afford
that, you know laughed Rose, more
radiant than her name; but Paul looked
q little disgusted by the suggestion,
and Phillip looked privately deter
mined to divest the girls mind of these
pernicious ideas at the first opportuni-
ty. He hated poverty stricken phi
lanthropists, and Rose, at this rate,
would soon be one.
By and by the Christmas goose was
served, and after the sumptuous dinner
came a merry social time of gathering
around the fire and story telling in the
twilight hour before lighting the lamps
and enjoying the tableaux, Rose came
into Jacks corner unobserved in the
crowd. Rassellas was gone, but he had
a plate of bonbons.
Come and eat Christmas pie with
me, he said, making place for her
beside him.
AS they sat there so costly, Jack
found courage to ask question which
Rose answered in the affirmative; and
two pair Of young eyes, meeting in the
softened light, revealed two loving
hearts
They kept their secret through the
long evening, through the dance which
lasted till after midnight. But in the
morning at breakfast, there was great
turmoil. Jack had slipped into his