The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1881-09-15


cottage; and little later he was IN his |
saddle again, and on his way to Beech wood
4 "A week later Philip Lisle was called to !
the city on business, and he embraced that
opportunity to purchase the diamond ring.
He selected avery magnificent one. OF on
extrayagant cost. Then, instead OF return
ing to Beechwood, he took the traiu to Tai
hot, and walked acros to the Denham cot
tage. It was just about noon when he 4
reached there; and the autumn day was
very lovely, with mellow sunlight and
hazy sp!endor on the circling hills. He.
would haye long walk with oRse. he.
thought, his heart swelling with delight as
he neared the cottage. Dear, little Rose,
he loved her more and more every moment
he lived, no matter If she was rather vain
and childish.
He found the front door open and q
little housemaid scrubblng the steps. She
ushered him in, and he entered the small
drawing room, and sat down. AS. he did
SO the sound of voices, in loud and angry
discussion, reached his ears. just across
from the drawing. room was a little boudoir
or sewing room, which Mrs. Denham and
Rose were in the habit Of making their
morning sitting room, and it was from this
that the sounds proceeded.
Philip istned in alarm at first thinking
some one was i'll, or that something had
happened.
Nov, Rose, my dear, do be reasonable,
1 entreated the tremulous voice Of Mrs. Den-
ham. Eve are willing to do all we can for
you; hut you knew how your father stands.
The very roof over our heads is mortgaged
already, and pray how can we raise money
to buy such extravaganza things?
Il don't know, nor do I care, cried
Rose, with angry vehemence. Let papa
borrow it. I tell you auilL have splendid
outfit.
"My dear, you will have three nice silks,
and good many other dresses; and you
won't need SO many changes at Beechwood,
interposed the mother.
What's the reason I won't, almost
screamed Rose. 1Do yon think I'm going
to be up at Beechwood all this winter? Il
show YOU, and I'll show Philip Lisle, too
I'm going to have gay season, if live
and want the right kind of an out6t-ane
I've got to have it. So there's no use talk.
ing, you know always have my way.
Then there came the sound of grieyet
sobbing, and child's voice, the voice O
Roses little sister, Alice cried out:
, "See, Rosie, you have made poor mann
ma cry. How can you be SO naughty?"
Hush up, this minute! you meddlesom
little thing! Who asked you put in you
say? don't see what you're here for, any
how, gaping at every word that's said, an,
! pulling what few things I've got to pieces
: Come, take yourself off to the nursery a
once!"
Philip Lisle heard the sound of shar
blow, and the next moment little Alice "a
out crying fit to break her heart. He ha
!. risen to his feet in his utter amazemen
and passing the drawing room door, th
child saw him. She stared a moment, an
then cried out i'll wicked delight:
'Aha, Miss Rose! here's Mr.. Lisle in til
drawing room, and he's heard how naught
you've been-h haven't you, Mr.. Lisle?"
Not believing the child, Rose hurried !
the drawing room door, and there she stoo
y transfxed. Her beautiful, golden hair We
all in tangle. and she wore an untidy 81
wrapper, both soiled and torn, and her ia
face was flushed and distorted with passion
Philip Lisle, standing grave and stern
the center of the drawing room, regarde
her for several moments in silence, ar
with an agony at his heart that seemed Iii
death itself Then he advanced and g!
tended his hand.
/, 4Good-by, Rose,'' he said sadly. n
words that can speak would begin to e
press what feel. I loved yeu as my ov
life, but am disenchanted. Yet dol
think I can ever fogive you. 2
And before the terror stricken girl cou
utter single word, he was gone. And
she lost him.