American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1881-01-15

! season lp!Illt ncE ntHpitI sollt HstNi
youth and health, vivid interests and
steady industry, so that everything that
presented itself, work or leisure. study
/ or exercise, nature or art, found her re-
/ sponsive to its call Time flew on rapid
wings. and brought once more the
white pail of winter and the icy blast
that outer desolation which only makes
warm fires glow the brighter. and young
pulses beat the quicker, in the contrast
! between the death of nature and the in
! tense life of heart and home.
{ Once more upon an icy morning Rosa
mond ventured FORTH this time with u
basket which she wished to carry to one
1 of the hospitals. 1t was visiting day.
and she was much interested in one OF
the PATIENTS poor seanstress. who IN
her time of health had spent many IS
/ long day in Rosamond's coy bedroom,
had borrowed many a book, and en-
loved afterwari talking over what she
had read with "her young lady" whose
! Afndness was one of the lew bits of sun
shine in limited life.
Poor Mary.' thought pretty Rosa
mond. - She sha'n't wait for her wine
and book and flowers. The walk will
do me good. But if | could only hide
this basket! l do so despise looking
goosky." She pulled at her warm cloak.
and tried TO adjust fold over the
basket; but in vain. 1t was more con-
spicuous than ever in its furry sur
rOundings, while her manifest desire 10
conceal 1t gave Il certain guilty 'ook 10
her innocent burden.
Why WlH not Young People look
where they are going? Never was step
more fearless and 5fee, and therefore
more safe, than Rosamond Nane's; but
the one momont of accident or nwk-
wardness comes to all in its appointed
time she was still bending her head,
and twisting her seal skin, when sud-
denly everything flew out of her hands,
her basket went OF on 4 tangent, her
muff landed in the gutter, and she
found herself flat on the pavement,
realizing for the first time that one does
not have to 90 down into well to see
stars by daylight.
She tried to struggle up, when sud
denly a strong hand raised and held
her. and a voice. not very well known.
but well remembered, exclaimed, 1T
is my turn to help you now"
With flush of annoyance Rosamond
shook out her skirts, Strengthened her
hat, and put the hair out of her eyes;
then, looking up, met Philip Blount's
quizzical glance, and burst into a peal
of laughter.
''It is too funny" she gasped. as
they shook hands, and he rescued her
mutt, and picked up the basket. But
its contents. Jelly, wine and flowers
mingled their sweetness; and Westward,
Ho! piastered with snow and sticki-
ness, looked as if it were flowing with
milk and honey. The street was as
deserted as on the former occasion; but
Philip felt, as he ruefully gathered to-
gether the broken glass and the drip
ping rose buds, that the man who could
walk up any New York street carrying
that wretched basket, could storm a
breach or lead forlorn hope. Balak-
lava was nothing to it-nothing!
However, every man can be a hero if
he chooses. At arm s-length he held
his dripping burden; then turned gayly
to Rosamond, and said, Twill you take
my arm once more?''
Rosamond was not hurt, not even
very much shaken, after the first mo-
ment; but she took his arm, and turned
homeward- Mary must wait till another
day; there was no use i'll going to the
hospital now.
when did you return?' she asked
''Only Yesterday. This is my first
walk in New York. l was just think
ing of my last one, and of you, when
you precipitated matters so unexpect-
edly. Are you sure you are not Aurt?'
/ mot a Bit she said merrily. ~
know better than to sprain my ankle.
Don't think, though, that undervalue
your succor; it requires great strength
of mind, if not of body, to carry that
| basket"
THAT day." he answered, little in
coherently. .'did we not get each other
m lfa1l nj + II
wonder, too whether You have heard
the last piece of news from England:
AT st. Georges, Hanover Square,
Mabel, only daughter of Henry Braith-
waite, Esq, of New York, to Miss
Rosamond, do you really not know that
Fred Boone is married."
Her start was irresistible; but it was
a start of relief and joy as much as sur
prise.
81 am very glad" she exclaimed.
a. But do you really mean-is it possible
he has married Mubel?n
even SO. l was ut the church, and
shook hands with the happy pair.
Everything was strictly elegant and
properly arranged, and they are likely
to live in England for the present.
Their eyes met once more. and
neither could resist comical smile, al
Ato5ulAOnQ COlOI udu OEcD-
ened, and Philip thought how pretty
she looked in her amused embarrass-
ment. Even now he was nearly uncon-
scious OF what it was that had pulled at
his heart-strinSs as he congratulated
the well matched pair at st. Georges
and suddenly resolved, as he passed out
of the church, that it was no time for
man to dawdle away his life in another
country when work if not happiness
awaited him at home.
Need we go farther? Is it necessary
to state in plain words that this was by
no means the last walk which this
young couple took together? Their
! intimacy grew rapidly, and the thread
of sympathy which ran through their
fates only broadened and strengthened
with time. And thus it came TO pass that
when one day Philip asked. "Rosamcnd,
will you go through life with mee'' she
could neither feel nor feign surprise.
but said, demurely, though with a hap
ply glow of emotion in her bright face,
'.If do, we had better take for our
motto, United we stand, divided we
falln ''-Harper' BGzar.
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