National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1882-03-04
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS RoMANoE,
One oTfhe uost Thrilling Storica OF south
ern Maryland Ever Told.
"Romcmber your promise. lIarold."

Remember your promise, Harold"
Birdie McAIurtry spoke these words IN tenderly
solemn tones to young man whose face bcRmed
forth tho exquisite passion Of first love he bent
over her In n proud boylsh fashion, and kissed
away the tears that glisencd aud trembled on tho
long, dropping lashes that oershadowed the beau
uful brown eyes that were looking into his with
trusting radiance beyond compare.
They had loved each other through all the sum-
mer days these two--thc dreamy, delicious days
Of Juno, whom every flower was poem and
every breeze o balmy zephyr, and the hot,
scorching days Of August when the tosseled
corn had turned q golden yellow, when the
grass had become brown under the force
glare of midsummer SUM- and the erstwhe ltful
flicker Of the icocream lair had grown Into
steady bslefil glare, which TO the morbidly sensi
tive nature Of Harold Hanahn seemed like the
soul. piercing eye OF some horrid Cyclops that
stood ever ready TO crush in his brawny arms the
unhappy victims whom cruel fate had delivered
into his hands EDO not go to Henry Poterscn's,"
lie would whisper softly to Birdie, as they wan.
dercd arm in arm beneath the moon-" the pale,
inconsistent moon,' Birdie had said one night but
Harold only drew her more closely to him. kissed
her with n cold, Charles Francis Adams kiss and
said that IN the morning he would bring around
glossary of shakSpcarean terms,
He was going away now-away TO Leonardtown,
where he would meet some frieuds OF his boyhood
days. and Birdie feared for the result. lie had
gone there once before, in the dull, desolnte
days Just after tournament and he had
come back TO her with weird
less face that told with .mournful eloquence tho
| shame. tinged story of his downfall. Birdie had
watched him MS he came slowly up the sidewalk
from the front gatc with his head bullying out
from beneath his hat and when he stood before
her In the front hall had pressed into his fevcrsh
palm large thin-skinncd lemon. Do not ex
plain" she said, mo bluff that you could make
would deceive loving womnns heart Then
she led him gently to the sofa: and as he Lay
with her cool, womanly, soft hand the forehead
that burned and throbbed with the fever that was
| raging within. When the pain was gone the fair
face q the girl bent over his, aud with phill,
| pleading look In her dusky eyes, she had whis.
pored to him: promise me faithfully Harold, an
drinks NV '''''' ~ "''' ~ W. ''''1 'D''> W
ciasplng her hand in his Harold twisted his
pants d little so that they would not wrinkle.
the VOW with clinglng, rapturous kiss.
DO you know what SwInburne says say about q
man being drunken with kissesg' Birdie asked
him. her face lighting up with winsome smile as
mo" replied Harold, placing her carefully on
trenlens three times week on that style of drink"
He was always sternly selfreliant, and colby
| conscious Of his power.
Birdie is sitting on the verandah on X street, IN
the sweet GOODNESS OF the morning, proud, happy
smile wreathing her ruby.red lips rs she looks
with eager eyes at q slip Of paper which her jew.
elcd fingers hold so dalnty. 1t is half.rate mes
sage filed at H. 10 the previous night by horseback
| and reads
Floor now occupied by six prominent cltizens.
| Two still in chairs, but very groggy. am feeling
like two-year'old colt. Ever thine own,
"Ah! my precious one" the girl said, kissing
the telegram eagerly, my heart told nc that you
would land those naughty Maryland suckers, and
l have not trusted in vain."-FrOm zone Summer
aud Pdrtofthe FdR,'' by .Nurat Haisead.