The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1882-06-08
NO. g
Too Luxuriantly Fly.

u have been waiting for you, Rupert
; Desdemona McCaffery was witching
strawberry blonde with dreamy brown eyes
: and large vouptuous foot that attracted at
tention wherever she went. Careless and
trifing in most things, and little rocking
whether she had pie or radishes for breakfast, 2
her love for Rupert Hetherington was the one
absorbing passion of her life When he was y'--
by her side, life was like beautiful day IN ~ %
June. with the flowers blooming fine briohtb va
sunshine g.adenng every nook, and the balnly 20
breath of early summer making sweet perfume al
of the zephyrs that came softly from the azure IL
blue skies and kissed the warm bosom of the ao1
yerdure-clad earth -- ~ - I. COY
81 am never unhappy when you are with I3S7i
me, darling" she said, nesting her head on SIS
Rupert's shoulder; "but when you are away asASs
everything is dreary, and dismal and forlorn2n1D
Did it ever occur to you of what antagonistcajee1
emotions the life of woman is made apr bas svaa'
81 never did" replied Rupert. 81 have been 1iq
too busy this spring trying to figure out sfa
whether Iroquois would win race"53i3i8l
For an instant there was silence The low stI5
ing OF the cattle in the distant meadow and4sss
the twittering of the swallows they circled ai59
round the caves of the house preparatory to- sds
turning in for the night were the onlyssou nis ssi
to be heard. Presently Desdemona spoke sss
again.
"But it is So Rupert" she said. "Flame and
ice, poison and perfume smiles and tears, roses
and upas, passion and abnegatlon-these are slsfs
what the gods cast into the cadron from which
came woman
"But your sex is tickle, is it not ?" said Ru-
pert. "You know the old saying Woman ,a.7
thy name is Flaherty
Desdemona looked at him steadily mo-
ment Il presume you REFER" she said, in Lac
cold, better-come-in- before-y our--ears-a re-fro ~
zen tones, 'to the line which reads 'sFrailty, ae
thy name is womanl'
Il guess likely was the reply, "but really
cannot see why women should buck jump
around so much
ut is because you do not understand their
nature. woman loves some man with.
mad. unreasoning love. She is only a girl
frail, passionate, moody girl, whose heart is
a lutte for every wind to play upon; who is
torn to pieces with the fury of her own strlv-
ings; who follows love forever and forever
through the world, only to see it flicker, and
beckon, and allure, and fade away like the
will-o' -the-Wisp; who sees loYe grow paler
with every lovely day that dies on the hori- -
IONS purple rim; who in the sleepless mid
nights looks remuneration in the face with dry
eyes; who walks hand in hand with a sorrow
that might so easily wear the stars Of joy" 49,
and with a CONCLUSIVE sob breaking from her
lips the girl turned to enter the house.
Rupert stopped her. "You are off your feed
my darling" he sad in the low, musical tones
he knew so well how to use when woman's
love was to be won, or the unexpected advent
of three aces in Jackpot announced. 'You
will be better in the fall, sweetheart, the gol-
den tinted fall, when the leaves are turning
brown and the Racine County Agricultural
Association gets out those beautiful, mezzo- go
tinted posters announcing its annual soiree of a
live stock" A#. fsH at
'Do you really think so, Rupert ?" the girl
asks, putting her around his neck and
looking at him with wistful, how do-y you
think you'd feel-if papa-was- to-heaye-in sight
look.
'Why of course do, my angel" he replies,
bending over to kiss her once more for the CT
gars.
And would you do anything in your power
to make me happy ?"-and again the yearnng,
anxious, somebody -hold-the-dog expression
comes into the dusky eyes from which the
tears are yelling.
MY love- he says, speaking slowly and
with an earnestness that shows how grave the s.
subject is to him, "you know that for your
dear sake would brave any danger, make
any sacrifice that man can make. You know 81
that your happiness is mine, that to win a.
smile from your sweet face hell could furnish g
no torture would not endure you know that
III pinch would even"
"Enough!' said Desdemona, q glad smile ID
fluttering on her Calumet avenue lips. twill
test your love.''
"Do so,' was Ruperts reply. Let me-
prove my love, as the Crusaders of old did, by
some noble, manly action. I am ready for
the test, no matter how terrible it may be q
and his pure young face lighted up with
rapturous SCHUYLER Colfax SMILE
Desdemona kissed him tenderly 81 knew
you would not fail me, my own true love-"
she murmured. You may bring them to the
house this evening"
Bring WHAT" asked Rupert. 81 do not
you"
you will catch on before the summer is
OYER" came the reply, in clear ncisve tones.
Il mean two tickets to the matinee''-and the
beautiful girl stepped into the house. -
With dull pain at his heart Rupert went
away. "I'm DER young to marry" he said
softly to himself, land too uxuriantly fly to
begin buying matinee tickets in June Chi
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