The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-09-25


and he, too, was in search Of health;
a health-alas {! which he was never
more to regain.
1t was a pleasant chat that followed
Allen had forgotten the name of the
bright-eyed, sunny-faced little girl
with whom he had enjoyed SO much at
the mountains; but the first time he
saw her face in Mr.. Mintarn's hall he
had been wonderfully impressed bv it.
'And, he said, last evening when
/ met you in the hall second time
the full remembrance came to me, and
/ resolved to know the truth.
Then he explained further how he
had CHANGED To See her ID the garden
a. this present time. He had called
to speak with Miss Minturn abou; a
party which they We're to attend that
evening.
81 had done nv eTrand, he went
on. land in passing The door opening
Oh to the rear piazza, thought /
would slip out into the garden and
pluck q rosebud for nv but.on-hOle.
| did SO and saw you; and / am thank
full that came. / love to cherish the
blessed memories of childhood, and
surely the memory We have revived
is pleasant one.
Before he went away he found a
pretty rosebud. which he pursuaded
Liza To pin into his buttOD-hole. If
her hands trembled while she did it
|, We cannot wonder.
A week later-on the seventh day
after that meeting in the eardeu-iust
as the shades of evening were falling,
Charles Allen and Lizzie Palmer again
met in the great hall. He had just
come from the drawing room where he
had been comforting with Mrs. Min
turn and Irene about the opera. to
which he had promised to take them,
and when he had taken his hat from
the tree the thought struck him that
there was light enough left in the gar
den to enable him to select rosebud
The was a dear lover of roses-and he
turned to the rear door for that pur.
pose just as she, coming up from the
kitchen below, had arrived at that
point.
He was evidently surprised upon
beholding this young lady--an adopt
ed child of the wealthy merchant
habited in a garb of toll. like any COM
mon servant girl. He knew the
whole story of her adoption by Mr..
Minturn, a that man himself had
told it and he knew a certain fact
which. perhaps, Mr.. Minturn would
have told him. He knew that there
had been paid into Mr.. Minturn's
hands, since Mr.. Palmer's death,
more than ten thousand dollars on ac-
count of the old firm. So he wonder
ed at seeing the beautiful young Cir
in the garb of Cinderella.
Presently Irene came out into the
hall, and found Lizzie standing there
with tears trickling down her cheeks.
Ha! Didn't hear you speaking
with Mr.. Allen
The poor girls look. as she wiped
away her tears, was answer enough.
And what are you snivelling at ?
What are you crying about?
o! Irene, the girl exclaimed. with
a burst of anguish, il cut me deeply
to have Mr.. Allen find me in in this
barb of drudgery, at this hour of the
day!
Basgage! Sneaking, good for
nothing pauper! What did tell
you There! Take that! I'll teach
you to lie in wait for that man every
time he comes here! And as she
spoke, she gave the shrinking girl a
blow upon the cheek win the fat of
her hand, that staggered her.
At tnat moment Mrs. Minturn came
out, and Lizzie fed away to her own
Gambler, leaving neither and daughter
to themselves.
Bot there had been another witness
of the scene. Charles Allen had
found his rose and, On his way back
had reached the piazza, wien, glanc-
ing through the glass door, he had
seen Irene come out from the rear
drawing room. At sight of her he
stopped, simply to wait until she had
passed and thus be was an unwilling
witness to the scene til. followed.
Realizing then that l. ie believed
him to be gone, and witt heart to
meet any one of the ia, ne slip
ped back into the garden, and made
his exit by scaling the wall.
That evening Charles Allen came,
with his own carriage. and accompani-
ed Mrs. Minturn and Irene to the opera
but it was chilly, comfortless affair.
He was suffering all that disgust and