The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-05-07

she's there TOO. But say, you
haven't told me whether you are
coming or not,
YES, ! win come
Soon as possible, mind,p says
derry, ESTHER will be looking for
you. Auresoirl''
Hegoes Out, aud a few moments
ils'er Elmer, looking out Of the
windDy, sees his tall,form striding
Eup lhestreet with the same care
Iless, swinging gait he remembers
ofold.
A few days later ElmerF Richards
enIers The train en- route for the
TEow's country residence. That
evening he makes q faultless toilet
ana descends olthe lighted rooms.
Esther presents him tothe other
quests and soon be Is engaged in,
Ia Hssly oongefsaI iog viii seffg's
beItOthed, Bessie icWnsend. Then
Esther comes and carries him of
tothe conservatory. AS they en-.
ter recumbent figure rises, and in
the dim light Elmer sees the yel.
low fash of jewels.
"Are you here2" cries Esther.
Then, "hiss Irving, Mr.. Richards. {"
The figure takes a step forward,
and a ray Of light, streaming
through the half. open dor, falls
upon her face, the brilliant face
and lustrous black orbs Of Beatrice
Irving.
ehe COWS, ana her Iace dlmples
in a smile Of recognition; she has
not forgotten that evening at the
charity fair.
Elmer givesan amused smile; he is
thinking Of the little boquet, the
roses and myrtle, and wondering
what she would say if she knew Of
its fate.
Then Esther slips away, and
they are left alone together.
Beatrice is a charming converse.
tionalist, and Elmer thinks il is
infinitely more agreeable to pass
the time with her in the dimly lit
conservatory than to chatter with
this one and that in the illumina.
ted room beyond.
AT last they rise and join the
company, AS they emerge into
the light, Elmer glances at his
companion; she looks wonderfully
fascinating tonight.
EARLY one morning, a few days
later Elmerwhile strolling through
the garden, sees Beatrice standing
'bya rose bush, endeayoring to
disentangle her scarf from the
thorns upon which it is caught.
II am a prisoner, you see," she
says with a smile, "and, like most
prisoners, much against my will"
"shall l release youY" asks Ell.
mer and, coming forward, he deftly
disengages the delicate thing.
"Thanks. You should be rewar-
ded for your handiness," Beatrice
says, aud plucks a white rosebud
with spray Of dark green leaves
for a background.
As she bends toward to fasten it
in his button.hole, their eyes meet
and something in his causes the
girl to blush slightly; and, making
a hasty movement, a stray thorn
pierces her finger. A tiny red drop
falls on one Of the petals and mars
its whi,eness.
"Therel" Beatrice exclaims, in
a vexed tone. 81 have spoilt your
flower Let me get you another"
"Never mind," Elmer replies.
ut does not show; and, besides, you
may scratch your hand again."
"No; l hope I should not be so
foolish another time, "says Beatice.
Then they stroll down the shady
path together, and enjoy a pleas.
ant chat, until the bell calls them
in to breakfast.
The summer days pass quickly
by and some Of Esther's guests take
their departure. Beatrice Irving
and Elmer Richards are among the
last that linger; it has been a bliss.
full summer for him-one be will
never forget.
One morning Beatrice announces
her intention Of returning to her
home on the morrow, and that day
Elmer determined to know his fate.
That evening Beatrice comes down
stairs, arrayed in the amber dress
that is so becoming, and for orna.
ment she wears her favorite topaz.
Her oval cheeks are glowing with
q warm rose hue, and her eyes scin.