The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-02-06
4 ROMANCE.

Many yearsa gua iteckled.faced,
red.haired, ropnd:shouldcred Yer.
mount boy, 10 years old, was EN-;
yloyed US driver on a horse car in
Albany. Living not far from the
corner Of siale and Eagle streets
was sixteen ycatold bewitchiug
maiden, who was onsofhis passen
gers almost daily. We will call
her Louie Robbins. The Oliver,
whom vesdll nalbe Hery Ma,tin,
Ia order to conceal his identity,
though far from preposseSsing in
appearance, had as tender a heart
under his rough exterior and fur
more genuine mpulinrss than the
majority ofthe city swellswho par
alcd State street then, just rs the
Nuueo w w ub('
But Miss Louise thought the
young car.driyer the most awkard
and uncoulh specimen ofmau flesh
she had ever set her soft, laughing
black eyes upon. She drew his
portrait and presented it to a lady
friend, and labeled it "The Red
Rose, or the Horse.COr Heater"
Muny we're the jokes she and her
associates perpetated on poor, in.
offensive Henry Martin, and he
was not so stupid as not to know
it, Yet, unnatural Us it may seem,
the more She ridiculed him the
fonder he grew of Miss Louise; for
the awkward youth, while fully re.
alizing thegroat gulf between their
social stations, could not help wor.
Shipping the ground she trod on.
lie knew how preposterous it was
for cardriyer to cherish affection
ior the daughter Of so wealthy an
Albumin, yet her image was ever
before him, though he struggled
hard to destroy his mad love. lie
asccrtained her name by watching
the store packages sent to her home,
and an old diary still ip his possess.
ion shows the name Of Louise Rob.
bins on every page. His letters to
his widowed mother in Vermont at
that time were filled with glowing
descriptions Of a dark eyed school.
girl whom he thought the prettiest
and dearest lady in alI the land
and to that mother, the only person
in the world who knew the value
Of his noble heart, he told the story
Of his silent worshipof Miss Louise.
Sensible mother that she was, she
warned him Of his folly, which
must end onlyin bitter disappoint.
ment
AT last there came a day when
Louise was his only passenger,
With a tempest in his soul and
tears streaming down his ia e, lie
stammered out the declaration that
she was an angel, that he knew he
had no right to talk so to her; but,
oh Miss Bobbins, if you knew how
] love you, you would not blame
Inc, for lcau't holpit," Louise did
nut scream or get frightened, she
only laughed in his face and said;
"Yon get back to that horse or he
will run away and kill US both,
and don't you dare to act like
IL fool again" Notwithstanding
Louise was still in her teens, she
had listened several times to the
fearful entreatics Of fashionable
young and old men, who not only
knew that she was u fascinating
creature, but were surely aware
that she was the only daughter of
u very wealthy gentleman. She
lad told them all that they were
very kind, and that she would
always be their dear friend, sister,
cousin'osanythiug but their wife.
Bl poor Henry, with his fiery
head, weather.Bcatyn face, big
hands, red and chappcd, did uot
quitefail in touching a tender
place in her heart; aud Wien she
had gone to bed that, night, though
she lnughed almost Historically as
she thought Of the cardriyer's
ludicrous performance, there came
the conyiclion-hcro is u genuine
man, the only one Of my admirers
who means what he says, and for
the frat time she pitied a man.
Then she grew angry AZ him for
his audacity, called to her father
and told him Of the incident; but
when the angry father said he
would have him discharged and
fired out Of town the next day she
pleaded that he was poor, simple
fellow, aud that he did not mean to
doanything wrong. But the father
was obdurate, aud the following
dav Henry was not SURPRISED when