The midland journal., 1885-08-28

the little station, started for the inn, half
mile distant on the Great Northern, at
Beechville.
He was, perhaps twenty-eight or
twenty.nine years old, beardless, brown
haired, darh-eyed, with handsome,
weak mouth, and an irresistible smile
and perfect teeth. It was Standing.
AS he walked leisurely along he heard
the clatter Of horses hoofs. Looking
mp, he saw, handsome, high-spirited
black horse, on wadch was seated lady,
in perfectly fitting riding -habit-a
lady who reined in her horse when sho
saw him, and leaned forward with a
bright smile and bow.
"Roselle, by jingo!" he cried sur
prise, pleasure. consternation, all
mingled i'll his face and voice. Then he
bounded over the pasture-fence, and
was ut her side in u moment.
care you not glad to see me?" she
asked, with one of her bright smiles. as
she playfully touched his shoulder with
her riding whip.
"Glad why, yes, of course AL.
ways glad to see you, you know, only
it's so very sudden and unexpected"
"Oh, it was very sudden !" smiled
Roselle. 81 was talking with Mrs.
James Thorne, you know !-about sum.
mel resorts, and CHANGED to mention
Beechville as nice quiet place, whtre
one could have plenty of air and excr-
else, and not be obliged to dress to ey-
cess She seized at it Immediately.
Said she was here once few weeks, and
she ,nade up party of six of us in less
time than can tell you and we came
the next day. Have been here week.
Heard you We're coming last night"
"VFho told you?" queried Standing,
as he lifted his hat and ran his slender,
white fingers through his hair.
"Who ?-oh, Mr.. Haluilton-Hugh
Hamilton. He is up at the inn, and
said he expected you daily. We were
also surprised and pleased" :"
"Ihen you have met Hamilton ?"
Eyes, and his sister came to call upon
us to. day. Such a lovely grl-pink and
white! We all thought her very pretty,
and she and I are already very friendly.
1 am invited there to spend the day
soon. Ira! Ia will see you later
Sho touched her horse, and was gol1e.
with bright. backward smile and
glance. and Standing walked on at
swifter pace.
''St, after all, I am to be under the
same roof with Roselle," ne mused.
"Instead of running away from her i
have run to her, and I'll be hanged if I
know whether I am glad or sorry"
When Hamilton came up that night,
explaining his unavoidable absence from
Beech9ille at train-time, and asking
Standing to remove his luggage to his
handsome residence, Standing declined.
He vent home with Hamilton, and
spent the evening. Lydia Hamilton
greeted him with that quiet and we'll
bred re serve that was so habitual to her.
How fair she was ! Like blush-rose
And how low her voice And her eyes
but he had never seen them fully
the whi*e lids always yelled them.
"What difference !" he said, men,
tally, az he walked toward the hotel.
ct wonder how it would have seemed il
she had said, Ira la I will see you
laterr when I left? Yet somehow,
Roselle says these things so cuuningly |
A fellow can but enjoy them.
Three or four parties were ont on the
balcony when Standing came up the
steps.
Mrs. Hamilton leaned down and called
to him to come up.
"I am smoking my cigar; I can't /" he
answered.
"Shall l come down." said gay voice,
"and keep you from melancholy till you
finish it p"
1t was Roselle
eyes, come. " he said; and they walked
in the moonlight until all the others
had left the balcony. And when he
slept that night, it was the bright
repartee and ringing laugh OF Roselle,
not the gontler tones of Lydia Hamil-
ton, that haunted his dreams.
But that was Roselle's last hour.
Standing arose the next morning with
q. firm resolve to keep himself master of