Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-01-26
MURPHY & BRO.

which motherless Kosalie had kept 5,
bright and attractive for her fathe
since she was a mere child of fourteen
years.
II am quite intimate with leadin!
publisher in the city," resumed Mr.
Montgomery, "who would be glad.
am sure, upon my introducing you. t,
accept your poems for a handsome re
muneration. II you will do mo the hon
or to run up to the city with me-sa,
some day next week-we can soon ar
range tho terms-and then, onl,
think, you will be really launched upoI
the ocean of fame"
And a dazzling smile from the elo
quent youth SO bewildered poor Rosa
lie that she could scarcely tel
whether it was not all brilliant. delu
sive dream.
She did, indeed. hesitate little As t.
the propriety Of such step. But sh,
had no mother to advise her; and, be
sides, she reasoned, it was such q shor
distance-they could easily make tn.
trip, see that wonderful publisher, anC
be at home again by nightfall, and ther
then she would be an acknowledged
poetess, the social star and wonder O.
the village.
1T is nearly lunch time, upon my
word" remarked Phipps Montgomery
consulting his elegant watch as he step
ped off the train. ut will be impossi
Bile to see our publisher just now. So
with your permission, l will conduc,
you to my mothers, where you san
rest for an hour and have some refresh.
ments. Hyou are as hungry as l an
you can't refuse. And my dear mother
will be most happy"
Rosalie gracefully thanked him and
complied, for she was really tired and
hungry. Accordingly. they took o
hack and wero soon set down at q
rather pretentious mansion, where they
were warmly welcomed by q hand
somely dressed lady Of middle age.
''Sit there. and rest my dear, while |
see about getting some lunch for you.
/ know you must be very tired" she
said in motherly tone, pushing Rosa
lie gently down upon velvet sofa.
Then both she and Mr.. Montgomery
left the room, and our foolish heroine,
left to her own reveries. felt more con-
tempt than ever for her village home
in the light Of her present surround
ings. But suddenly few words from
An adjoining room caught her attention
and sent the color from her cheek; and
sitting bolt upright on the sofa she list
ened with all her ears.
How did get her here?" 1t was
the voice of Phipps Montgomery, and
the insolent, cold blooded sneer in it
made Rosalie feel like killing him. "Oh,
easy enough. Ths little fool fancies
herself a genius of the first water, and
yeu can bet | have spared no pains to
encourage her in that belief. Genids!
Ha! hal" and here . contemptuous
snicker reached Rosalie's burning ears.
80 I've brought her up to see pub
Usher, and while waiting politely es-
cort her to my mamma's for lunch.
See! But if she gets the slightest ink
ling Of what this place really is"
But Rosalie waited to hear no more.
With sinking heart. trembling limbs.
and blazing cheeks and eyes, she noise
lessly made her way to the street door,
and to her great joy found that she
could easily open it and reach the
street.
Once there she sped like an arrow
from the bow until blocks interviewed
between her and that terrible house;
then calming herself, she sought a
policeman and was soon directed to
the depot, from which she started on
the first train for that village home,
which she felt that she would never
more wish to leave.
That very night Rosalie made bon
fire of her precious poems; and to-day,
as Mrs. Kelsey Vernon. she has great
deal more to say on the subject of
homo being "woman's highest and
truest sphere" than her now happy
ever did.