Roseburg review. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 1885-1920, 1885-03-27

1tET 1Ilt SufAC ttdiiCE III ACl iC@CiAloetS
niece, and hard tine she had of it.
Bnt love proverbially laughs at
locksmiths and surve: lance, and one
day Molly's pet dove brought to her
window, tucked under his snowy wing,
d note from Abram. and this was fol-
lowed by sun Try other notelets brought
bv the same w nged carrier, SO that
Molly knew exactly the day ands hour
on VIII ich Abram started for America.
and he. SIX rt ng the castle at safe
d stance, saw a tiny handkerchief tiut-
ter.ng from tile turret W ndow, and
went on his way " TIL high courage and
hope in his heart.
..As soon as he was fairly at sea
Molly was released from her imprison-
ment, and both her father and aunt had
reason to congratulate themselves upon
the excellent, ,thesubduing effectof their
course of discipline. Molly, who hith,
erto had apparently cared for little but
the pleasure of the moment. rambling
abroad on her pony. embroidering.
playing the spinnet or reading. sud-
denly developed Il remarkable taste for
honsewifery. Like the Greek Penelope.
she busted herself of MORNINGS W, til
the maids at their spinning and weav-
ing. She learned the art of bread
making and of ale-breWing. the best
methods for the management OF pou
try and the raising of pigs and calves,
and, altogether, promised at last e
mature into a thrifty, entirely respect
able and proper St. Leger.
mo letters came from Abram. Those
xvo,.n not sjayc of Yauob lottat. ,xr,.iti.t ~
and furthermore, letters coming to
Molly through the post must have
passed through her fathers hands. Bl,
Molly had brave heart and she had
promised in her last note TO Abram tc
90 to him whenever he should send fol
| her. and that was to b. when he was
| fa rly established in business and 4
proper escort could be had.
Now. Aunt Pen, Il ,ked Beatrix.
demurely .'do yol consider that an
altogether right and proper thing
| for our feyered mcestrcss to prom
| ise?'
WELL repl.ed Aunt Pen, hesitatine
! between her entire sympathy with
| Molly and her troublesome conviction
/ that she ought to point the proper
moral, MOLLY must have done thai ol
else given Inn up entirely. II wascer.
tn n her father would never relen,.
/ f.-Luckily. howevcr, she continued
| not to decide that; Me have
only to do with the stort. Two years
passed and Molly was then twenty
You know the old Gus ON of st. Nalen-
tine 5 Day. The first one You met af.
! ter the sun had risen was to be YOU,
| Valentine for the Year. Like many
other Saint : davs. ST Valentine Da,
WAS he'd IN much mo e slcred o'lserv
ance by our ancestors than by Us
And many Il gift had Molly received
| from Abram III his character OF Nalen-
tine. If m not mistaken there is one
| in that very trunk. II tiny white $ Ii
| box paiated with VIII te rosebudS. anC
containing rosebud. 1t was the one
| AbraH sent her i.tse bsfare lac wan.
away
/ Sue who sat nearest the brass-boune
trunk, thrust her hand under the mass
of papers. and after slight search
brought up the box, She opened it
Itcontained a pinch of dry dust.
mo things are dust after hun
dred years, said Aunt Pen, cheerfully
| And she went on well, on the morn
ing of St. Valentines Day. just a
dawn, Molly was awakened by a Sigh
rustling at her window Her dov,
/ fiuttered IN upon her bed. and unde
his snowy wing, in the old place. was
note tied with bit of blue ribbon
Molly loosed the ribbon and down fel
the valent ne which YOU hold in YOU
hand. Marjory. Read it. please An,
Ma;ory, sitting up among the ruins 0
the sp.der-lag cha T. read:
Is go Molly, Molly, fair and sweet
Il As is the blitre to morrow
That brings you to your lovers side,
Far far from gr .ei ami sorrow
/ Once more unto your easement, love,
My mess niger comes flying;
| Fling back the lattice-iake him in
Your valentine espying
t "Come come my Molly. hereI wait,
The good ship spreads her sails;
Bearing such precious freight as thou,
she'll fear not storms nor gales.
Good bye to Englands Howery fields,
Her hawthorne, eglantine;
Come with the springtifneFs hastenin
My life long yalentiness
''Our ancestor rhymed better than Ii
. drew" remarked Sue, peeplng owe
i Marjory's shoulder. Those cooin
doves look precisely like two tightin
! crows.
| What deligtfully dreaifn facilit
4 you have, Sue, for taking the poetr
out Of everything, : sad Beatrix.
: ''Slence in the assembly, saM Aun
Pen. There was another slip {
/ paper. signed by John Hunt, Abram'
brother and contidant. saying that
/ carriage with post-horses would be i
: waiting the next night, at a certai
place. to convey Molly with the great
) est possible speed to Portsmouth
) whence the ship was to sail on til
. following day. Her escort was to b
John Hunt himself. who, recently MAJ
! ried. was going with his wife to see
r his fortune also, in that distant Ne,
E lgland.
Molly dropped the valentine an
| note almost with a feeling of disma,
| | She was loyal-hearted maiden, as he
Q truth to her lover shows, ana it ws
4 not without deep pang OF regretf,
| | love that she turned ut the door ths
4 night and looked lTer last upon til
9 little tnrret chamber wherein he
= twenty hdppy years Hal Sped. ef
I. sunny and happy she then felt. no
8 withstanding certain threatening shat
: ows. She left tender little note il
: her father, i'll which she pleaded fo
t giveness, and dwelt upon her love
r such d way u, softened his obdurai
t old heart in spite of himself. And !
b with her faithful Phoebe. and her tan
q dove folded in the. kerchief at h,
!, bosom, Molly sped dsdown the ayenl
n under the fitful light of the wanit
d moon, and turning agan at the poil
where the castle turrets are last seel
Y looked long and lovingly on the hon