, 1885-08-02
A LITTLE PRIMROSE.

sterner. more inward burdcned tones, The
call Is repeated
ri mu la
The two Young men lettering ON tho
porch Of the fine old country house listen
and look amused
lark the wild echoes flying. Tying.
flying - quotes one. happily. where can
Trimula tei"
w by such authority" asks the other
carelessly -Primulal it's a pretty name.
a right pretty primrose maiden name
s., Il. the Prlms are autocrais here
They like 10 be obeyed. The others are
mere dependencies. And that reminds
me. ! am glad they have taken you In
hands. You are sure you arc no worse
for your drenching. you poor. bcnighted.
storm taken pedestrian. your"
mo. I'mall right only this COMPOUNDED
headacsc I've been trying TO walk oil the
last Two weeks. But. tell ne
I'm tell you nothing There comes
the servant 10 bid YOU to supper. I'm on
\ es. you'll like the general; he is a line
old fellow. TIA! Ia
-He was sure 10 like the general
When Mark Orrhond entered the parlor.
TO which lie was conducted after
supper. . he looked about him with
some agcrness lie wondered II Frimula
would BE- there A tall. handsome youth
sat Mt the piano. playing bits of Schu-
MAINS ~Star Wreath Gen. rim was
in his armchair by The fireplace; the tall.
stately lady who had sat at the table pour.
ing tea and talking with such sweet and
noble hammered hospitality. and whom
John. the servant. addressed as . Madam. =
was here at the center. table. bending over
her knitting. Surely, she was not Trim.
ula, either
lie wished some one would call oui
again, 81 rimulal"
sit there. II you please. - Tho gen
ernl indicated a chair by the window.
@The view there Is considered the best OF
any from our windows. Do you like
music3"
Mark begged that tho musician would
proceed The general resumed his seat
The splendid hammered, proud old sol
der. with his erutch and his snuff box,
was. 1t was plain to be seen. n scholar Of
the fine old school OF the past
-Ah. yes; ! wa Just going 10 ask Wal
ter to play some OF my favorites-tle oil
music, sir. There is nothing like the old
music.
The lovely melodies filled the room.
Every one listened.
You like that. Mr.. Ormondf It /,
from Gays opera. The Beggar Iheard
II the first time ! vas In London, " said
the general The first time | was il
London aud saw Kean-r
h cam repeated Mark, in some sur
prise. what, Edmund Keanrr
"Ay. Edmund Keanl All. there wa
an actorl He played against the eldel
Booth us Oiheilo. To hear him say"
"Ch. we've heard all that before. Grand
papa Silver Hairl" interrupted Walter. Z
little sauclly. from the piano. 1T is M
old story. as old as the hills, Isn't 1t
Madam Anne2"
The boy began to play noisily nnt
stormily. There was little melody in hi
music: he did wait for Madam Anne Il
answer him. but instinctively. Mark knew
that the subject Of ! ondon "reminiscences
was dislasteful TO the youth; that the tall
OF London Jared and put him out o.
tone.
The general frowned
It's an old story. is III and you are
tired of 1t; and | am old. too, my boy.
but like those memories ~ lie turned Il
Mark. 1T was my first visit abroad, My
friend. Miss Alice Erotherton. was Of oui
party; she liked the theatres. To hear
hean say. magnii Gently, as Othello
'Oihello's occupations goneF
Again Walter interrupted. sharply.
- theirs have said IL, too, grandpapal'
There was a note OF pain In the lad
voice. Here is your faYorite march sir. .
Mark listened with panied Interest. feel
ing a strange pity for the lads sorrow.
suddenly he seemed to hear a stir-a fainI
sigh close beside him He turned
quickly.
Ibid l Brighten your It is only /.
said a sweet. shy vote Il have been Il
look at the primroses. "
Only 4 The sweet, slight shap,
clothed In white came forward out of ID,
moonlit Y dow. one hand held back
the long, loosed. golden tresscs from
her virgin check. the other, dropped a
her side, held a great bunch of the mos
fragrant lowers
is it you. childf" called the general
~Comc her.
The air Sc ned all at once bright aud
sweet aud clear.
You should not be out so late. prim
ula. " said Madam Anne, In her stately.
serene way not even for primroses
Its always primrose time here. " SAID
Walter, and for the first time his voic,
was light lie began to play once more.
and now bis music was like a hymn OF
joy.
When the little home. party broke up,
late that evening. Mark Ormond offered
his arm TO the old general
VIII you not let me assist you. sir. In
place OF Walter" he said. PRAY lean
on my arm. ! should esteem Il a great
favor. -
They moved away slowly down tho
room into the hall. the old. silver. haired
man talking volubly, the younger one
listening. Here was a portrait, there q
piece Of old thirteenth century carving.
in another place. silver horn-a drinking
cup
Il detest Londonl" Mark heard Walter
saying, sharply.
Madam Anne turned from saying her
gracious good night 10 Mark.
VIII you 20 with me TO my room.
PrimulaY want you to help about tho
embroidered rufies that were sent back
by Warren TO day. I'm not quite sure Of
the right number.
Young Walter. with his hand on tho
window sill, turned and looked back
Angrily.
Why not call a servant for thatf" h,
flashed out but his fire was lost Madam
Anne pulled her satin scarf about hel
stately shoulders The poor little prim
rose. maid followed. some Of her faint,
nNcui lihkfhuCc OF lgnt and odor seemed
TO have died out since madam spoke.
toing up the stairs, Gen. Prlm re.
garded the young friend with kindly
eyes. =
GU have a gentle touch" he said.
You like to wait on the oldl Alas, l am
oldir
But you are happy In having beautiful
youth about you. > said Mark, evasively.
-Ah. yes But | shall not have II long :
The general drew himself up walter /,
stud, Ing law shall send him to Lon
don-l am waiting for an opportunity.
As for lrimula-"
He paused here. his voice shook.
What Of her--Primulaf" Mark asked.
gently.
MY little primrose msid-to whom my
'ortune goes at my deRlh-I had hoped
n, sir In my youth | loved Alice Broth.
Debiiitated Men
You are allowed a free trial Of Mirt
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