The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-12-31

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beloved and the date, under it was
lying on the counter the best photo
graph | had aver seer OF Louis Dain-
ire, and a slip of paper, to be put in
ready for Mr.. Daintre at 3 o'clock /
had promised Mrs. Johnson to go
back to take my last free dinner, as
julia called it, and afterwards Rose
took me up to her room; she had a
headache, she said. We hardly spoke
to each other, and as the afternoon
went on Rose got as nervous as a cat
and could hardly sit still.
The u was going down and the
room all full of golden sunset light,
when Julia came suddenly init was
her room, too-starting when she saw
us. "You at home, Rose" she said;
why, | told Mr.. Daintre you were
out with Kitty. He was sorry you
were not at home, left goodbye cor
you and hopes to see you-in two
years. She was SO brilliant and
glowing, and Rose, poor little Rose
SO white and bewildered. Well, we
didn't discuss the thing-it wasn't
such a very pleasant subject. And
Christmas so near-my beautiful
Christmas-when I wanted all the
world to be happy! Well, the house
was all trimmed up with green's and the
presents kept coming and ] was SO
excited | hardly knew what / was
doing, and before / had fairly COM
pretended that it was my wedding
day it was night and the girls were all
there, dressed in white just exactly
alike, until Julia took off her cloak,
and there, around her throat instead
OF the black velvet the others wore,
was o tiny gold chain, and flashing on
the beautiful bare brown neck was q
locket set with diamonds locket
that we, Rose and /, knew held Louis
Daintre's picture. "A Christmas gift, "
she said, when they all admired it.
Poor little Rose!
| have been mad ever since to think
that, as we drove off to the station,
all the old shoes flying after us, the
first word | ever said to my husband
that all the world couldn't hear was:
isn't that Julia Somers a cat!"
| suppose you will blame Rose tor
marrying John Horton in the spring.
/ did at first, but when / found he
knew all aboutit and found, too, that
from the minute she married him, you
wouldn't have thought Rose had ever
seen another man, l forgave her, she
knew John was too good Tor a make
shift. That summer Julia went to live
with an old uncle and we quite forgot
her till more than two years after we
hoo r1 ~ bos oxiaCa - N rioh old
mar who adored her and whom she
tolerated as she did the baby that
came after a while. Things went on
very quietly with us all in those days.
Rose was as happy as she could be
with her husband and two little boys.
/ told her one day that / had just
heard of the death of Louis wife.
He married in England about two
years after we did, and she said poor
fellow, / Am SO sorry" in such a nat.
ural way that 1 knew the old days
were dead.
About ten years ago there came q
dispatch from Julia's husband begging
Rose to come at once as Julia was
dying and calling for her all the time.
Rose went by the next train and stay
ed until after the funeral. When she
came home we found that she didn't
want to mention Julia, so her name
died away again. Two or three years
after Captain Daintre came on to visit
his uncle who was failing fast-we met
him in the street and he was very glad
to see me, though he hardly spoke to
Rose. As he was turning away she
put out her hand. Captain Daintre,"
she said very sweetly, ''my husbands is
away or he would have called upon
you and asked you to come and see
me. Ihave something to say to you,
will you come home with us now?"
Louis drew himself up very stifhy.
II could hardly think" he said, that
Mrs. Horton can have anything to
say to me. You mnst excuse me-"
Captain" Rose said, very earnest
ly, 81 have q messagefor you from the
dead" Then he. turned and went
home with us in perfect silence. We
went into the library where Rose lett
us, coming back presently with a bum
BILE of old letters and a little leather
case.
"When Julia was tying" she said,
ssshe sent for me and gave ME these
the farewell letter you wrote me, tell.
ing your love-the locket she had
promised to place in my hands as
your first, your betrothal gift-the
letter / had never seen, the locket l
had never seer only on her neck"
Louis gave a great start, but she
went quietly on.
.tShe told me of her advice to you
to send your letters to her, as | had
confded my love tc her, and my par
ents would be angry, thinking me too
young for an engagement. Here are
the letters that came to me, unread
but dy her. She told me how, IN her
great love for you, she had written