Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1888-08-30
DAISY.

Yes. I am going away" said Cyril
Dan.on. switching the heads off the
white meadOw-daiSies rs he walked
along, and CHANGING askance at the
graceful, girlish figure and sweet
downcast face that kept pace so mod
estly AMI silently beside him.
Away from this out of the way coun-
try hole, where tho people understand
and care for nothing but to grub for
existence in the sol Ike moles and
affect TO dcSpse. or regard with impu-
dent curiosity, every one whose in
sttncls and intuitjOns are higher and
nobler than Their own. | feel that the
city is the place for me. My talents
and abilities are lost here; no one com.
prchends. no one appreciates me, ex-
cept yourself, little Daisy" the speak
CT added, more graciously. land my
dear mother"
l. tile Daisy. as her companion had
called her. made no answer IN words;
her only reply WAS glance. timid and
loving, from pair of W stful. soft blue
eyes, that sank modestly the instant
they met Cyrips.
lie reached out, and took her soft,
little suu-burnt hand within his own.
You won't forget me, Little sweet
heart. You and my mother will pray
for me at home. while work hard in
the city. Aud YOU know that sketch !
made of you when first you cameP
Well ! shall make it the central figure
for the great group of sculpture that
is to make nv name-a Marguerite or
IL Madonna. probably. And when |
am rich shall come back and marry
you, and show the world the original
rs my own sweet wife. Will you wait
for me SO long little Daisy?'
The young z RI raised her innocent
eyes to his, and shook her head with
n blush and a suppressed sigh.
ut would be no use if | did," she
answered, simply. you will have
changed our mind. know; you will
not want me then"
Cyril, however protested earnestly
against that.
You are the dearest little thing in
the world.' he said; land you know
love you. Promise. DAISY, dear, to
wait for me-"
And so she promised him; wonder
ing i'll her innocent humility, that he
so handsome and gifted. and some
day to be so great. should choose a little
country maiden for his love, but having
10 doubts in her own simple truth, OF
OF his sincerity.
a will read and study hard when
~ I,n Gail
smiles and tears; 80 that, when the
day you speak of comes, | shall not
shame you.
And he told her-half in earnest,
and gu tie truthfully-that "She could
never shame him. that her innocence,
and truth, and beauty, would grace the
highest station. And as he clasped
her in his arms and kissed her sweet
shy lips, and realized that she loved
h III. something deeper and more seri-
Gus than mere lighl fancy awoke in
his vain. ambitious soul, and for the
moment he felt that the faith of this
pure young heart was better treas
ure than wealth of fame could bring
him.
But, being man. he put the thought
away. For -"love is of mans life a
thing apart"
"She is sweet thing" he thought
contentedly; land when my position
in the world is assured | will come
back and marry her. No man could
have lOvelicr or a purer little wife,
But the world with its batteries and
diSappointmcnts, its promises. delu,
siOns. snares. soon effaced the light i'm.
preston poor Daisy had made upon a
light and tickle heart and he was an.
no ed when his mother wrote him
three years later: ''Our Daisy, as you
used to call her, is Dineteen now. Her
aunt has left her a little fortune, and
she has welcomed it for your sake,
Cyril. to be of some use to you. You
cannot think how the poor child has
studied to improve herself. for the
same reason, or how faithfully she
clings TO her love for you. and belief in
your solemn engagement. My son, il
You do not really purpose making hen
your wife. ii would be more honorable
to ask her TO release you. 1t is crime
to trifle with a trusting heart; and such
one is Daisy's."
When this letter reached him he was
quite impatient and vexed and in.
Weighed bitterly against "the folly Of
young 2 rls who take a word of fat
terry in earnest!'
For l have no recollection of any.
thing like a serious engagement" he
wrote, although, OF course, if Daisy
claims that such was the case, / shall
il necessary, sacrifice myself to a sense
of honor. But believe my cousin i!
too Just to require this. and too sensi
BILE to believe that n man and woman
could marry happily upon the mer,
remnant of a boy and-girl Irritation. l
is not that any other love has filled m,
heart have never really loved. MI
art is my love, and my LIES one ain
and hope is-ambition.
And to himself he sand:
Marry, indeed Tie myself dowr
with wife and family. TO be a clio!
upon my best endeavors! No, Indeed
And for Daisy, too "a poor. little, sim
pie country grl, as sweet and insipic
as the flower | named her after! vii
she hold me boundp Have ruined m,
whole career by n moment of thought
less iOlIy?' ...
Not if ''lhe ruin of his whole career
meant marrying Daisy.
by return of post came letter tina
set him free, 1t contained but few
words, simple aud TO the point an,
was quite prettily written. He turne,
It over and over curiously. his frs
feeling OF self-gratulation giving wa
to All odd sense OF ANNOYANCE and loss
Cool enough. certainly. Sh
couldn't have been so fond of me a
mother thought. And nicely written
She must have improved good deal.
He glanced at the picture again. Ssh
was lovely creature in those days