The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1888-06-22
ROSALiE.
NY heart cannot still it.
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She trillcd yer and over. as she
trimmed Il wreau.of trailing smilaN and
forget-me.nots. She wondered why she
felt SO blithc and glad to-day. for the
rain was pouring down steadily and the
streets Were dismal. and the heavy per-
fume seemed to dcaden the ain more
than usual.
She was a dreamy aark-eyed little
thing; onc would never guess she was
Is. Standing behind the counte she
looked as if she might be in short
dresses. The people who came In up
on her unaware and found he. talking
to the flowers used ta call her that
queer little child AT The florists" and
note that she limpcd in walking, for
Resale, some wears ago, had been in
Jured by u runaway teGnl, aud the long
sickness at the hospital had left htf
pale and nail, and, as IL that was not
cough. her ,uod grandmother. died
and she was left alone in tfe wuNld.
In spite Of ncr loneliness and lamc-
ness nosalie Was a bravc-ilcarted little
rrcstnfe who made the best of every
Thing. She sat in her corner in the lii
tie restaurant and atc her ntrnls rs
daintily as Il bird, With All innocent
amusement meanwhile in being waited
upon, by tho smiling, b~oyish-faced wait
ga. Her attic room was as narrow as
a prison cell, but it had a bit of lace
before the window, and II little white
bed and some prints OH the wall, and
she slept at nightlhanikful for the shell
ter as She tecalled faces she had met
on the street with that awful ah..uuw
OF sin and despair n,sbH lhem.
The rain sin fell steadily, and the
scents of the flowers made her drowsy
and dreamy rs she sat there, She clos
ed her eyes and went Wandering into
astral land, She was III y 1oe,htif..
dwelling that seemed 10 he her home.
She 9lide5 hHM room to room, and
found herself in Il pretty chamber, Will,
books and pictures and a marble CIV
tie, and Il broad square If suhiight
falling upon the dciirate shades Of 1he
carpet, She Reached out her hand ~
arrange the window draper, when the
room vanished She was back TO the
florists. The white dove suspended
ovcf the great lilies and roses in the
window seemed to expand his Wings
and circle around the room and At lasi
light upon her shoulder with y sptig a,
hearts ease in his bin. Then it began
to sing amt har heart swelled with
glAdnNss, and clear, sweet voices war.
bled all around her:
My heart | cannot still &,
Nest that Inns SOng-hirds i'll it,
Her earthly ypfrr broke in upon il
all. She ramd Sack from astral land
With : start and a slammed look to bt
caught mapping.
An imposing. handsome man of per
haps 30. with silver gray hair, had en-;
tered and stood regarding her witt
kind, grave eyes.
"Dseamir9 :n,ong the ilowcrs.n he
said With i'm indulgent smile. 81 don.
blaine You, child
Rosalic's face flushed slightly. with
pleasure. His face was so Kind, anc
she did not resent The word "child'
from him ~ she often did from others,
Then, too, his face seemed familiar
Had she seen him on earth or in astra
land?
"Will you make mp o nice bouque'
and have it sent to $50 9TH nvcnuep'
he asked, us il soliciting a favor. ''Iti!
for my daughter. Yes, tuberosrs, an,
violcts and plenty of carnation, anL
mignonettr, remember. she isvcry font
of. that
fosalie tried again to recall the fac,
as he went out, but found that an nm
accountable little SILVER seemed to at
tend the effort. Sh" made up the bou
quet with nimble fingers. The violet
twinllca at herknowingly. The rose:
nodded lnnguidlN. the m%ignonette clus
tered its notified heads together ant
whispered.
''For his daughtcr,'he had said
'NNas she Il Young girl like herself:
Was she pretty? Of course, She livet
in Il nice house and had handsom,
clothes, But such II grand, noblc-look
ing father to love her was the best o
all" Resale thought wistfully. Sh,
had no one To love her since gram,
died. no parents or brother or sister
and it must be so sweet to he loved
Then the well-spring in her hear
seemed to bubble up again, and sh'
caught herself singing:
MY heart ] cannot still it.
Nest tba, lins song birds in it."
and felt half afraid of her joyousness
81 wonder. | wonder if she is II
good rs he is she muscd, remember
ing how The daintily-kcpt children o
wealth had often turned upon her tn
cold shoulder.
A queer, original thought was dart
ing in and out Of her busy brain. ''Dar
] do i;??" she questioned softly. Evil
they laugh at me: Will tlicy think m
bold? Oh. | wish ! had The courage!
She placed the bouquet in its bed o
damp moss, then took II slip of paper
and sat. pen in hand, thinking. sh'
wrote, copied and re-copied some sen
fences, folded the paper and slipped j
between the roses and ~violets of tn
bouquet. Then she covered it wit
white paper and tied up the box witt
%tremblin" fingers.
IN hour later Dick had delivered i
AT $50 9TH avenue.
See, mamma, see what / dot in til,
bouquet danpa sent. Alice title 'et
ter"
Let me see it, DEAR said Il soft
sweet voice.
The child danced over the carpe
with the folded paper.
Tho lady. who was dressed in dee
mourning, unfolded Rosa!ie's note an,
read:
Il want a home so much. Do yo'
/ need Il girl to help? lean work. thong
| am nc very strong, and | would IT,
, at the florists
Why, father, what does thismearP
asked The lady, rs Mir. Fairfax entered
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