The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1889-06-28
- . = -
CHICKEN BgIs'rLg.

On costly dIvan 10 an elegantly furn.
lshed parior OF one OF those grand man
sIons for which the historical city OF Leb.
anon 10 noted, sat fair young maiden.
she was ~ beautiful a. the poets dream
ner finely moulded form was In perfect
keeping with her delicatcly chiseled fsa-
lures ; her hair hung In wavy masses far
down over her graceful shoulders and had
that golden tint that the eye can some
times catch at set Of sun. Her eyes blue
as the dome OF heaven, sparkled and shown
like the stars In 4 cloudless winter night.
Nature had stamped upon her cheeks the
beautiful color OF the eunakissed peach OF
the tropics. One white shapely hand was
pressed TO her marble brow, q kind OF q
snbdued mouse eoloFed smile played
around her rosebud mouth. The ciang Of
the door he'll caused her TO raise her eyes
~ lnto the room timldly and softly stepped
young man bearing the ear.marks OF .
country editor, his pale, cassie face bore
the impression OF some terrible sorrow.
There was kind oi ~ don't think she vii.
believe word that ssy" look In his cold
gray eyes, and the qulvering lips and dI.
lated nestrefs told that the fatal love
flames were slowly, but surely burning
their way through the easement Of hls
once hard heart. As the fair maid caught
glimps Of hts manly form she spfang 10
her feet and putting out her jeweled hand,
hade the young tnan stop.
"kiFkweod," she cried, In voice hoarse
with passion, swhy are you here tonight,
Why and her whole frame shook with
emotion ''why do you como back TO one
whom you have 30 efuely deceived. Why,
oh, why, did ycu leave me tor another
You wFs my iirst love, kirkie from sotis
lips first heard the beautiful story of love
Have you forgotten the time when you
had no horse and buggy ~hen arm In
arm together we walked In the pale moon
i'ght along the sllsnt streets of this beau
tltui city, ktubbinc our toes on the loose
nails In tho sidewalks. Think of those
things kiFkie. and then tell me why you
left me for another. tell me why you neyet
let me ride In the buggy. The lime was
when every word that you whispered In
my ear was a. sweet 10 me a. the honey.
dew II to the busy bee and read your pa
per from front 10 rear. Those sweet bliss.
iul days arc gone. never TO RETURN and
pulling three for dime ring from her
finger she threw II at his feet. and sank
Ike some stricken dove. pale and breath
lssa upon the dlyan by hls side.
Pulling himself together tie young man
With flushed face and wildly beating heari
reverenily kncii at her icet and buFyina
ais face In the left hand pocket OF her blue
cambrie apron he vept as onls the trsily
penitent can weep. aDon't. kirkie.
whispered the fair creature, as she care
fully, but tenderiy raised his head and
gazed with ioslng eyes into his tear stained
lace. don't darling. 1. Kills me to see you
weep and you viii take all the starch oui
OF my apron. "Oh, Clamantha," said the
young man. how have waited and pray
ed for the time 10 come when could knee
nj your feet and with your little hand or
my head, tell yen all Oh, forgive mf
precious one and promise to be nine and
before the other girl returns 10 the city
you shall take your place at the crank o
the printing press and as you grind ou
the Expvsss, we win sing the song OF ths
blest.
Mrs. A. b. Mathews and Miss Adels
Burkhart. Of your city are out rasticatins
II Peterson's Butte, the guests OF Mlsl
Adela's mother.
| Last Sabbath the Rev. c. Sperry, o
Brownsville. closed a very successful sc
ries of meetings at Providence Church
There were q number of conversions
Afte. services on Sunday five were emers
cd In the clear crystal waters Of Crabtre'
Greek. immense crowds lined the bank
on either side and In respectful silenci
witnessed the impressive ceremony. Mrs
George Garland, Mrs Powell and Mr.
Mark Pcery, son of the Hon. ]. II. Peery
were among the number emei'sed. Tn
names ofthe others We did not learn.
Back Dusr.