Mohave County miner., 1890-12-27

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and rsed to treat my high ARd mighty
humors with .hs .ightuess thew az.
served, f'iHally one day--I shall never
tcsget TIL had been TO see Alice In
she morning, and, with my usual fool
hardness, had been rensuriug her for
dancing so much the night before with
II, nry Wentworth. your banker ir
town, you know. II seemed 10 me she
had taken ray structures little more
deiiautly than usual; at all events. I
went oil feeling very angry.
But, as is always the case with hot.
beaded fools, cooled on very quickly.
Alice had always been 90 ready 10 fef.
give me that 1t was with no hesitancy
that went cnt that afternoon to take
her for drive tfoEnd her with het
hat upoa her head. standing ON the
gallery pulling some roses fhey
were yellow, remember. and very
sweet. Come, Alice said. Selim Is
IN exoellent trim; let Us take o drive
out the Greensboro pike
~ am very sorry, Tom,' she said,
but cannot go with you this after.
aoon.'
She stopped breaking the flowers
as she spoke and looked at me hall
shyly from under her lashos
why not praypn 1 asked, firing
up in moment l fancied there was
something teasing ia her tone.
II hare other fish to fry she said
simply.
Il shall never forget how she looked
as she stood there twirling the peiIow
rose 10 her hand and bending down
hsr head till her little chin rested up
on her bare, white throat. Somehow
yellow rose always brings back that
picture to rne. ! remember my first
impulse war to take her in my arms
and beg her to forgive me, but ere
moved or spoke / heard the sound Of
wheels on the gravel without, and.
turning. l saw young Wentworth drive
up. Without word turned aud left
the house. As ! entered the village l
met little band of troops starting for
the Mexican war. Ia moment was
out and had enlisted. We left that
night Twas accountable to no one
for my actions. and no one knew OF
my Whereabouts
What j suffered In the war It mat
ters not. That cash across the little
case you have shows how near came
being priclted by a Mexican sword.
When my rerm Of enlistment was out
! was more than willing TO return
home. aud lost no time In doing so.
Az left the train aud walked up the
village street saw a funeral process
sion just turning the brow OF the hill.
Henry Wentworth and his young wife
were getting In the carriage as passed
the gate. He had married. he told me,
the week hfter ! left. girl from the
south. They both seemed very sad
aud In hurry to be gone.
Whose Is the fnneral?" ! asked 40
! turned to 20.
"'Alice's,' he answered.
my God! It was my Alice. and
had gone and left her."
The old man pressed his head upon
his hands and the tears trickled down
his sunken cheeks. Bob did not speak:
bis face was hidden too.
After ghat." the old man said by.
asd-by. Il spent the next TWENTY-FIVE
years Of my life In prowling about the
west. and 1t was only when / became
On old man. when had nothing left
but Alice's grave over there on tbs
hillside, that came back home TO rest.
But here am !, be said with a sudden
start. Keeping you up listening TO my
chatter wncn you ought TO be in bed.
gettingready for your trip tomorrow"
The young man sprang TO his feet.
Just o'clock" he said. II can yet
catch the 1:S0 train TO town. / shall
not 60 west at all. Cousin Tom. and IL
my Alice viii forgive me you may
eome to our wedding next month";
OTisl in Philadelphsa Times.