Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1891-06-13

out ON business, and some frienas ex.
pected TO call and take me for a drive
haven't arrived"
'.ls II possible" was my reioinder. and
In ten minutes we were the greatest
| friends in the world. We sat in the
drawing room of the Grand Canon hotel
for nearly an hour, chatting gayly of
America and England and of our hobbies
and OF ourselves. At the end of that
| time she rose and said:
"Well, it's humiliating necessity, but
! must eat 10 keep alive. and II you W III
excuse me, I'll so down to luncheon"
l rose also and answered: "You are
! quite right--if there were no prosy side
TO life, we should not appreciate the
poetry of it"--and then, after a moment's 4
hesitation, added. II am foreigner,
and do not understand your rules OF
conduct, but would II be very casual OF
me 10 suggest that. as also must live,
and with that object in view must also
lunch, we should lunch together. as you
are aloneg
"Why, of course-why shouldn't we?'
and then she added, a look Of perplexed
inquiry coming over her brows. II don't
know quite who Is going TO Introduce us
to one another, Mr. -
Meal" said |; ;"Ronal Neal. at the
service of Mademoiselle -Y'
'Tressahar-Pauline Tressahar," said
she. Let me give you a card
She fumbled for her card case and
for mine, and standing In the doorway
of the hotel parlor we gravely exchanged
cards and bowed formally to one an.
other.
IL live in Nashville, Tenn" she said,
''and II you ever come there IL will give
papa-Col. Euclid Trcssahar- very great
pleasure II you win come and see us-you
will come, won't your"
assured her that | would, and we
went down to lunch. The head waiter
gave me menu and a check, and or.
dcred n tiny little meal with some
care, daring which operation she
watched me with nervous, per.
picked look which perfectly well
understood, but which for the life
of me couldn't see any way of soften.
ing-unless told the head waiter togive
me two checks and filed up one for her
and one for myself, which would have
been foolish to my English ideas. AS we
finished our microscopic repast, how.
ever. she said in the most matter-of- fact
tone 10 the waiter;
The check. please"
The obse,luious Italian brought 1t TO me
naturally and she looked up and said:
And mine, too, waiter.
"They are both together, madame"
"Oh! but-no-l-want''- she began
''Really, said 1, feeling very uncom.
Portable, lit is such an absolute nothing
that 1t would he simpler. and would give
me pleasure into the bargain, If you
would allow me TO sign this. Miss Tres
saliar."
Certainly not, )" she replied, blushing,
though her tone was quite decided; twill
you hand IL to me for a momentf'
! did so and she grayely calculated
what her share Of our lunch had been,
and then producing her purse she counted
out the exact amount in silver and
handed 1t over TO me with the check.
Now, said she, "if you will sign il II
will he all right"
did so without a word, fascinated,
but withal feeling n little mean" and
then the child, laying quarter down be-
side her plate for the waiter, said:
''Now, let's go back to the parlor for o
few minutes and then l must 20 out"
We went up stairs again aud sat for
half an hour or so. talking of quite seri-
GUS matters, and then we bade one
another farewell, mutually expressing a
b0lFO taatAt ga " ~ bG iiob EtpdT
by" but ''au fevoiT" She was leaving
Denver in an hours time; / also was
leaving the same evening.
And thus we parted.
Up stairs In my room | had q some
what battered copy Of my last volume Of
poems put pen through my name
ON the fy leaf and wrote thereon little
inscription in verse expressive of the
pleasure took In transferring to her the
possession of the volume, and SO sent il
down to her boy servant and betook my
self to my packing. | was thus EN-
ployed, talking the while to friend who
had dropped in 10 say ..good-by," when
bell boy brought up a crimson rose
upon salyer from the office.
Miss Tressahar has just left, sir, and
sends this, with her compliments; she
has received the book and is much
obliged. and says she will write to thank
you from Nashville"
laid the rose reverently between the
leaves Of my Bible and put il into my
valise. A week later was ON a ranch
at Los Angeles. Cal. and the post brought
me ono day letter of four pages in u
pretty Italian handwriting-it was from
Pauline.
She had received my book just before
she left Denver and hoped had received
her rose. She had read my verses and
was pleased 10 say that she liked them
that they touched her. Some of them.
written In a cynical. despairing strain,
she criticised and regretted. she hoped
that some day ] should meet some one
who would make me think better Of life
and cure me Of my love of solitude. She
commended my body 10 happiness, and
my soul to God, and remained ever, very
sincerely my friend. Pauline Tressahar
T. S.-She hoped would not forget my
promise and come to Nashville.
festerday-onlS yesterdays friend
sent me Nashville paper containing an
article concerning myself; almost along
side OF the criticism on my poems, In o
column headed Personal Intelligence, >
there appeared as an item of local inter
est the announcement of the engage
ment OF ''the beautiful daughter OF oul
esteemed fellow citizen, Col Euclid
Tressalar. TO the SON of some equally
esteemed inhabitant of Nashville, Tenn
cut out the article on myself and
my poems with the paragraph attached
to its side and, folding 1t up small
opened my Bible to place ii with Pau
hnes gift The leaves of the look were
perfumed by the sweet dry petals--the
soul that still lived Of her crimson rose.
And on the page where It had lain there
was little crimson stain-l had pressed
i upon the verse of ST. Paufs Epistle 10
the brethren at Philippi: "Whatsoever
things are true. whatsoever things are
honest, whatsoever things are pure.
whatsoever things are lovely, whatso-
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