Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1891-07-10

tlnidrcn, as the large woman knows
Nhea htr heart is grown. wa, too
small TO be tender liked my power.
J. was like child with new whip.
which II goes about c,arkmg every
where, not caring against what. /
could not wind it up aud put it away.
Meh were curious creatures, who liked
me, icould never tell why. Onlv one
thing took from my pleasure; could
not 5ear that they had deserted her
for nae. ] liked her great dreamy blue
eyes, ] liked her slow walk and drawI:
when ! saw her sitting among men.
she seemed to nc much too good to be
among them; | would have given all
thclreomplimcnts if she would once
have smiled at me as she smiled at
them, with all her face breaking into
radicncc, with her dmples
aud llashing tcct.. But knew
j never could be; felt
sure she Ii ted me; that She wished /
was dead; that she wished had never
come to the village She did not
know, when we went out riding. and
man who had always ridden beside
her came TO ride beside me, that | sent
him away; that once when man
thought TO win my favor by ridiculing
her slow drawl before me turned on
him 50 iierccly that lac never dared 10
come before Inc again. knew that
She knew that at the hotel men had
made bet as to which was the
prctticr She or !, and had asked each
man who came in, aud that the ono
who had stakcd on me won. hated
them for it, but would not let her
see that cared about what she felt
toward me.
She and | never spoke to each
other
If we met in the village street we
bowed and passed on; when we shook
hands we did - silently, aud did not
look at each othc, Blu. thought She
felt my presence in a room Just as |
felt hers.
At last the time for my going came.
wa, 10 leave the next day Som,
one knew gayca party in my honor,
to which ull the village was invited.
Now it was midwintcr; there was
nothing in the garden but few
dli,lias and chrysanthcmums, and
as~s.ose hat for two Hundred miles
round here wa, not rose to be
bought for love or money Only in
the garden Of 4 friend Of mine in a
sunny corner between the oven and
the brick wall, there was Il rose tree
growing which had on it one bud. It
was white. 1t had been promised to
the girl 10 wear at the party.
The evening came; when | arrived
and Went to the waiting room to take
off my mantle, found the girl already
there. She was dressed ia pure
white dress, with her great white arms
and shoulders showing, her bright hair
gittcriHs in the candle light, and the
white rose fastened at her breast. She
looked like queen said 'Good
evening", and turned away quickly TO
the glass TO arrange my old black
scarf across my old black dress.
Then felt Il hand touch my hair.
"Sland still, She said.
looked in the glass. She had taken
the white rose from Ler breast and
was fastening it in my hair
"lIoW s,iee.sv'~>4>. *. j Il sets off
flowers So She stepped bacl, and
looked at it. "It looks mush better
thcrc!'
turned round and looked at her
"Iou are so beautiful TO me- |
said.
"le-s,' size said, slowly; "Tm
glad
We stood looking at each other.
Then they came in and swept US
away. All that evening we did not
come near to each other. Only once,
y She passed, she smileJ .o.., me
The next morning left town.
never saw her again.
Years after heard She had married
and gone 10 America; it may or may
not be so-but The rose is in the box
STILL New York World.