Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1892-09-04

I'eNlon had the dragon. And a manner
mat was grave, dignified, courteous.
! Uncle Albert. explained Cyril, with
boyish eagcrness, 'this is Miss Rosine
Wilde"
Wildel The old gentleman started per-
tepubly, lie looked at the blushing girl
at the yellowish gown. He bowed.
And" avowed young Rodney, send
ing his sweetheart swift smile of en-
couragement, 'and-the young lady OF
whom spoke to you.
"Oh!' exclaimed Albert Ellsworth.
Then interrogatively: "Wilde2 Was
your fathers name Clayton Wilder
Rosine assented.
"And your mothers maiden name was
Magnolia Kingsley
"Oh, dear. no! Aunt Magnolia was
never married. My mothers name was
Madeline Kingsley"
"Ehy' cried the dragon.
The florid color had faded from his
cheeks. lie was tugging nervously ut
his dark mustache. He looked agitated,
perplexed.
MY mother died ten years ago." said
Rosine, "and since then have lived with
Aunt Magnolia"
| Mr.. Ellsworth regarded her grimly.
is that" lie asked abruptly, 'your
aunt's gown you have ony'
The soft rose fire in the girls cheek
deepcned.
"iow in the world did you known
she counter questioned.
A queer, wagering smile was his only
reply.
a constrained silence ensued. Cyril
gave his uncle an astonished glance.
80 Magnolia is an old maidg' said Mr..
Ellsworth, abruptly.
| "lf she is" cried Rosine, stung 10 de-
fesss by . reinark she chanced to con-
slider rude, lit is because she was true to
lover who proved unworthy of herr
| "Eh!" calculated Mr.. Ellsworth, more
sharply than before. And suddenly he
turned and walked away.
| The following day he insisted on ac-
companying his nephew to the gaunt,
ramshackle, once aristocratic old home
in the French quarter, where dwelt Ro-
sine. As they were passing the vaulted
entrance to the little tagged courtyard,
Albert Ellsworth caught sight of IA
miliar figure moving among the potted
palms and boxes of blooms
Go on, lad!" he had said TO Cyril.
He had paused, and was looking through
the brief avenue of gloom TO the bright
ness beyond.
Cyril was about To question this new
vagary, when the thought Of peculiar
possibility made him catch his breath
and do us hidden He knocked at the
barred black door, and was admitted to
Rosine's radiant presence. And mean
while his uncle went into the COURTYARD.
The little old lady standing by the ba-
mana tree looked up at the sound of the
step on the stones.
"Magnolia!' he cried.
Miss Magnolia gazcd at him in dazed,
half frightened kind of way Did ghosts
ever appear in the daytime? Stouter
than he whom she had known, and with
hair grown gray. But the same. Around
her, in a fantastic dance, the broken
fountain. the long leaved banana tree
and the giant oleanders went whirling.
She didn't faint. but she came nearer to
it than she ever had come in her life.
"Did you think | had deserted you,
Magnolia? When left you TO go north
on business | believed in you as I've
never believed in any one since And
while away heard and read that you
had married that young Wilde used
to be SO jealous of. So went TO Europe
And stayed there"
But Clayton Wilde married Made
line. always told you he came to see
her"
Yes, | know that--now. was a
fool to have been so easily convinced Of
your falsity. You haven't changed a
bit. knew you the moment / saw
you"
Miss Magnolia smiled delightedly. She
did not know he had expected to see
her.
81 never forgot the dress you wore the
last time saw you,n declared Mr.. Ellis
worth, waxing fervent. "I recognized it
on your niece last night"
Last night Are you-surely you are
not the dragon"
"Wha-aty'
"rhe-the dragon.' faltered Miss Mag.
nolia.
Mr.. Ellsworth still looked blank.
| AhaNs the little lauV.
feeling she was in for il, and might
as well make clean breast, .was what
Rosine and called Cyril's uncle. And
Rosine was going to conquer him."
He burst out laughing
"Well. she did. The hoy shall marry
Madeline's pretty daughter And you,
hagnolia-yon'll marry me-
"Oh, dear, no! I'm too old"
Not day"
And ugly-nowr'
'Loveliest woman in the world to me, {"
insisted the dragon. loyalty.
BLESS you, my children!' cried a voice
from above.
The pair in the courtyard glanced up.
On one of the inner balconies stood Rosine
and Cyril.
Vanish, you scamps!" roared the
dragon.
Il shan't allow you to marry south
ern girl, sir!' shouted back Cyril, as he
and Rosine beat a brisk retreat.
Laughing and breathless they faced
each other in the old drawing room.
Everything is lovely, sweethearti''
cried Cyril, in an ecstasy. Kate NJ.
Cleary in New York Ledger.
A cnrisna marriage Il rpnortpd from