The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1893-07-26
HER SUDDEN LOVE FOR CORA.
Spicy Tale of Two Young Ladies, and
a Young Man, Walter.

She sat in the big bay window, max
ing a pretense of some dainty work,
but in reality keeping furtive eye on
the street. She did not expect Walter,
of course not; but sometimes he hap
pened up in the afternoon and, as she
would have told you, they were such
friends, very good friends indeed.
In the bay window of the lower floor
next door she could catch glimpse of
Cora; Cora was lYr dearest friend, but
she did not beckon her over now
sometimes three are one too many.
"What lovely day it is," she said
smiling; show beautiful the trees in
the square look after the rain"
She was thinking: "If he does come
we might walk in the park"
There was pause in the rhythmic
sound of her rockers; she had caught
sight of young man in gray felt
hat coming up the street. Her work
needed extra attention just then.
81 won't look again." she whispered,
"If it is he he will ring in moment"
No, the young man passed on. "How
stupid of me-" she said, tossing her
head. "That man does not look any
thing like Walter!"
She rocked to and fro again, light
song on her lips. Presently the chair
stopped once more; she had caught
sight of boy coming up the street,
bearing a huge bunch of roses and
note. 1t was his usual messenger; he
could not come and had sent these in
stead. She forgot and leaned eagerly
forward, then drew back, flushing
shvly.
"What pretty thing Cora is play
ing" she said, and beat the time with
her foot. 1t was only hackneyed air,
but today all things were sweet. Sud-
denly the rockers stopped with jerk.
Could she believe her eyes! The boy
had gone running up the steps of the
house next door and rang the bell.
The piano stopped with crash, Cora
| opened the door, took the flowers and
the note and dismissed the boy, who
ran, whistling away.
She sprang to her feet, her work un-
needed on the floor; in the mirror op-
posite she caught glimpse of white,
tragic face. Then she flung herself
face downward on the couch to shut
out the sunshiny, hateful day.
81 see it all now," she -sobbed, "he
walked home with her only the other
day just because he was coming this
way. No doubt she encouraged him
and after all I have told her too! .,
what shall doP How could he!"
Then she sprang to her feet. 81
don't care" she cried, eff he likes her
best he may, that's all" She strove
to hum a careless air, add then the
tears came.
80, was ever girl as miserable as
II" she sobbed. Then she flung her.
| self once more face downward on the
couch.
A knock sounded on the door, but
she did not hear it. Then Cora en-
tered the room, the flowers and note
in her hand--she had come to triumph
over her.
"Take them away!" she cried, "I-I
am not well--the perfume makes me
faint"
80, am SO sorry!" said that per-
fidious Cora. "Where shall 1 put
them? And here is your note. Do
read it quickly; 1 am dying to know
what is in it. You see, the boy ran up
the wrong front steps and, as l was
coming right over, 1 just brought
them-why, what is it?"
But there was no reply; she had
snatched the note and opened it. 1t
ran:
Wear them tonight. am coming to ask
you question. WALTER.
She flung her arms about Cora's
neck.
80, you are the dearest girl in the
world" she cried, sand l am the hap
piest!"
The perfume of the roses filled the
air.