Middletown transcript., 1893-01-21
THE NEW YEARS ROSE.
BY EBEN Il. RExFokp.

S1OHNCA CAiltTHEW stopped De-
VII fore the florists window, fOl
IE a rose was blossoming there
0I unlike any he had ever seer
~ before, 1t was white as .
lily on the edges of its petals, and
golden at its heart. 1t looked like a
rose of Paradise.
"I.Will buyItbatt for Dora, ''}te said.
at is unique, !" the forest said. II
have never seen any other like it. /
raised it myself, and have tried to grow
others from it. but without success
Half an hour later, girl with a
beautiful face was bending over. the
rose, with soft smile on her lips; and
John Carthew was standing by her.
81 couldn't think of anything else o
bring you to remember me y,"zete
said.
81 don't want anything to make me
remember. {ou,r she answered, softly.
Il did rot believe you would forget
me, ), he answered. stBut this rose
made me think of you, because it was
so different from other roses. What is
it Tennyson saysp Something about
some one's being queen rose II lie
rosebud garden of girlsP' I'm not good
at quoting poetry, you know. Every
time there is a new blossom y.u must
think that / am thinking If ,ou.'' t
II wonder il your thoughts of me
will be as sweet as these blossoms areP''s
she asked, holding one against her pink
cheek. aa.. .. M 5t
"You can always believe that" he
answered, breaking off one creamy bud,
and fastening it in her hair. "When !
come back from over the sea, i knew
where there is rose shall try 10 win.
wonder il | shall find enough over
thereto buy it with"
"Oh, JohDl" she said, earnestly, ''lI+
rose you want would be Yours for ll.t
asking, if the rose could have its own
way I'D the matter If father could
only see that wealth isn't what is
wanttd to make US hap ), perhaps he
would give up his opposition to our
marriage"
''Itis no use to press the matter
with him further" John Carth.w All
swered. 81 am going away to .ry and
get the wealth / must have before can
win you. 1t will be long waiting for
both of US, perhaps, and TO me it will
be weary, lonesome one, since may
not write to you in all that time"
II shall be as true TO you as if /
were bound by thousand promises, or |
wrote, every day." she said. If am
willing to wait"
Three years came and went. To
Dora Grayle they brought changes she
had never dreamed Of She had waited
hopefully for The time to come when
her lover should return te claim her Ms
his own. She heard from him now and
then he was always working, and
slowly he was Winning. But the years
were very long to her.
The end Of lie atliild year brought
death into her home One day her
father complained Of feeling III; the
next day he was dead; and sic was
alone in the wolld. HHG + i
After the funeral a fact came To light,
of which few had dreamed. The old
man had spes,.laied heavily, his estate
was bankrupt.
So, at the beginning of the fourth
year, Dora Grayle went out into the
world with only her hands TO depend
upon. But she had stout heaIi,e and |
she knew John would come back
when he heard of What had happened.
She took a room in pnol little lene-
ment house; and almost the only thing
she brought from her old home was the
rose her lover had given her. That she
would take with her, she said, where
ever she went. Everything else she
was willing to give up to.pay her faith.
er's debts. But that was hers, and
nothing could buyit from her. II
She had thought that she had many l
friends before her fathers death, but
she found out now that those who had
been glad to visit her in the elegan.
home she had lost, quite forgot that
they knew the lonely girl who lived up
two pair Of stairs, in "a poor. little
house, on a very plain, Questionable
street.
Sine waited and watched, and the
days grew into weeks, and the weeks
into months,an the months into years
even. When her father died, she con-
sidered herself free from any obligation
he had imposed. and had written to
John Carthew, telling him of what
had taken place. She thought he would
come toher.L But he did not, and was
silent. Maybe he was dead. She did
not once think that he might have for .
n
gotten her.
1t was New Years Eve, and she was
lonely. Suddenly she re-
membered that she had heard that .
child was i'll in tenement house
down the street, and that its mother !
was alone, and wantsd some one TO
come and sit with her. She put on her
bonnet aud shawl, and went ou'. All
1t once she thought Of her rose. A Y
new blossom had opened .th morning: c
! royalty beautiful flower; and she said n
10 herself she would carry it to the
Door sick boy. She returned TO her v
'oom, therefore, and broke off the bios ?
'om, and one hglf-opened bud growing
'eside it. A tear or two fell into the
ose's golden heart, as she did this. She j