The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-04-21
ONE WAY OF LOVING


Her laughing eyes declared IL, her
curly locks declared it, and most OF
all was il declared by the great host
OF friends she had won by her gentle
ness OF manner and kindness Of heart
She was the kind OF girl that girls
fall down and worship Many a
heavy hearted maiden went on her
way happier for having contded In
her, for her counsel and sympathy
were very comforting.
Another characteristic which won
for her their alteration was her dis
like for the masculine sex, Rather
than undergo an introduction TO an
individual o. that order she would
miss an evenings pleasure, and al
though admiring glanceS were be-
slowed on her from distance, the
distance must be maintained.
'Such a nuisance, " she would say,
"to tn nix We can't meet a man but
that he settles himself back in his
chair very comfortably and, after ut
tering few words OF announcement
for our benefit, ex ects TO be enter
tained. Excuse me; / prefer u leave
the lords OF creation to entertain
themselves.
And so far as she was concerned,
they we're left TO do so.
So the rest OF the girls had the
good times, (and likewise the head
aches and lau2hingly told her that
she would surely lie an old mad.
Never you mind, girlies, so long
as l don't lose my heart and not be
obliged TO spend the remainder of my
days in search Of IL, don't care. "
And IL was true. No one was more
blithe and fancy-free than Rose as
she lived these happy days Of her
maidenhood with her fond and in
dulgenU parents
The dear autumn days OF a never
TO be- orgotten year were fast feet
ing and the purling river which
could be heard mingling its song with
that Of the distant water-mill, was
bearing on its rIpDles the first falling
leaf, when change came into Roses
life. Her father died.
They tried TO comfort one another
in their bitter sorrow, but the tears
would flow and the lip would always
tremble when they spoke their loved
ones name AS the days sped by,
however, the terrible oppression was
lifted a little fro II their hearts
They forgot their own sorrow in allie
waiting the suffering OF others and
in healing wounds which only they
could touch
IL was during siege OF sickness
in the Lawrence family that the two
youngest children were taken to the
Gary home and given into hoses
charge. And he IL was that Harry
Lawrence was often prone To turn
his steps Of pleasant spring even
ing, just TO see the children and see
how the patients were thriving.
One evening after the little ones
had been cuddled away to slumber-
land Rose went downstairs and
found him playing and humming a
little ballad AS she entered the
cozv parlor she could not but notice
how manly his form, how massive
and well set his head, and, extending
her hand TO him, she listened TO his
cordial greeting and thought: What
a dear, kind friend he is"
The evening passed quickly. as
happy times do, and at last he said:
"Just sing me one song and then I'll
60"
Tell me what to sing" she an
swered.
''Oh-anything."
"Well, Dything then. III take
the first tn ne l lay my hand on.
Here it -'Beauty's Eyes l won
der if you'll like it," After running
over few bars she began to sing:
L want no stars in Heaven to guide me,
j need no moon, no sun 10 shine;
While I've thee, sweetheart, beside me,
While know that thou art IN ne;
j need not fear wha eer betide me.
Dor rhight and svees my pathway lies.
want stars in Heaven 10 guide me
While gaze in your dear eyes
she sung without the least affecta-
tion and with so much sweetness aud
% much simplicity that no one could
help but enjoy il. AS for Harry, a
spell seemed to have come over him.
What was that feeling which was
creeping into his heart so stealuhily?
What was that thrill that echoed
and re-echoed In his heart and soul as
she still sung on:
Il hear no birds NJ twiligh, calling
catch no hshes in the reams.
While your golden words are falling.
While YOU whisper 10 my dreams.
Every sound Of Joy enthrelliug
Speaks In your dear voice alone.
While bear your fond lips calling.
While you speak TO me. my own
Never before had he felt anything
but friendship for this sweet girl, but
now he knew that love had taken it
place She had captured his heart
by her magnificent song. He was
.young, loving impulsive. Upon the
impulse OF the moment he crossed
the room TO her side as she rose from
the piano with a sm lie.
"What-must you go?" she was
about 10 say. wen he seized her
hands in bis own and bent his pas
sonate gaze upon bei now blushing
face.