The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1894-09-14
Rose TfeVillidfl.
A ROMANCE.
itten for the TELEGRAM.


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-. 1it.TililH Of calm repose,
II tf-.a'IrAgVIHs#N Dwells the charm.
FE!7sEN1 ing, d e mure
Uas~ ~ HNM Rose.
~-gP The sun is
HTZ<<@SNW just guiding
INT 72))T the tops of the
u Nm tall hills, and
E/IDSM the dew is on
\ y leaf and lawn,
a girl crosses the portlco of a
buse on the hill side, and trips
,wn the steps to the walk that
Euds among the trees to the
Prk gate.
The surroundings of this man.
On are indicative OF wealth and
ste. yet the elegant figure of
RI seems to enhance the air of
Efnement of the place; she
Bsses through the gate and fol.
VS. the road round the hill, till
bposite a neat cottage. where
se turns aside, and bows her
Fad beneath the low trellis of
bneysuckles and morning -glor.
5 that cover the doorway.
Seated within the little room
the cottage is an elderly lady,
hose refined, pale face lights
at sight Of the girl approach
g through the bower of flowers,
ld as she enters and places a
bvered dish on the table, the
d lady exclaims: why Rose,
ou look as pretty as the morn
kg% AT this the young girl
lands erect; the color mounts in
er pink cheeks, and for an in
fand the silken lashes droop over
er hazel eyes: then with a little
hugh, that falls pleasantly on
be ear, she runs to the old lady,
ats her on either cheek and
Uses her, after which the I'M
|Epected happens. for then she
krows herself on a seat and.
leeps silently.
Man may explain at times
|arious phenomena of nature; but
be varying moods of young
F,onen are to him inexplicable,
nd that this charming young
'erson should pass suddenly
rom the sunshine of laughter to
be storm of grief, seems alarm
ng. Yet the elderly lady was
lot much disturbed by it. but
oothed the girl, and when a
mile shone on her fair face,
aid: Rose Trevillian, l am sur
'rised at you! Here you are
rying because You have two
'eaux and there's many a girl
lereabouts cries because she has
lot onem
To this she replies: so, Aunt
annette, no young lady ever had
NO sucn beaux in the world be-
ore! There's lawyer Fuljames,
I'D enough to be my father. and
ain enough to be a peacock!
IND there's poor Tom Hilton,
Vild enough and nonsensical
'noush to be in a nursery; though
les not a day less than twenty
hree! Whatever l am to do with
hem, ! don't know" And then
lose began to laugh in her very
way, and the old lady
aughed too.
Now while Rose and Aunt
Annette are exchanging con-
licences, we shall take occasion
Q recount somewhat of her life's
history. She is an orphan, her
ather had died about ten years
'etore the opening of this verac-
Gus narrative, when she was
eleven years of age. When Rose
vas an infant of but four years,
me had lost her mother. and The
title girl wondered often, wheth-
sr the dim memory of her moth
sfs sad face that came to her on
oaely nights, was a reality, or
he vision of a dream.
After the death of her father
> was adopted by her uncle,
ool. Effingham, whose handsome
residence we haye seen her leave
On this beautiful sprine morning.