Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-03-16
MISS PoLLARD's STORY.
The HystericaI Romance She Wrote az
Girl TO Her SchooImate.

HoHaru IN January, lss4, when they were
schoolmates at the Wesleyan College. The
substance OF the letter has been given in
The Star. 1t inclosed a SCHOOLGIRL story,
written by Miss Pollard, under the title, "A
Prophecy" Miss Pollard expressed In the
letter her girlish ambition to become an
authoress. The story was as follows:
Yes. / will give this religion up. I can
not be true to il and myself too; bothered.
yes, / am, and mean to go round and talk
with DR. Brown about it, So saying pretty
Joe covered his curly head with a most
becoming little hat and strided down q
prominent avenue of the smoky city.
Upon reaching a roomylooking mansion
he raised the knocker and was soon in
vited in by a sunny-faced. fair-haired
child of some twelve or thirteen years.
While Joe talks with the doctor let US
take a peep into his former life that you
may understand his Grand. His parents
are both starchy Catholics. and so de-
voted to the religion they dedicated two OF
their sons to the church. At eighteen Joe
Irving was master of four languages, and
entirely too bright to live as the priests
must live, for. you see he had been edu-
Gated Tor that purpose. Once. upon going
to Protestant Sunday school he noticed
things being done that he knew nothing OF,
]
ligion he shook the chains Of Catholicism,
said goodbye TO home, and went as tutor
for DIR. Browns five children. 1t was In
DR.. Browns church that he first saw a ray
OF light, and IL was while 1 was telling
you Of his past life that they doctor ana
joe laid the plan for the future Three
yeas passed away, and Joe still at his
post as tutor. As he schooled the minds OF
the children and the young man Of the
family, he also trained the heart OF the
gentle blue-eyed Lenore to look TO him for
help and consolation in the hour OF trouble
and TO turn as a flower turns to the sun to
smile and reflect the joy she felt Twas
the night of her sixteenth birthday, ana
the house was brilliantly lighted, for to-
night party grand and gay was to be
the latter part of the following week the
family of Browns Uoe included were 10
leave Pfttsburg for Cincinnati where DR.
Brown had accepted the position as presi-
gent or the Wesleyan College. Oh! Yes;
Joe was going too, and to occupy the very
! languages"
In little ante-room stands our fair
haired Lenore. gazing vacantly through
the WINDOW; presently she is reused from
her pensive mood by hand being laid on
her shoulder. Lenore." began Joe. Il had
the strangest Of dreams last night I
thought i saw you reigning queen Of q
kingdom of books. and a pair Of eyes be-
longing TO member of the harsher sex lit
up the gorgeous apartment, and l. like the
poor samaritan, stood outside the door"
suddenly that wonderful structure OF
knowledge crumbled away to a heap of
dust. and with this hand of yours thought
i started out to face the world and ali her
woes"
Why. Joe. what a funny dream; nov, n
We're superstitious. / might feel bad; but
as dreams have ceased to contain a mean
ing, guess we need fear nothing, and hope
but little"
"Lenore. do you ever feel that a great
bar of ice is going to come between us some
day? / call IL ice. for have a presentiment
IL VIII melt away. There is the bell, ana
l. must rush up those stairs and prepare
my evening toilet. must / not little one?
Kiss me once and / can tie neckties for q
l prince. There, now; what a darling of q
girl you are. 1 often feel like flying IN the
face of destiny and defying her to place
/ an obstruction in our place of life and hap
piness.'
/ AS he goes from the room all wears the
! appearance of a deserted castle or a BRIGHT
day without the sun.
Come what will, know I will never love
! anyone like do Joe, for / am in a state q
heavenly blissfulness when ne is here and
/ miserably wretched when he is out OF nv
sight for only a minute. The party was 9
grand success and our pair OF lovers are
/ now out on deck the Dan Taylor waving
adieus to the host of frienis who accom-
panied them to the landing. Joe is a gem
from the Rhineland, and consequently pos-
sesses a most jealous and impulsiye ma
/ ture, and for the same gentleman TO look
at his Lenore, as he calls her, while his
heart sings ditto, he almost dies OF jealous
rage. This is the first Sunday for DR..
Browns family in Cincinnati, but notwfth.
/ standing they go round TO ST. Paurs Metho.
I dist Episcopal Church. and then and there
Leaore sees Roy Keep. This means Wes-
sic, that long time has transplred since
You met him: X. i mean.
Tonight is the GROWING event OF the life
of two of our heroes, for since the "Shcep.
skin" is laid by and her honors proclaim
ed, for 1t was tonight Lenore read the vale
dictory over the class of twenty sister
graduates. In the great saloon parlor are
garlands arranged for a luptial feast and
as the airy fairy bridesmaids fit through
the door. one person holds his breath rather
than sees the presence of Lenore and Roy.
Years have passed away, and as good
Mamma Brown oversees the arranging Of
her widowed daughters rooms, her heart
beats almost audibly as she thinks OF the
gallant son who sleeps beneath the grassy
mound o'ershadowed by a sweet magnolia
tree, and where the southern songste-s nit
througn ITS branches and MARBLE their
sweet refrains from early morn until dusky
eve. As Joe sits I'm his room gazing on HE
treasures from the east, west, north, but
not south. for he hated the south. a thought
ran uemblingly through his mind. Maybe
/ II is not too late to call her mind. Oh, but
the proud naughty spirit bends and wanee
at loves command, and although he had
vowed scores OF times to himself he would
never entertain a kind thought for '.hio
| lost Lenore," he was right now trying 10
| nerve himself to meet her and her SON. I'M
son. Oh! think 1 could meet her coolly
| and like i did in years of yore IL it were
not Tor young Roy. Why must I live
through all this. Oh. II 1 could only Die.
but dare not; God help me TO bear all 1
have to bear"
The carriage has stopped and its occu.
pants have alighted. OH now the merry
voices ring in the hall and he sound "
her voice floats up the stairs and through
the transom of his room. SnatchiaS open
the door he rushes mady down The steps
TO be met on the first landing by his Lee
more. a glance is exchanged and then q
ferNent thank God breaks from his lipS
as he clasps her to his careworn but none
the less loving heart. A storm OF tears
1 drives away the stony meeting each haa
prepared for the other. and when they de-
seconded to the dining hall that night I
| think her face was free from care as hjo
was nom the usual stony Expression that
was to be seen there. Little Roy Was a per-
feet pet for all but Joe. and aard as ne
tried to become familiar with the child Just
SO often did his sunny face recsll the Roy
of old, who robbed him OF his boarded treas
ure; but when little Roy's han.is were clasp
| ed on his still bosom (the whoopinS cough
having claimed the sunny chilli as his VIC
TIM he bitterly reproached himself and low
ed the now marble form Of the child OF hio
4 bitterest enemy.
! Today you might peep into the parlor ana
see preparations for another feast, for Joe
is going to claim Lenore for his very own
today. AS they enter the parlor ,rany ad-
1 g..e..