The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1895-12-19

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as even she could wish"
In the morning as Austen May took his hat
to 90 out for the day. note futtered to the
ground. His cheerful face was pale ana
serious as he opened It.
CDR. MAY:-I would offer an apology. l
am unused to New York ways. Indeed
am as Peru with Chill, so used to battle
that kindness seems to me hrst as an am
bush. NooliA o' A-
Rosita 1t was strange he had never
thought to ask her given name. lie might
have guessed it. He remembered now fond
she was of humming, Mira flores! Mira
aoresi See the flowers! See the fowers!"
and how pathetic he had thought it when
She would stop herself and summon look
| of grave maturity to her face. HIS heart
| ached for her, and little for himself her
LONELINESS made her so unaPProachaole
Her note was prescription for his neart.
closely buttoned up upon 1t. but the "rlteI
withdrew from his horizon. Time his meals
his ingoings or outgoings when he would,
it never proved her time:
The DAYS passed, and it was the night be-
fore Christmas when he again met her: ne
had been thinking of her all day, feeling it
cold and dreary for her; wondering II that
ldetestable bluing had become sufficiently
popular to warrant her presence among the
Christmas shoppers. Something, he could
not tell what unless it was remembrance
of the offering of Tom Brown at Oxford to,
his lady-love. led him to invest in bunch
of heliotrope He neared home with it, in
haling it's fragrance through the paper
| wrapping He turned corner quickly, his
eyes upon his bundle, when he ran against
Rosita Nunez, who slipped upon the icy
walk and escaped falling by quick grasp
at an iron railing. A cry of pain escaped
her. An iron spike had entered the palm of
her hand. Austen May took the wounded
hand in his, though she would have hindered
him. and drew out his handkerchief to bind
it, 1t needed an application of snow first,
and a strip or two of plaster from his pocket,
but even that preparation seemed longer
than might be.
How could you" he said in angry tones,
though his touch was tender, and he knew
he spoke of necessary evil, "be so fool
hardy as to suppose you could get along
such a night without understand I'M
gloved, too?"
WELL" she said, with an embarrassed
laugh IL would have been prepared for
an ordinary steam-engine' for that always
Whistles"
He looked up at her under his eyebrows
for a moment. The wind was blowing her
hair about her forehead and color in her
cheeks, giving her the prettiness that pow
ertys repression had stolen from her youth
and grace. She went on nervously:
J But will not your bundle blow away?
1t seems to me to have the fragrance of
heliotrope; and do you know, that always
takes me back to Callao. That is our port,
and have sat in yacht there and had my
lap filled with heliotrope. 1t grows wild on
the mountains. and you can beg it from the
women who bring their flowers for the affairs
of Saint Rose of Lima"
"Saint Rose of Lima pitied the sorrows
of the poor, if she was rich herself did she
not?"
s.Whv wee
eff she had been poor, her own loneli-
ness would have made her quite blind to any
one ese's wouldn't it"
"Dr. May, your handkerchief is very
bad color. l must recommend my bluing;
or perhaps can have it Numbered properly
for you, to show my gratitude.
Her voice shook, and she stepped quickly
back as he released her hand.
"Thank you" he said, coolly. Don't
hurry about it., and, picking up his bundle,
left her.
She summoned up her courage to go early
to the evening table, as she had felt obliged
to return to the house. At her place lay
magnificent bunch of heliotrope. She was
the first on the scene. With hasty hand
she picked up the flowers, laid them across
the table at Austen Mays place, and fled.
A few moments more and she was ashamed.
The noise of voices came loudly from the
room, and she thought to slip in by un-
its doors DR.. May entered the other with the
helotrope in his hand. She turned, but the
door had closed behind her with a catch she
could not move. DR.. May. appearing not to
see her, leaned against the other door,
. Voices came clearly through transom
above
of MAY has been reminded of the pro-
in prieties, fancy. Probably by the inam-
y. orata herself"
At "Doub tless. Pity if there should be
misunderstanding. It's my opinion she
hit knows more about flirting than he. if she
ed suspects him of it. When May gets heart
wound he's the kind to keep it, you NAV be
all sure"
ng "Oh, yes; these blond, gay fellows al
ways do. Nobody knows the trouble I've
:, seen Pass the provisions, will you, you
lily black-haired Lothario. Mays the lone
lu- soonest orphan l know, but who'd believe
for it?"
Rosita's face was crimson with shame and
in confusion. She touched the doctors arm.
bic ''Won you manage the knob for me p
IN. she cried under her breath.
he She turned on the sill and pointed to the
led flowers in his hand.
id, Twill you give me back few of those7"
We she said. :" for Christmas
lsy do you know that would mean now
that you must give me up your Bottoms
ed bluing?" he said, looking down at her
3D. gravely.
You are very, very rude" she cried,
ace speeding away from him.
A while after, as he sat alone at the din
i'd, ing table, she appeared before him
do II can spare you half the sample box Of
We bluing," she said "You must wait for the
"" rest"
II He started to his feet.
cru "You cannot expect me to take it across
ne. the table," he cried THAT is too much
pie like an ambush, you know"
rem will wait for you till you come round
&C. the table" she said, courageously. but an