The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1896-11-16

You will be recenciled to leave us when
the right man and right moment arrive, %
said Mrs Dysart. "You may not think SO
now; girls never do before they are really in
love. But in all probability the time will
come when, of your own wish and will you
Will go away from u.s.
Rose shook her head.
can't think so, mother. However, let
US talk on some more interesting subject
OF my being presented, for instance. Can
you picture me, colonel making my courtesy
shan't turn awkward and shy at the last
moment ought not, for as little girl, with
cunterpane in place Of train, have
pracuced my manner over and over again."
They all laughed.
mo, I scarcely think you will be shy,''
said Col. Clitheroe. Besides, the moment
makes the man, they say-so of course, it
The important day came. Rose Dysart
was simply, yet elegantly, dressed, and her
fresh young face won its fair share Of notice
tantes.
Then followed six weeks Of gayety; con-
certs, opera, dances, garden parties. riding
when her father decided to return to the
country before midsummer.
Everything seemed beautiful and endeared
6y absence. The trees had exchanged their
first freshness of tender green for the ripe
ness OF summer beauty; the hawthorn and
Dluebells were over and done with but the
follage OF the woods seemed lovely by con-
ne
Col. Chtheroe was to be one of the after
season guests at the Dysarts' country house;
he followed them within fortnight of the
departure from Elton place.
Was anything troubling him? Was he I'M
well? Those were the questions they asked
him., for he did not seem SO cheerful as
musing, SO that even the voice of Rose made
him start as one does who returns suddenly
from the land Of dreams to realty.
Inc fact was that he had promised to exc
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him.
Colonel bright-faced guardsman had
sala to him one day, cI'll tell you secret.
never care for another girl. Now, you and
my rather were boys together and you are
the Oldest friend possess in the world. Say
you infallible on every point; she has told
me herself that there is no one like you.''
Colonel CHtheroe worked vigorously at a
turf OF grass with the toe of his boot for some
moments before answering.
denly inquired.
get round to the point, there seems a diff
Guilty, but I would try my luck again and
again II 1 thought I might win Rose in the
end. Speak for me, won't you, colonel?"
IF favorable moment comes but dome
you" -O-
Hasn't she known you all her life, and
doesn't she think you worth any number of
young fellows put together?'' said Rawdon
The chief subject of conversation when wa
dance or when we sit out together seems to
be the projections Of Col. Clitehroe, and
I've had to tell her all l could think of about
you when the regiment was out In India
After exhausting facts try fiction, seeing
that it is the only way to win a smile and
the young fellow laughed.
The gray-haired man of six-and-forty was
thinking over this conversation as the train
carried him down to Sussex but he thought
Of 1t even more as soon as Rose, in her bright
young beauty, stood before him.
Harry HaWdon was good fellow enough,
but not good enough for the Dysarts' daugh-
ter! Who. indeed, would be worthy of such
wife?
Nevertheless" reflected the colonel, "I
school: | must do my best for Harry, and
one OF these days / will sound Rose on the
subject and get an idea Of the state of her
heart"
Opportunities of private chat were not DIFF
hcult to find.
Mr.. and Mrs. Dysart regarded Col. Clith-
eroe as sort of venerable friend with whom
Rose might be sent to walk talk or ride
without outraging even the narrowest no
lions Of propriety.
Yet the colonel felt shrinking from men
slres, and from speaking up for his many ex-
cellent qualities. He liked much better to
talk over dear old times" as Rose called
her golden days Of childhood.
Il must have been a positive nuisance to
you, wasn't /, cOlonel?" she said one day as
they paced side by side the terraced walk
while waiting the summons to breakfast.
Il know l was always running after you,
yet you never seemed cross and bored
Il should think not, indeed and the COLO
mel laughed. Your advances were so fat
ter1ng. | could not reckon up the times
you assured me you intention to marry me
when you grew big enough. All, child,' and
now smile followed the smile, 81 suppose
one of these days / shall stand among your
wedding guests-and l don't think | shall
enjoy that ceremony a Bit
You will never be guest" and now Rose
celofed yet held out her h mi a, Lravcly
as when she was "a child Colonel, l am
going to do something dread III, 7 suppose.
Peasn never tell anyone; and please say
no IT you would rather give hat answer
Eur ! am big enough now and 7 tel ycu
eNacIly what did when l was two years cid:
marry anyone.
And in that moment Colonai Clithrce knew
that though his hair was li9ntifullv Strcakcd
with gray and though his faae hal lines
on IT which nothing but the passage Of wears
can trace, he loved Rose Dysart as a man
loves cn'y once in a lifetime.
1t was only when he told Mr.. and Mrs.
bered Harry Rawdon's commission.
Never mind!' said Rose. your recon-
mendation of him as a husband would not
have been Of the slightest use I have loved
you first and last and always-ever since I
was two"
That is how there came to be young,
bright girl who, bearing the title of Mrs.
elderly husband one sunny Sunday to the
accompaniment of the church bells. Snow
in his midsummer in her face yet they
were happy, with happiness which is the
portion Of very few Of the men and women
whom the world considers well matched.