The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1896-11-14
YOU wILL NEvER BE A GuEsr."

YOU WILL NEVER BE A GUEST"
I've had to tell her all could think Of
about you when the regiment was out
in India. After eXhausting facts, 1 try
fiction, seeing that il is the only way to
win a smile" and the young fellow
laughed.
The grny-haired man of six-and-forty
was thinking over this conversation as
the train carried him down TO Sussex;
but he thought Of it even more as soon
as Rose, in her bright young beauty,
stood before him.
Harry Rawdon was good enough
fellow, but not good enough for the
Dysarts' daughterl Who, indeed,
would be worthy such wife?
Nevertheless" reflected the colonel,
81 knew his father when we were both
boys at school. 1 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 difficult TO find.
Mr.. and Mrs. Dysart regarded Col
Clitheroe as sort OF venerable friend
with whom Rose might be sent TO walk,
talk, or ride, without outraging oven
the narrowest notions OF propiiety.
Yet the colonel felt shrinking from
mentioning the subject of young Eaw-
don's desires, and from speaking up
for his many excellent qualities. lie
liked much better TO talk over dear
old times" as Rose called her golden
days OF childhood.
81 must have been positive nuisance
10 you, wasn't /, colonel?" she said one
day rs they paced side by side the ter
raced walk, while waiting the sum
mons for breakfast. 81 know / was
always running after you, yet you
never seemed cross and bored"
II should think not, indeed" and the
colonel laughed. "Your advances were
so hattering. / could not reckon up
the times you assured me your inten-
ton to marry me when you grew big
enough. All, child" and now Il sigh
followed the smile. 81 suppose one OF
these days l shall stand among your
wedding guests-and / don't think I
shall enjoy that ceremony one Bit
you will never be n guest" and cow
Rose coored, yet held out her hand as
bravcly as when she was child.
Colonel! / am going TO do something
dreadful, l suppose. Please never tell
anyone, and please say mo- IL you
would rather give that answer. But
am big enough now, and l tell yon ex-
actly what did when ! was two ycnrs
old-I'llmarry you'-or 1 shall certain
~ never marry anyone"
And i'm that moment Col. Clitheroe
knew that, though his hair was plrnti-
fully streaked with gray, and though
his face had lines ON IL which nothing
but the passage OF years can trace. he
loved Rose Dysart as a man loves only
once in n lifetime.
II was only when he told Mr.. and Mrs.
Dysart of his good fortune that he re-
membered Harry Rawdon's commits
SION.
"Never mindl" said Rose. "Your rec
would not have been OF the slightest
use. have loved you first and last and
always--evcr since I was two"
That Is how there came 90 be n
young. bright girl who. bearing ihe
title Of Mrs. Col. Clitheroc, walked 10y
the side OF her elderly husband enc
sunny Sunday TO the accompaniment Of
the church bells. Snow in his hair-
summer in her face. yet they were
happy. with n happiness which Is the
portion of very few men and women
whom the world considers WE'LL
matched. Household Words.
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