The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1897-04-09

had been tearing to pieces. In my pas
sion, a little spray " hawthorne he
had given me earlier Ia the day. had
pulled OF the leaves one by one. and
when he left me the bare stem was
left In my hand. with one leaf only re-
naming. See. here II IL. the last relic
Of my FIRST and last love. God grant
that In your whole life. my Ruth, you
may never weep such tears a. l have
wept over that one faded leaf"
She opened the little red prayer
book In her lap and showed me, hid
den In a Tissue paper pocket, the yell
low hawthorne leaf
"This little book" she said. was
Edwards Gift to me. and this old dry
leaf Ia my only relic Of the day when
we parted In the wood. never TO meet
again In this world. Stay. l have one
more treasure. sect"
She drew from her bosom quaint
old locket and put It In my hand. It
was miniature painting representing
young man in an old-fashloncd naval
costume. II was handsome face. but
stern and proud looking. and could
very well believe that the original
would have behaved as Aunt Ilctty
had described.
But did you really part like that,
auntieY" | said. Did you never see
him AGAIN."
Never. fc did not 30 back TO the
picnic party. but Joined an outward
bound ship the next day. leaving a
brief note for my mother. stating that
we had fortunately found out In time
that we were unsuitcd to each other
and had. therefore. by mutual consent
put an end TO our engagement"
But that was very cruel auntlo."
II thought 80 then. Perhaps II was
a little; but aftcrward blamed my
self far moro than him. had given
tho proyocation: and knew In my
heart OF hearts that one word OF re-
grot on my part would have made all
right between us. But was too proud
to say II. | let him go with my eyes
opened. and | have been justly pun
ished."
But have you never heard from him
since. dear auntlo7"
"onco or twice. but only indirectly
lie had no relatives in our part OF the
country. / know that he gave up the
sea and obtained commission II
some Indiana regiment. When last
heard OF him he was a captain. bu
that Ia many years ago. and do no
know whether he ID alive or dead. 81
ends my poor little romance. There 4
one thing l should like to ask. Ruth
and that Is partly why ! have told yol
my story. You have seon my relies
They have been my greatest troasur,
In life, and l should like them put II
my coffin when die. VIII you remem
Der this. dear7"
= / could not answer for tears. but
b kissed her hand and she was content
, Two months ago. tired OF our hum
drum country life. auntle and l re
8 solved to visit foreign parts. Accord
I ingly. We went TO Boulogne and tool
/, up our abode In quiet boarding.
p house In the Rue dos vielllards Their
I were a good many yialtDrs staying 4
q the house. but they were mostly 4
4 families or parties, and we did no
J. mlngle with them. Our yls-a-yis a
: table was a tall gentleman OF soldierl
= appearance. who was always spoken q
aa the major When he ventured {
J, address an order to the waiting maid
q In French. the difficulties he got int
| were dreadful. and he always ende
n by getting angry with himself an
them. ycntured TO help him out OF
= difficulty once or twice. and In thI
d manner a slight acquaintance sprun
II up between us. II had. however. gon
n no farther than a friendly nod or a n