The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1897-04-17
HERO AND HEROINE.


with deep sigh of discomfort. "Im pref
ty enough, I'm sure" casting an appro
cintive glance at the mirror opposite, in
which her piquant face and curling golden
hair were plcasingly reflected "but moth
ing ever happcns-nothing ever will hap
pen either so far as | can scc-that has the
least bit of romance in it, just this same
old humdrum life. Pm tired and sick of
it. If something startling would only oc-
curt If could even fall desperately in love
with some onc"-
Here the low, discontinued murmur of
Roses voice ceased and u faint blush
crGpt into her pretty checks as her
thoughts drifted away toward a certain
"some one' who had never formed part
of that humdrum life of which she had so
often and so bitterly complained.
Rose had numberlcss admirers, as the
prettiest girl in the village always will
have, and she could recall an almost equal
number of flirtations which had served to
brighten the monotony of her village life.
But they were tame affairs. Her heart
had never been really interested for mo-
ment.
AS for the grand passion, Rose knew
nothing of 1t save in her day dreams and
in the pages of her favorite novels.
and declared her conviction that there IL
no such thing as love in real life
But of late pretty Rose had secretly be-
| gun to entertain u somewhat differcn-
opinion on that subject.
A handsome intellectual face and a pal,
of laughing brown eyes were the direc
causes of her change of heart.
Yet their owner seemed in no haste to
enroll himself on the list of her admirers
| Indeed, Rose knew him only by sight, for
| Wilbur Severance was a stranger in the
village. She had seen him in church two
or three times, and occasionally on tho
street, but he had never sought an intro
duction to the belle of the place, and be-
yond n passing glance of admiration had
not evinced any special notice of her at
fractions.
Perhaps that was the very thing which
had awakened Roses interest in him. At
all events, she often caught herself dream
ing of those handsome brown eyes and
wondering what she should say if Mr. Sew
GRANGE were ever to tell her the story of
love which she had so often heard from
other lips
But there was little danger of that APP
parcntly. Rose bit her lip in chagrin as
that thought forced itself upon her, even
image in the mirror, and catching up hei
wide brimmed garden hat she suddenly
quilted the room and the house, and Went
hurrying down the path with II kind OF
desperate determination in her heart t.
get away from the dizziness of everyday
existence and wiring an adventure of some
sort from the unwilling hands of fate.
"I'll go down to the river" she said aft
er q moment of indecison at the gate
land if l can find boat I'll row about il
the most dangerous places can find. Ant
l hope something will happen. But il
won't" she added sarcastically, "unless
upset the boat on purpose"
Turning into the winding road that lee
out of the village, she soon came to thu
river and found fragile shell of II boa
dancing at anchor on the waves, as if lief
there by fate for her especial use.
Rose unfastencd the chain and was soor
shooting swiftly down the stream, keep
ing time with her oars to her own restless
thoughts
All at once sound, breaking the still
ness of the scene, drew her attention to tin
shore, and with that glance Roses hear
) gave mad bound and then seemed to stol
beating, for there on the bank, only few
feet distant, busly arranging a pile o
, fishing tackle, sat the hero of her presen
thoughts 1.-The handsome stranger with tn
laughing brown eyes.
And they were quietly laughing at he
now, Rose thought as u blush of confu
sion dyed her checks
{ The sudden start she gave jostled one o
the oars out of her grasp, and, reaching +
recover it, the something" which sh
had so recklcssly wished for happened, fo
= the next instant, to her disgust, she fOun
herself overheard and laundering about il
the water, looking as little like her idea
heroine as could well be imagined.
Mr. Severance FASTENED at once to he
rescue, and when he had brought her, pal
and exhausted to the shore Rose, glancin;
shyly upward saw those brown eyes m
longer laughing mt her, but full of II gray
anxiety that thrilled her heart.
Il am not at all injured" she said, re
plying to that look, land l hope my boa
isn't, for l must try my luck with it agail
by starting home at once"
"But your strength is quite exhausted,
he said decidedly, as she rose slowly to he
feet 81 shall row you back to the poin
from which you started, and then, if yo
will permit me- / shall accompany you
your home L. really think it unsafe fu
you to go alone" he added, seeing tn
tide of crimson that swept back suddenl
D to her white checks.
Rose offered but faint objections, an
thus began the acquaintance which wa
destined to prove so eventful to both.
!, And Rose was happy.
1t was just in the flush of her happines
= that Rose met at IL village hotel, who's
landlady's daughter was one of her friends
: a lady who had come there hoping to IT
gain her lost health.
Pale and delicate, but still very lovely
was Caryl Stewart, and very soon she an
the village belle were fast friends.
My physicians say that my ailment
consumption, said Caryl Stewart ON
day, smiling slow, sad smile that wen
straight to Roses heart, but l know BET
ter than they, Rose. l know that am dy
D ing of breaking heart. Some day | wi
D tell you. You will come in again tomol
row." she questioned, lifting her dar
eyes with wistful look.
"Oh, yes, returned Rose, with a brigl
smile. 81 will come in any day-eyer