The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-03-16

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Rose, darling! I mock you! You
are unkind!'
"Unkind to youi AS if / would
not gladly give my life to save YOU
one moments pain! Unkind to
you, dear David! You do moi know
me. well, I can't help loving
you, you know, but that is all 1 ask
let me love you with all my heart
let me watch your coming and
going. Let us be the dear, dear
friends we have been, and when
you go away from here-why-why
you must go away some day, dear
David"
She turns from him as she speaks;
her little brown hands are pressed
tightly to her heaving breast, her
lips are blanched and set. She tries
to conceal the tears that we'll into
her eyes.
Rose" he whispers gently. Still
silence. He listens painfully to the
stiied sobs that wiring her bosom.
and his heart aches az, with a wild
cry of "David!" she falls sobbing
upon the rocky ledge of the cliff.
In a moment his arms are about her.
Rose, dear Rose, have I panied
you? Rose, dear, do you love me?"
Eyes"
II shall ask your hand of Bill. If
he gives you to me, will you comes
Rose, I love you sol Will you
Gomez"
eyes, David"
On the hard earth plot before
Pawnee Bills cabin Bill and the lad
Lodding are c%onversing in low Wits
pers.
"You know, Bill" LODI is saying,
Il never told you afore, but Rose
says as how she don't love me, save
as a friend, and, Bill, don't say moth
IN to the little girl. She can't help
1t, you know, no more nor I can helu
lovin her till I die. Then she's bot
ter nor me anyway. Master David
has made her take to book larnin,
and III
Bill seizes one of the brown, hard
hands of Lod in his, while with the
other the lad brushes the tears from
mis- eyes.
"There, they're coming down the
way now, Bill, and II must be
goin. You won't say nothin as how
Twas a fool and blubbered, will you,
Bill, and you won't be cross at the
little I'm, will you, Bill2 Good
byl"
The eyes OF love are keen, and as
Pawnee Bill kisses his little Roses
cpturned lips he perceives that the
great blue eyes are humid with
the remembrance of recent tears.
"Have you come back, little 'unf"
IS all he says, and he leads the way
into the little sitting room, which is
Roses especial charge.
81 say, Bill David commences,
'I've a great favor to ask of you"
"Now, Master David, what can
you be askin of me2 You have all
you want and g little over, I'm
thinkin."
mot quite all I want, Bill. There
is something I have not which 1
want very badly, and it is that for
which I've come to ask"
Roses face is red with bushes
and ii strange ioek is IL her eyes.
Bill looks kindly ct David, but the
gentle curves of mis- mouth have
grown to austere lines.
"Well, Master David" he says.
II want your little Rose for my
wife, Bill"
Bill does not start. Rose scans his
face eagerly.
Rose" Bill said tenderly, "come
here, little I'm. Do you love Master
David?"
eyes" The monosyllable is half
a sob.
$50 do I. little IN. If you was my
son, boy, I couldn't love you more
nor what I do. The love for my near
kin couldn't be dearer. You zee,
Master David, my Rose is a wild
prairie flower; she has nothin but
ner love 10 give you. Tell me in
your great home out east 'mong SER
ciety and fn'ries what will my little
Rose bes You see, I love you my
self, lad, and I could not let you do
this foolishness."
"But, Bill
"Let me talk some, Master David.
I'd be the last one who'd mar my
little girls happiness or yours, but
this I can't do-see her become your
wife. It wouldn't be fair TO you;
'twould pear as if we was takin a
advantage Of you, and b;meby, may
be, both on you would be sorry if
you married, and now, as it is, you
will bless me some day. You'll for
get each other',@
"Bill,, you don't know what you're
saying" David cries. Then there
was q profound silence in the room,