The Ravalli Republican., 1898-03-16

pie. ROSe, as she kisses her lathe
tenderly, places besi1e him the dain
ty collation. which it had ever beer
her loved task to prepare for and t,
carry to him. She smiles sweetly t
the grutf and grizZled miners abOu
her, who dotf their hats ana respond
obeerfully. ."...u@ .-..---.
The story Of the love of Rose anl
David had been whispered - bu
merely whispered-among them. re
thcm it was something strangely
holy, this wonderful love-it awed
them. They could not tell why
Lod was won't to look intently at
the coming and going Of David and
wonder perpleNedly why nature had
not made him such as he, that he
might have won Roses love. Still,
he loved the pale aristocrat, too,
and he vencrated his noble conduct
toward Rose and worshipcd Rose all
the moro for her sacrificing love for
David
Rose waves her hand blithely as,
ct some distance from her, David
dotfs his cap III greeting. Then those
who were watching her saw her face
suddenly whjten, a wild light dart
into her blue eyes, her hands to
clinch tightly, to stand hositatingly
for q second, and then to durt for
ward with lightning rapidity. There
is a sound as of something falling
heavily to the ground, man voice
shouts Master David!" a woman S
shrek, and tho voico Of David cries:
My God! Rose!'
Those who witnessed the hurried
scene floc]1ed to the place Of disaster,
the rest Of the miners following
wonderingly. Athwart the ground
a heavy wooden beam lies aslant:
close by the body of Rose, her head
horribly gashed, her slender hand
clutching tightly the loose blouse Of
David, who lies prone beside her
CONSCIOUSNESS, but uninjured), where
Roso had dragged him from the
reach Of the hand of death, offering
herself as satisfaction to the grim
ogre in David's stead. .@..
PaWnee Bill views the scene in 81
a,9nce. The still unconscious form Of
David is conveyed from the scene.
Hands, rough from laborious toiling,
gentle with love, stoop to lift the
PROSTATE form Of Rose.
Don't touch her, comrades, " Bill
says-his voice does not quaver, but
it is a tone deeper than usual that
task is mine"
He lifts the form tenderly, and
with his face pressed tightly to hers
white with the death tinge-he
moves onward.
The next day the body of Rose,
still in the last, calm sleep, lies in
humble state i'll the little sitting
room. Loving hands of kindly wo-
men have arrayed her daintily and
fastened q cluster Of wild bloom in
ler folded hands. Large sheaves of
blooms are about her, breathing
heir SORROW in Whiffs of perfumes
1pon the still air.
Beside the silent sleeper Pawnee
Bill sits; his hand covers caressing-
y the pale, folded hands of his lit
lie Rose. He looks neither around
1or about him; his glance is trans
liked with solroWful inrentness upon
he marble pale face before him. A
land is laid lightly upon his shoul-
er, voice whispers his name in
roEen accents, and David kneels be-
ldo the sorloWing father, his face
'urlod i'll his hands upon the old
mans knee, sobbing bitterly. Paw
zee Blll'surm steals lovingly around
he STOPPING form and gently strokes
he bowed head. =a
"Shes Soin from us Master
David, = he says in low voice.
David answers only with sobs "My
title girl died for you, Master Da-
id, but I'd We dono the same. MAY
G, anyhow, she's better off, for this
'as a rough old world for my little
H..
They watched together in silence;
'avid S head leaning sadly upon the
offin edge, the hand of Bill lovingly
Wined around him.
In the quiet churchyard that sleeps
the shadows Of the chapel room is
little grave, and at its head stands
heavy cross OF cleaning marble
Il which is carved the one word
Rose. - 1t is David's last gift to
sose.-San Francisco Post.
His Success.
II never had an article accepted.
e said Quietly. every man is
orn with q desire he cannot erat-
". It is part Of the discipline Of
fe."
But your earnings1n said.
1.-The earnings?" he repeated
nth a perplexiny smile. eyes, the
arnlngs. AS l told you, l wrote
aousands OF articles, and they were
IL rejected--all came back with
rlnted OF written notes Of thanks
otes from all over the world, some
them very odd, somo with well