The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1900-09-14
SIR JASPER;S GENEROSITY.

The band WAS playing "a $'i1n:iier
Night in Munich.' ONT ")n the terrace
ruloytA lights, hung like globes ut fire.
and seats. ,unnilEly placed in secluded
EvrnrrS, invited repuse to dancers. There
in the uuivering moonlight, stood Rose
mary Maitland. Her companion looked
az the sweet face half turned away fluh
him. Presently he spoke.
.sA. AZ may be 4 long, long time. he said.
softly. And the music >ii,h away into Il
distant ccllo it seemed OF pain. :'Will
YOU spare Il Thought for me Somctim">:"
i : hall often think Of Nv'l.' >ll" am
severed. simply.
"Niu You gave me Il huwrr:' .he sai.i.
and turned 10 the tluWrr-unrder, filled
with quaint, ulEtn>llUlitG piAltS"-ln VEN
d'r "h"y 's-!ovr,' "halnl' and a host iof
others.
"Nha Vri1ll YOU likr?" she asked.
And then with Il su'l,itn Impulse she
and offered it to him.
1h"r'S rosemary. for remembrance,
she said. 4 it'll" IN steadily.
And as jim Duncan tool; the little
pun3rnt smelling sprj% he kept tn" ham!
in his. Surely the hour Was co!:ir.
"K"~rmary, he said: "!to$rmary. VIII
vou r:mrln',,>r me: / love YOU. DarIin@.
wont ven speak to me-
"N hat 60 y"n want me to >;,E:' she
whispered, and the light in her *Wrr,
blue eyes was T;i;:" enough for Jim Dun
can. for ne took h'.i' iii his strong arms,
and n'ul:l;:lrrl all those sweet things
which <-,::,l: with all ll,. force Of first
love.
1T n"y BIZ emily a year, ne said. ''o:' it
may j." !'n~"r. an You wait 50 long
ttrSJMary:'
l!"r an*Wrr SPOKEN softly "n""%h, w;'~
II ::]A1'I keep !l;is, he xui:l. putting the.
little green >priG carefully away in his
pocket. And when am far away. .lar-
ling, that will tell ne Of 'Koscniary,' fer
remembrance.
'E':St,Go!y: Rosemary: Where are
you, rhilI?'
\ tall, ,!arN7cyrd wonan stood 5l,r<iJr
ti1rEl, he" S?1'&ny SATIN train >Wrrnin:;
Eyer the grass; diamonds -iittrrci iii
rye: "r" going n"w~ ,}ca;.," she said,
locking krcnly" at 1tn>tMary.
"1>h. is Thai YOU, Nr: DUncan: S.
you are really going ahrvad:'
"lcs for y isar: e Hope: not n>rrr.~
! shall hope To- come and see You before
we sail Mrs: Maitland"
{: 1--WE should have been! deli: h'rd t"'srt
I you.'- she sai'r, tut am afraid ~
]ravr town tomert44~ ~for the country
COME Ko>rmary.'
SA,: swept AWAY. ful'owrd by ncr
daughter: and as they stood in the lril-
! lion1ly-li%hlrd .~h;fu, .)in found tune to
whisper a last ,goudby in: Rosemary $
| ear.
"Gnolly darling..' he WHISPERED as he
put her. soft, furry cloak over her Shout
d"rs. II shall write to the colonel. and
YOU. too. Tell me- You love me- Dearest
"Y"u know do, .iln'
! Mrs. Maitland glanced curionsly ut her
daughter as she sat still and silent in the
corner Of the hroug]lam.
"SiI]y chilI.' she reflected "Thank
heaven, was in time to nip the thing
in the bud"
She said nothing. however, to Rose
silence.
It was 4 week later.
Rosemary still watched fcycrishly for
the postEan, happily unconscious Of the
fact that Mrs. Maitland had had also a
deep interest in the posthoX and it's con-
| tents, for one morning she had, on care
fully examining the pestboX, selected
two letters, one addressed to Col. Matt
land and the other to Rosemary These
she put in her pocket for further exam
inatlon after which they found last
resting place in the fire
"1I'm! Troops sailed yesterday tor the
Capr,' observed the colonel one morning
ut breakfast ''lIailo. Young duncan
went out, see. Did you kl}ow he was
going Grace?'
Mrs. Majt(and opened the =. Morning
Post indiffcrently.
Young duncan? Yes. I knew he