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

The band WAS r1aying "a Skinner
Night in, Munich? Ont ron the: terraces
colored lights, hung like, globes. at fire.
and seats. c'1nningE placed in secluded
90 corners, invited lepose to- dancers THERE
*mary Maitland Her con>palnion: looked
az: the sweet face half turned away f1Ulh
Presently he sp9ke.. ~. 49,.
1t may be 4 long long time" he said
softly. And the music died AWAY into Il
distant ccho-it seemed OF pain. ..;'Will
yurr~xpare Il thought for me sometimes? ~
~ shal! often think OF you" she an
"Will Xon gave me a .fowrr:" ,hc said
and turned to the ilower- Uorder, filled
with quaint, 0ltifaShi0nct piants-avch-
der, boy Shove, balm and: a host Jof
others.
what v6ul,l YOU likc?' she asked.
And then with 4 sudden Impulse she
ndxntlered it to him.
"Hh:rc's rosemary. for remembrance, :"
sht~said, little unSttau;ly.
And as jim Duncan took the little
punscnt smelling sprjg he kept the hand
in hi! his. Surely the hour was come.
YOU remember me? love you. Darling,
Won t YOU speak to me:'
Nv hat 90 you want me to Say:' she
Whislcred, and the light in her sweet
blUe2tycs was quite enough for Jim Dun
can, for he took her iii his strong arms,
and .nlurnurcl all those sweet things
Whith ccnc with all the force OF first
love-; =: 800,
1t may Ic only a. year, he said, ''or it
may, be longer. iii You wait So long,
kosflmary?'
Her 2n*wSr spoken softly enough, was
=. II shall keep this he suid, putting the
httlc green sprig: carefully away in hi;
pocket "And when | am far AWAY, 1ar-
ling that will tell me Of Kuselnary,' for
v@ ;:FS SS;;S$;y Rosemary: where oft
A tall, dark7qyed woman stood beside
t6enl, hey shetny satin train sWcCpinc
SNet sahc grass; diamonds y1ittcrcd in
her ,halr. go " ~
1--WE are going noWr deaT,Ii she said,
LOCKING kcenIy at. Rosemary ------------,.-
ives, for a tfSr; Il {HdSf; not morc.~.1
1--we sho{1ld have been Delighted 10 soc
Hou,N she said, but am" afraid g.
leaIvc town tomesFe%s%fer the coun!rX
Come, Rosemary" :, "
.3~ShS,: swept, hwaay. followed by her
y-lightehsshaH, .)ilas found time to
whisper a:::last ssoQ4by..+* ins Rosemary
ear.
"Gooqby, ilarling!"' lie WHISPERED as he
put her. soft, furry cloak oyer her Shout
dcrs. II shall write to the colonel, and
you; too, re len me- y9u i9ye me, dearest' .
Mrs. Maitland glanced curioilsly at her
daughter as she sat still and silent in the
corner of the brOugliam -
SILLY child" she reflected. "Thank
heaven, | was in time to nip the thing
in the bud -
She said nothing, however, to Rose
mary on the subject, and they parted il
silence. ''''
It was q week later.
Rosemary STILL watched feyerishly for
the postman, happily unconscious Of the
fact that Mrs. Maitland had had also a
deep interest in the postbox and its con
tents, for one morning she had, on care
fully examining, the postbox, selected
two letters, one. addressed to Col. Matt:
land and the other to Rosemary. These
she sput in her pocket for further exam
nation, after which they found a. last
resting place in the fire. " '''f
''H'm! Troops sailed yesterday for the
Cape,' observed the colonel one morning
ut breakfas *'Hallo! Young Duncan
going, Grace?'' ~ -: '.,'!' nv" >? 40
M! Ms: Mq{tEq3d opened' the ,M rhing
Young Duncan? Yes. I knew he