The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-01-25

/ ing out little bits OF scenery TO the
colonel, who. fully occupied. could only
glance at them out Of the corner Of his
eye and mutter beautiful"
There were houses here and there,
showing through trees dimly. as be-
came country mansions. Mrs. Kenne-
dy did not omit TO take note of these.
do you see Castle Whin7' she said
TT Is quite deserted now since Sir
James went abroad He has been fire.
quenting some foreign bath place for
his gout am sure 1t must be Monte
Carlo. really-because he was always
rakish. He was an old admirer OF
mine. by the way"
She laughed, a little high pitched
laugh. and kissed her hand 10 the
chimneys Of Castle Whin. Then she
looked behind graciously.
"My dear Rose, are you comforta-
ble?"
They turned in at the gate. and the
colonel made a pretty speech. Mrs.
Kennedy skipped mp the steps. express
ing her curiosity to see the wonder
ful trophies OF his adventures.
Il shall be delighted. II it will not
bore you" said the colonel. courteous
~
Rosebud rolled up her gloves and
ran out into the garden to fil her
hands with flowers from the dear old
untidy home. She could hear the colo
mel throw up the windows to let Mrs.
Kennedy see the view, and she could
hear her mother-in-law making excla-
nations in a young and affected voice.
But the flowers, the familiar flowers,
were smiling up. and Rosebud forgot
everything else. bending eagerly over
the borders.
The colonel was taking Mrs. Ken
nedy all over the house, sparing her
no tiger story, no pig sticking tale.
There was only one door that he did
not unlock, walking past 1t hastily
"And this?" inquired the visitor in
passing; but he did not seem to hear
Lastly, he invited her to behold his
study. and the treasure it contained.
What a delightful room" said Mrs.
Kennedy, sinking deep into a shabby
old leather chair She was slightly
fatigued by her royal progress from
room to room, although she did not
show it. as her color was not able to
come and go.
The colonel looked wistfully around
his den.
"A few little touches would make II
charming" went on Mrs Kennedy.
AT present it gives too much of
brown effect. A lighter faper-and art
serge drapery- and a few frilled cush-
ions. would make It lovely. And then
these old swords want polishing.
Whom have I to do that for me?"
said the colonel suddenly, leaning
against the oak mantelpiece, grizzled
and brown as himself. Il am only a
solitary old soldier, as rusty as my
swords, and who would take pity on
me in the kind way you suggest?
have nobody to-ah--frill my cush-
ions"
Rosebud's mother-in-law sighed gin
gerly and said nothing. The blush
was fixed IN her cheek
The tea-table was brought in. Rose
waited making her flowers into
punches, and rubbing the roses against
her cheeks. The other two we're long.
Perhaps the colonel was wearying out
her mother-in-law with his old In
dian stories-and then Mrs Kennedy
would be tired and cross and she would
suffer Oh. II only she and Archie
could have a home to themselvesi No
house could be big enough for them as
she had discovered IT, was OF no use
bOthering Archie; poor Archie, who
could not help 1t and who must not
know that his little wife was unhap-
py. that she could hardly bear the ty-
ranny Of his own mother She
was not sorry-oh, no. she dared not
imagine she regretted having persuaI-
ed the colonel not to make them wait
he had said that it would be better
for them to marry when Arches sue
cess had made his position as good as
his BIRTH he had looked higher for his
little Rose. But she had been wilful
and had got her way, and-oh. she was
not, would not be sorry. But IL was
very hard
Her mother-in-laW came IN, follow
ed BY the colonel who shut the door
4 have some news for you. Rose"
said he, standing awkardiy in front
Of his daughter Mrs. Kennedy has
done me the honor to promise to be
my wife"
"Oh. papa"
Rose had succeeded IN getting one
minute alone with her father. and out
came the reproach that had until then
been only ID her eyes,
Aren't you glad. little one2' said
the colonel
@Clad7" repeated Rose with a gasp.
She had not thought Of herseif-she
could not stop to consider her onw ar
fai-s. Only she thought OF a white
stone cross with "Untl the Day Break"
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