The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1903-07-31
A Love Story
BY ANNA WEBER

7 and then nothing comes of it. Life is
| bitterly hard. Perhaps God means that
we shall be very unhappy most of the
time, so that we shall get to be good
sooner.
But the next day Rosalie wrote a
note in cipher saying that she could
come over after school. That day the
world shook hands with Jessie and
danced with her along the way.
A week later she said again that she
could come over and study geography.
Lillian looked at Rosalie
I'VE don't study together any more"
she said to Jessie. Did not you know
that?" In fact, it was arithmetic they
studied together now.
The next day Rosalie stayed after
school to help the teacher. She's al
ways doing something lovely" thought
Jessie. She looked around for Lillian,
but could not see her She walked
down the path very, very Slowly, hop
ing Rosalie would catch up. Then she
waited at the gate, but Rosalie did not
come
She'll be very pale tomorrow"
thought Jessie, as she at last turned
away alone. The next day they all
walked home together arm in arm, but
the next Lillian had to stay to arrange
her books. Rosalie waited for her.
Don't you wait" she said to Jessie;
two don't need to, and 1 will"
The next day Rosalie forgot some
thing and went back to look for it,
The other two waited for a while at
the gate, then Lillian went back to
look for Resale. Jessie waited little
longer then she went to look but there
was no one in the building
After that Rosalie stayed after school
every day. At first Lillian did not wait,
then she did.
A sense of great unworthiness deep
ened each day in Jessie, as she went
down the walk alone. "SHE was so
lovely rear | forgot to be good"
1t was almost more than human
strength could bear to walk home
alone. One day she waited behind the
school until they had come out to-
gether. Then she ran across the fields
and came up to Rosalie alone, near her
house.
Resale, don't you like me any
more" cried the little girl
We're tired of you always hanging,
around" said Rosalie
The little girl turned back, sobbing
as she ran: she might have told me
so before! She might have told me so
before!"
Whether it was three weeks or three
years that now passed is "a matter of
very long time. Sorrow ages a person,
and she was quite changed Some
times she forgot all when she was
reading or playing ball, but later she
remembered again. At night she al
ways remembered.
One night she could not sleep. Every
now and then she would get up and
look out of the window to see if it was
not morning, until at last about 10
o'clock she cried herself to sleep.
School was over and a very long
time passed. One day Jessie was walk
ing along the street when she heard
some one running behind her She
turned and saw Rosalie. Rosalie had
bunch of flowers in her hand.
Don't you want one?" she asked,
Jessie took it and they walked side by
side. After minute Jessie turned to
ROsalie.
Can you ever forgive me?" she
asked in whisper her lips trembling.
Rosalie was deeply moved She
threw her arms around Jessie and
kissed her. of course I cam" she
cried.
They walked on with their arms
around each others waists. Jessie did
not speak. There are no words for
such things. For she knew now that
they were intimate friends forever.