The pioneer-review. [volume] (Philip, Haakon County, S.D.) 1920-current, 1920-08-26
A WILD ROSE.
By ALvAH J. GARTH.

"A lady to see you, sir" spoke Susan
Dodge, the old housekeeper; two OF
them In fact--mother and daughter,
think"
Professor Albion Dacre lifted his
eyes from his book with surprise. al
most concern In his timid eye.
.If ii Is subscription or some
thing Of that sort, you might attend
to it, Susan" suggested her employer.
u don't think it Is anything OF that
kind, SIR explained Susan. The
elder lady said something about wish
Ing to talk to you about the young
lady,"
very well: show them in" directed
the professor. although he rather re-
scented any intrusion upon his dearly
loved solitude.
II am Mrs. Eunice Ward" spoke
trained, even voice, and matroniy
appearing lady with a refined cast of
feature introduced herself. This is
my niece, Miss Gloria Tresham."
Professor Dacre courteously ac-
knowledged the greeting Of the elder
lady. AS he fixed his eyes upon her
companion, 1T seemed as though the
latter had brought into the staid. We'll
governed house the very essence OF
youth, beauty, breath of the forest
or the sea, free, unrestrained, an In
definable spiritual something that
caused the professor to feel as If this
lovely creature was quite of another
world.
Mrs. Ward was brief, concise and
practical. I'VE have just moved into
the house diagonally back of yours"
she said
"Ahl then we are neighbors?' OBJ
served the Professor.
my niece, Gloria" proceeded Mrs.
Ward, '.has been brought up for eight
cen years in the remote wilderness.
When her mother died my brother
went into seclusion, taking his only
child to share it. Gloria has been
brought up among natures solitudes
She has had music, reading, the de-
} voted love of her father In her hermit
like secIusion, comfort, even luxuries,
but no outside companionship. When
my brother died / FASTENED to assume
her charge. Gloria is loving, in
nocent child, who knows nothing of
the great world. She can read. she is
a wonderful panist and singer, but She
has not been taught to write line.
She knows nothing of the science OF
study. Professor Dacre, would you
consent to take Gloria as special
home pupil, with the idea of familiar
izing her with the system and methods
OF acquiring learning? And later on she
might enter upon course In some
seminary"
1t was an extraordinary concession
to ask of a man as occupied and as
well paid as Professor Dacre. The
sweet eyes of Gloria Tresham fixed up
on him, he was influenced to say:
Madam, l have two hours daily in
the afternoon unoccupied and usually
devoted to rest, or reading in my libra
ry, or the garden. 1t will be a duty
and pleasure to have your niece for
a casual pupils but please do not speak
of compensation and a sentiment of
pity for the orphan girl and natural
desire to be helpful to others so clear
ly spoke in the grave, earnest eyes,
that Gloria's own bestowed glowing
glance upon him of gratitude and con-
fidence.
Within month Albion Dacre was
lifted into new phase of existence.
no him Gloria was an unframed wild
rose, sweet and beautiful. who shamed
his practical worldly-wise nature in
contrast with freshness, purity and in
nocence Of soul that had known and
loved nature with the ardor of child.
Many a time the professor nurtured as
a dream embracing all that was worth
while in life, an ardent longing to
seek new existence amid the glOries
Of nature In its primeval wildness.
away from the irudgery and inhar-
moniousness Of his present sphere,
communing with the flowers, the birds,
tile stars, and learning from the lips
Of his fair young pupil lessons Of the
real loveliness and peace of happy
existence. forgetting the world and
by the world forgotl'
"Oh, think OF It'll" exclaimed Gloria
rapturously one day. Il can write q
whole line. See" and the rugge1
heart Of her tutor beat tumultu0ub
~ as she placed before him sheet
bearing the words, Il love Aunty
Eunice and dear Professor Dacre more
than anybody else In the whole world. :
Then after that there seemed to
creep into her nature a certain shy
ness that puzzled Albion Dacre. Even
her aunt observed the change. Con
tact with the world was teaching the
artless girl that she should repress
the naive free impulses that her life
in the wilderness had encouraged.
One afternoon the professor came td
the tree-shaded table where Gloria
took her lessons to ind her sunny head
pillowed on one arm and her lovely
eyes closed In slnmber. She had been
writing In q little memorandum book
and he could not help but scan tho
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