Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 33, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 10 February 1883 — Page 6

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THE MAIB

THE GOOD OLD WAY.

John Mann had a wife who was kind and true— A wife who loved him well She cared for his home and their only child,

Bat if I truth mu»t tell, S fretted and pined because John was poor And his business was slow to pay .' 3But he on said, when she asked for change,

We'll stick to the good old way!"

She saw her neighbors were growing rich And dwelling in house* grand 'That was living In poverty, ,s

With wealth upon every hand, And sne urged her husband to speculate. To risk his earning* at play JUut he only said, "My dearest wife,

Well stick to the good old way."

'For he knew that money that's qaickly got, I* ttie money that's quickly lost And the money that stay* is the money earn-

At honest endeavor's cost— S Ho la- plodded along in his honest style, Ana he bettered himself each day, An(| ht only said to his fretful wife,

We'll stick to the good old way."

\nd at last there came a terrible irash, When beggary, wantandshame 4'aine down on tbu homes of their wcflltny friends,

Wfttie John's remained the same For he had no debts and he gave no trust, "Mv motto is this," he'd say— "It'* 11 charm against panics of every kind—

Tis stick to the good old way!"

And his wife looked around on the little house That was every nail their own, And she asked forgiveness of honest John

For the peevish mistrust she had shown, But he only said, as her tearful face Irpon his shoulder lay •'The fcrood old way Is tiie best way. wife.

We'll stick to the good old way.' -[New York Ledger.

ROSE WHITE.

BY ELIZABETH S. CRANNELL.

"A letter from Rose, papa,"said Flossie* White, as she came running into the room "I saw James coming from the pps:office, and I ran to meet him." "What does she say?" asked Mr. White, looking up from his paper. "I'll read it, papa: 'My dear sister— You can have no idea of how much I am enjoying myself I was not at all anxious to leave home, you know and I cried myself to

slGGp.the

first night that I was

here but I have had such a delightful time since You should see the stores th** loveliest things,dresse3 that we used to dream about! and laces, and jewels O, if I only had half the money I want, I would buy, and buy, and buy! I wrote you all about Cousin Ada's trous 86a, last week. The wedding was just elegant.—Ada was magnificent, and I wasn't very far behind as bridesmaid, 'if I do say it as oughtn't to,'as bid Mrs. Perkins would say but others said it also. I spent the one hundred dollars that papa sent me. I bad the most lovely white nun's veiling over white silk, with sprays of wild roses here and there and a «reat wide brimmed hat, trimmed with the same kind of flowers and two long white plumes and shoulder kuots and eor.-rngs bouqeta of wild roses and a basketful of them in my hand. And oh, mv gloves they were just too elegant They came up above my elbows and nearlv reached my shoulder. It was altogether just too lovely. I created a great sensation, I assure you.—I never could have managed the dress and all for one hundred dollars, only cousin Ada's sewing girl, Louise, planned it for me and helped ate with it. She thought of the roses and all and it was lovely, wasn't it? Imagine me, after the wedding, listening to this, while I smile mo.lestly into the heart of my bouquet: 'Who is that lovely croature with he r^sea 'That? Oh, that is the bride's cousin, from the country, Miss Rose White.'

A wild rose, eh 1 WThat a pretty con*el t. 'Yes she can afford almost any con»elt, however the paternal has the wherewithal to back them.' "'That so? Introduce me.' "That's the way it went, and although I was in the highest state of pleasure all the evening, it saddened me a little afterwards. It was always 'her father is rich* before an introduction. How I hate it all I hear it every day. Who's this, or who's that Rich That is the first question. I wonder if any, save vou and papa and old Hannah will love m« for any cause save that I am 'rich.' You have no idea of it at home papa mav. but I hardly believe it. Even Ada «aiii of Will, when I asked her about him, before I saw him, 'O, he's immensely rich I will never, never marry a IIIKU who decs not love me for myself, there How will I know Don't you worry over that, petite. I'll find a way. There is poor, doar Ixmise Van Dyke that planned my dress. There is some horrible story connected with her.—She has a little l..v, and I do not think her husband is dead but she never speaks of him only she said to me when I was wishing papa had sent me more money, •Be thankful that you are not rich, Miss White as money has caused more misery than anything else in the world.' 'Isn^t it the want o*nioney I asked.

You area child, Miss White so I said ©nee and she would not say any more. She has a brother who is an artist, and it is to him that I am indebud for the wild rose idea. She is going to take me to his studio some day. •iHut what along letter I have written

GITO

papa a dozen hugs from me.

Tell Hannah I nave bought her a beautiful blih'k silk dress, and that I am taungrv for some ot h*r breakfast rolls. And my darling *ist«r, with a thousand kisses for you, and a wish that you were a doiten rears older, for then you could be hen with me, I s-ign myself, as ever, lovi&glv. ROSE." "Isn't it a nice letter, papa?" asked

Flo%sie,asshecliinbed

up on her father's

loiee to give ihedow*n hujjs. "Yes, my dear, wry nice. I don't like that mowing girl or her brother, though. —When you write.caution Itofee against them thev may bo impmterf." "I don't'think they are bad, papa, or Ros» would know it." "Hose, my dear. Is a very silly girl, wi' an overpowering opinion of her good sense, inherited frnm her maternal grandfather and you, my dear, are another just Ilk* her. Now run away and answer the letter, while I read the papw.*' ''But. papa—" "Well?" "If

Raw had nsed all her money—" •'She will want some more, eh Well, well, ran off and write your letter, and bring it to me before you close it."

This was the letter tW Rose White received in reply: «-lE,\n RosiB.—Your'a was such a nice long letter, and you moat have looked so lovely, and pep* says don't

trust the sewin cause you are count of grandpa and they will impese going to send you tess and 1 hope yoi gu fui

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE? -S

her brother, beie times, on ac'fand I am. too, and he is ier check. I

auv. wtjpflSaYe lots of

un and oh, Rosiej I inissyon so, when I have a baa dream and wakejip, and there is BO one to take hold of my ha I wish you were home, but don until vou want to, and I am voOr lo __ little Sister, !FIX*5SIE»

While Rose White was reading letterand crying over it a little two sons

were

talking" fastly in a 1 ttlojs

on the fourth floor of a poorly famish boarding house. "It will not do," said the man. "But I tell you it will," answered tne woman. "I know her as well as I do you she is as full of sentiment and nonsense as an egg is full of meat/'

ma* "You are the most provoking man Who asked you to paint I only asked you to wear his costumes, and use hjs studio as if it were your own, and call his pictures yours and for that I will 4:1 «.i#A ««ntU a trofilfhr

and you the woman "If I had been you, Louise, Freddie would have had a home."

44Don't,"

rou

she said, her face clouding,

"don't ever speak to me like that again, or I will cut loose from you and let you

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do'something to make one for him? If the hand of Rose to her lips.

marry this girl, you can give me a "Thank you, deai, she

jome, where we can live without the

He was not a very-bold looking man, although he was a handsome man in an effeminate sort of way. You would scarcely have believed that he was a brother of the determined looking woman before him, whose black eyes were looking fiercely down at him, as he sat on a low chair, with his hands nervously tapping the table, oil which at times he rested his arms. There was a nervous tremor about his lips, but the long moustache covered it, as he said softly: "Just as you will, Louise I will leave it all with you.

Then she bent down and kissed him. "That's a good brother I must go now. They expect me at White's at four. To-morrow at ten we will be here." "But why at ten isn't that tooearly?" "No," a trifle impatiently, "they will not miss her at that hour, and we run less risk of meeting any one here."

Rose WThite, meanwhile, read the little letter and then laid it away. The next day she answered it.

MY DARLING LITTLE SISTER: I haven't much to write. I wrote you such a long letter before. Tell papa that he is mistaken in Louise. I have just been to see her brother. His studio is perfectly charming, and he is delightful. Such great dreamy eyes! such lovely curly hair! such a long, silky moustache! Ho was dressed in themo?t superb manner, although he is not rich: but Louise say3 fine clothes are an absolute neces,sity for his artistic nature. He does not 11 p. air, too so sad and subdued. Louis

sell many pictures, but those he does sell bring fabulous prices. He has such an air, too so sad and subdued. Louis spoke to him crossly about it, but I told her coming home it was one of his greatest charms in my eyes. I said I would like to buy one of bis pictures. She smiled and said she wished I was rich enough. (I almost forgot to^ tell you that I left an impression on her mind that papa is poor.) Afterward she said that she was glad that I was not wealthy, for if I was, I would not be her friend, and her brother would not dare to love me not that ho does—but, of course, I knew what she meant. I guess perhaps you had better not read this to papa but ask him to send me anoiber cliecK. As ever, j'our devoted ROSE."

Rose had been unfortunate in placing her injunction at the close of her letter, as Flossie had read it aloud before she came to that part of it.

The next day's mail carried this letter addressed to Herbert White, Esq

44MY

DEAR BROTHER I want you to

hold you

Yes*,'

sheanswered. 'if you hava mouey, the want of it will cause some man to marry you who has no love for yon in his heart.' 'I shall never marry a man who does isot love mo tor myself,' I said, warmly but I^uise smiled and said,

Papa savs you are to have nothing at all to do with the sewing woutan or ber brother and that he knows that they are frauds."

When Mr. Herbert White willed his niece to him, she came with Flossv's let

gna..

Rose bowed her head and left the room with something of the step that Lester White himself would have had if he had received the same peremptory injunction.

On her way to her room, she passed Mrs. Van Dyke. "You have been.crying, Miss WThite," she said, "your eves are red and your cheeks are flushed. Is there anything that I can do for you?" "No thank you, Mrs. an Dyke drawing a little away from her.

Mrs Vat* Dyke sipiled coldly. "My dear Miss White," she said, "I Be how it is. Will you lec mec^me into 'our room one minute? I owe it to myself to seek an explanation. Thanks. Let me bathe vour head lirs:r" andr she brushed back "the hair from the flushed brow. "No? Well, let me say. I will not trouble you any more, neither my brother or I. Your friendship has been very dear to us. We have not very many friends now. We had once, Miss White, when we were well, when we were

But I couldn't keep it up, Louise.7 "Keep it up I didn't think you were such a coward, Charles. How long do vou deem it necessary to keep it up 7 K?nTwmno"7eT^nrmTwo^ks, nd uo7« bor as'we are'now Poor Charwbio is To know thaiT you ase wearing lie! how shall I tell him? He has talked his irarments and sporting bis colors? It so much of your visits only this mornis onlv a little bit of a masquerade." ing he said,

But I couldn't paint a stroke to save me. I can work so much better after out wumu

seen h0r An(J n()W wbeu

give-vo^al^autTfufwrfe^with a wealthy and that perchance you may love hi m. father." and he holds you for abetter market.— "But what if Payne should come back sooner than he expected "Well, what if heshould He would find you there as he left you, taking care of his rooms. You are not to masquerade only au hour notso often

Well, he is right, perhaps but how shall I tell Charlie •''walking

1OU are uuu lie does love you. O, my poor brother! or two once a day perhaps And I brought this trouble to you who Ob. if I was only a man,

have

always been so kind to me.^

... a «.UA H/itvn iirtnrt tho flf

And she knelt down upon the floor and buried her face upod the sofa. Rose went over to her. *v

44«Don'tcry,

she said,

drift." Then, after a pause, ','If you waut your friend.^ Freddie to have a home, why don't you

memory

disgrace of toiling dav and night for be precious to me—and Charlie, foi I people I despise, and who see onfy in me suppose we shall never see you again the machine that does their work. Great burying her lace in her hands. heavens, how I hate my life! And it could all be changed if you had the pluck of a thicken.''

Mrs. Van Dyke—Louise,

do not care what they say.

I believe in you and always shall be

jur lrioiju* Mrs. Van Dyke looked up and pressed

Two more letters and we have done with this batch. The first was addressed to Mr. Lester White, and was dated two weeks after he had sent the one to 'lis brother. "MY DEAR PAPA.—I am afraid you will be very, very angry with me yet dear papa, think how much you loved mamma, and what you would have done for her, before you censure me too severely. P&pa, dear, I am married to the dearest, the best, and the handsomest mau li ping. We do not want anything but your forgiveness, papa. We will be very poor for a while, 1 expect, but Chaalie is going to paint such a beautiful picture, now that he has me forever with him, that it will sell at once. And Louise is going to live with us and do embroidering: and all that I and little Freddie will have to do is to be happy all the day leng. I would like «b see you and Flossie so much. Dear little Flossie! O, papa, I love you both more and more than I did before I loved Charlie. Dear papa, forgive me for running away to get married. I was afraid you would not try to know him, and love him now, for my sake, papa. Your disobedient, but loving, daughter.

keep a closer watch ou Rose. There is a sewing girl in your family who seems to me to bo a verv desiguiug creature. I hope you will "ot let Rose come under her influence. Rose is very young and has inherited from her mother's side a yours, as you have done by me? Oh, strong tendency for romance. I shall Herbert White, there if» a day of reckon-

responsible if any harm comes ing coming, and until that day I shall to her while with you. Hurriedly, your

affectionate brother, LESTER WHITE." And in Flossie White's letter to her sister ran this line:

never

niece to him, she came wuu lossy lei- it was returned unopened. To the preterin her hand, aud her eyes still wet ceeding le"er there wm answer or with un wiped tears. aught to show that it had bet»» received. "What is this your father writes me about. Roei?" he asked. "Who is this "And you think the very best thing sewing girl that he takes such exoep-

"Isuppos? it is Mrs. Van Dyke." 'Mrs. Van Dyke, eh? Well, what has make such a fuss she been doing to auout?" "I don't know, uncle." "Don't know? Yon must be a regular know-nothing. Miss Rose. Well, any way.,* kuee.

and re mem tier, no more talks with the sewing girl and, by the way, Arthur stopped me in the street to say that he had just got back from Europe, and tteat he would *11 this evening. Jfow, make vourself as pretty as possible. Max is Wt the man for von. I should have been proud to have Wad him for a soain law. but as that is out of the question now, I shall he pleased to have htm for a nephew. Good old family aod lots ot money. But nan away now,«*d remember, no mote talk with theKSMRstree*.

Don't know? Well, I want t.o know." as vet I think we can check it with care— "And medicine, doctoi "No, sir in this case there is no medicine required. The salt air, air, will do more for her than materia medica

ROSE WESTBROOK."

The other letter was addressed to Herbert White, Esq. It had no date, nor endearing title to commence with, but ran: "Forever and forever, let no one of vour household enter my dbor. "iou have let my child be stolen from me. Mav yours turn upon you and jeud tooth and nail. Never breathe my name or that of my daughter, Flossie-all the daughter I have—with your accursed lips. Would I have done by you and

mention you name. I cast off the

KrnHmi- VVTITP WHITK" iugr&to that was flesh of my flesh, and

bone of my bone. Take ber and provide for her. I shall never see you again I warned you, but you paid no need. May all the cures of a father's brokeu heart rest upon your head.

LESTER

to do for

tionsto? And what has she done?" doctor?" "I dotal know. Uncle Herbert," Rose "\es she has inhernted, as you are answered, ooldlv, ber pride taking aware, a weak constitution therei isia offense at her fathers complainiug of slight tendency toward tang ^difficulties, her to her uncle. I* not be alarmed, it is only a tendency

44But

uding the letter out over his among the mountains? torbid you holding anv inter- "Just as you please, Mr. White. Wjm rout you uoiaing auv iuwrher till I find out wliat this most she needs is change of air. Any

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cou much Willi* cUtif»r couSt tv. I UOIL S oeupve iiiere »»«•-*. ™"V for hubbttb, however. Lester was al-

^ut-nothing means. That change will do, perhaps. I have an old fit course suic Is no tit asso- fashioned idea myself that for any one You must forget your born in lend, the beat change is the Itry ijeas of democracy aud equali- side, and rice ww."

I uotiH believe there Is any tnuw I will take her to the seaside, then.

TERBE HAUTEffSATOKDAY EYMiK' (J- MAIL.

s^jd,

the

of your friendship wi always

Rose stood a little while irresolute.

Your uncle is very stern, I know, and you must obey him. Of course, if Charlie was rich, if he had sold more of his pictures, it would be different but although you are not rich yourself you ought only to have rich friends, so that when thev choose a husband for you— and I dare say your uncle already has his eye ou one—he will also be wealthy. "They shall never choose my husband for me said Rose, proudly, as she thought of what her uncle had said of Max Arthur.

44My

44And

Charlie?" .•

Your brother, Mr. Westbrook, is also a friend." "But one that you can never see again?"

Rose hesitated a moment. "I do not see why that should be," she said, "I will go with you at ten o'clock- as we have gone for tho past week»"

W HITE.

There was ahswer sent to this, but

her is to take her to the seaside

tl 1 nttVA Art Aifl

But, doctor,

wavs a great fellow for making a big vounir. yon cannot fu« over a gnat. Go to your room now, gq at ber age, as her mother aid, with

wait one moment she fe so

with— "With consumption? It Is an ugly ftrord. Yes, sir unless she is well gnardid against i*. And, Mr. White,' pausing, with hi* hand upon the door." "yon wish me to speak plainly to yon?" "Most assuredly, doctor."

4'Hersister,

1,1

"Then, sir, what she needs most tn ber sister's care." There was an ominous pause I ttxnj Mr White said, coldly, as the doctor opened

kir, has been dead for years.1'

'iii:

"Dead!" "Weli, perhaps not, sir. in your sense, of the word, ut to us she is as if she never had bsei That is all, sir." "It would ha been.better for Flossie if she had neve been the doctor said, •bitterly. "I ajgree-wi:h you, sir. 'And now, there is nothing else that I can do for Flossie?" "Nothing. lood morning, sir

44Good

morn»iig, doctor."

There was thw rustle of a dress in the half, and ayou:i£ voice exclaimed: Ah, doctor, are you going so soon, and without asking for me?" "Oh, Miss Fiosaie, I had not forgotten vou, but business before pleasure, -vou "know."

Well, don't forget to ask for me when you come again, will you "No, dear. How is that cough getting along!" "0,it'8 nearly all gone. A little in the morning and a little at night, but that is all, doctor. Your medicine did me ever so mnch good."

Louise, her face '^spires

tell

him he will never see you again for I feel bow it is, Miss White.—You have written of us to your father, and h6 has tried to set you against us. He has been afraid that my orother will love you,

ing up and dow

the floor, how shall I tell him For your father is right in one thing Char-

And the seaside will do you more." "The seaside!" "Yes ask your papa to explain. I must go now." Have you a kiss for the old doctor "Do you know what I used to say when Ro—when any one asked me for a kiss, when I was a little tiny girl

44What

did vou say, Miss Flossie?"

"That I had a mouthful if she would only take them. O, doctor, forgive me for crving I am so weak yet."

The'doctor took one kiss, and then lifted her on the sofa, placed a pillow beneath her head, and walked briskly out of the room.

Flossie had buried ber face in the cushion and was crying softly. Mr. White walked over by her, drew up a chair and sfit down. Taking one of her hands in his, he stroked it softly. "Do you not feel as "well, darling?" lieaskea. "O, ves, papa?" "Is thore anything that I can do for you to make vou happier?" "Papa, dear," aud she raised her face and pillowed it on his shoulder, then with one hand drew his face down toward her, "papa, dear, I do want Rosie so badlv."

a little while, "I wake up nearly every night from a bad, bad dream, and I say,

4Oh,

Rosie, hold my hand while I sleep, but there is no one there, and I am so afraid, papa. May I have Rosie back again

poor child! Have they not com

menced with your friends The irony of the tone was too great for Rose's pride. "No," she exclaimed, "I choose my own friends, and you are first of all."

We do not know where she is, Flossie dear and I'll tell you what we will do. We will move your bed into my roc m. It is large enough for two." "Oh, no, papa it isn't that alone. I miss Rosie all day loug. Can't you find her, papa '. "I will t'v, my darling aud now let me tell you that we are going to the seaside, or to the mountains, or anywhere you liKe, my dear and you will grow strong and healthy, and be my own happy Flossie again. Now, where had you rather go

44Anywhere

Two davs afterward the doctor met Mr. White in the" street. "I was

just

44Yes,

you please papa, it you

will only get Rosie back." "I will try," he said again. After this the preparation began for the seaside visit. Among other thin""

hings lack

suggested by Doctor Wyckoff was a companion for Flossie. "I do not know of anyone suitable," said Mr. White, "although I have been thinkiug of the same thing."

coming to see you, he

said.' '4 "Anything special?"- asked Mr. White.* .. "Yes vou know what we were talking about the other day. Well, I got a letter from my sister, Mrs. Arnoid, this morning.* She wrote me that she would like to get a place for a lady she had known as companion to Mrs. Goodrich, who died a couple of weeks ago. She writes that she' is educated, refined, and in every way companionable. I do not know if she would suit you or Flossie but you might have her come on and

''^Tory^V'said Mr. White, I write, or will you "I will write to mv sistor and let her come on with her. Alice is coming to make me a visit in a few days, and Mrs. De Lacy—that is the lady's name—can come with her. You can see her at my house, and if

you

like her, hire her. If

not, well and good. Sho can make a visit and go." "Thanks, doctor." said Mr. W lute at a in el

The end of the week brought the doctor's sister, Mrs. Arnold, and the lady companion, Mrs. De Lacy.

Au interview was at once plannal, which proved so satisfactory, that the first of the following week saw Mrs. De Lacy installed as companion, nurse and eoverness to Flossie White.

Poor little Flossie She did not grow better at the seaside nor on the mountain top: nor at Saratoga and so at last they came back home with her. "I am better here, papa," she said, "where I can gdout in our own woods and gather the pretty autumn leaves. The summer nas been so hot even among the mountains and Saratoga was so noisy 1 I shall be better here I know." "Mrs. De Lacy is kind to yon, darling ••Oyes, papa very kind."

Aud vou love ber, Flossie "No, papa," petulantly. "I do not love her I shall never love anyone but Rosie. O papa, I do wish you would try to find her as you promised. I am sure she is not dead."

Just then Mrs. De Lacy came upon them. "I think it is too cool for you to be out now, Flossie dear," she said. What, erving Who has been sayinganything to my darling to make her cry?' 'and she looked sternly at Mr. White. "Not paoa," said Flosaie, through her tears "papawould not do anything to grieve me. Would you, dear?" strolting his bard softly. %o, darling," he said in a tremulous voice.

if her lungs are weak, doctor,

would it not be bette for her to go

And vou will try to find Rosie?' "Yes, darling.'' That evening Mrs. De Lae* went into Mr. Whites library. "I hope you will pardon my »ntrusion," she said, "but I beard you speetc of vour absent daughter to-day. there no wav, no means, by which you can find her? I do not wish tobeobtrusi\e, bnt I have beanl her history from sonie of the village people and I have h®3™ Flossie calling her in ber sleep. Only last night she cried out, 'Ro«ie, Rtwie, hold my hand while I sleep, or bad dreams will eome to me,' and then woke up and finding no one bat me wear ber cried herself to sleep again."

Mr. White sat with bm liead bowed and the tears trickled over hi*ch«-e*». "I hope vou will forgive me if I von anVsgrief but I fear Flossie's hold on life "is verv precarion*, and as she loved ber filter very dearly. wiU you not irvto find her Wfore sbedles "Mrs. De La*:V. be arid, "you may notlftt6Ai!cn~jr *Gund or.e but I b« of vou to leav- va* now. I promised

Just then Mrs. De

ease,

,,$t

Flossie I would do all I could,and that is sufficient." Mrs. De Lacy lelt the room quietly, but her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glistened brightly, whether it be for hvr feelingsabom Flossie, or ber chagrin at her dismissal, oue could not tell.

And the days sped along into weeks, and the weeks iuto months. Mr. White had tried in a quiet way to obtain news of Rose, but had failed. Flossie had seemed to have forgotten her desire to see her sister, but with the unaccountable perversity of invalids, had taken a deep dislike to Mrs. De Lacy. So much so that she had compelled her to roiuove her bed to another room, and had old Hannah bring her cot into the room and throogh the day she scarcely spoke to Mrs. De Lacy.

Perhaps this feeling was engendered by some careless words spoken in Flossie's hearing by the servants. At any rate the words had prepared her for the interview that her father held with her in the early spring months. "Flossie,' he said, as he lifted her on his knee and pillowed her head on his breast. *4I have something of importance to say to you," and then he paused for her to speak.

papa," she said, after a little

while. Mr. White had long pondered over the speech he was to make had committed to memory the phrases, and congratulated himself upon the easy way in which he would deliver them. But the little curly head pillowed on his breast, the thin hands passing gentlyover his own, seemed to unman hiui. He forgot his little speech,

and

at last blurt

ed out: "Flossie, I am going to marry Mrs. D© Lacy. "Yes, papa."

The little hands had withdrawn themselves from his and were now tightly clenched together, and the little eyelidswere closed over the sunken eyes.

Mr. White drew a deep breath of relief. She was taking it so coolly he could go on safely now.

44Yes,

Mr. White bit his lip nervously but did not reply.

44Dear

papa," Flossie continued, after

my dear," hesaid, it seems the

wisest plan. In fact gossiping neighbors have left it the only plan if we wish to keep her with us. She feels that she could uot stay under any other arrangement. 1 know you have taken an unreasonable dislilse to her, but her kindness will overcome it, and I am sure you want her to stay with usr do you not, darling?"

No answer and Mr.White went on a little hurriedly, as if on treacherous ground, over which he wished to pass with tho utmost speed. "So we have talked it over, and Mrs. De Lacy has kindly Consented to name a day and two weeks from to-day my "little Flossie will rejoice in a new mamma." "O no, papa she ened^ taking her head from bis shoulder aud looking up into his face with the horror that fcund vent in her tones "oh no, papa not so soon I beg of you uot so soon."

Mr. WTliite's tones had a touch of anger in them as he answered

You are verv fooltah, l?lo$sie. Mrs* Do Lacy has been here nearly a year, and yet

you

say not so soon. How long do

you want lis to wait "Only a little longer, dea* papa only till I,am dead."

And then she'slipped down off his knee and walked feebly out of the room. Mr. White leaned back in his chair and covered his eyes with his hand. The tears slowly trickled through his fingers. "Only a little longer, dear papa," she had said, ''only till I am dead." No tears of reproaches. Only a little longer and her face as he had looked down upon it, was so like her mother's

Lacy

room. "Mr. White, Lester,

And there is

entered the

you

are weeping!

what new trouble have you that 1 may not share The black eyes looked up softly into his face. ., "It is nothing," he said, hastilvbrushsiig away his tears "have you noticed Flossie lately. Is she worse?" "Oh,no she is very much better. The doctor said last week that one more summer at the seaside would curt her."

danger of her dying?

"Not for fifty years," laughed Mrs. De Lacy softly

4'and

now come out into

the garden with me and walk away your fit of blues rtr I will play Jndu a game of chess/'

Next morning Flossie did not make her appearance at the breakfast table, and the servant sent up by Mr. White returned with word that Miss Flossie was too ill to rise, and that Hannah had advised sending for a physician.

Mr. White immediately summoned

Ja,*You

are too excitable, Lester," said

Mr. De Lacy sweetly. "I know it is nothing but a little headache, of which she complained last night. I will go up and see her."

44Do,

and take her some toant, please.

Tell her I will be up as soon as the doctor comes." ,, "And you still persist in sending for the doctor?" laughingly.

44Most

assuredly," hesaid, somewhat

coldly* It roved to be as Mr. White feared, more than a beadacne, and toward the last of the week he held a private conversation with the doctor. "She will get well he asked.

The doctor paused a moment before be made reply. "She is in the hands of Oue wiser than I." "But there is a chance of her recoverv "Ofc, yes a chance. The fact is. eonsumption is a peculiarly ntalizing dis

as you perhaps know. I have seen patients apparently at death's door, re cover sufficiently to live for years and then again, I have seen them doing well, remarkably well, and yet have known them to die in a week. You have not heard anything of Rose?" be added abruptly. •4No and that reminds me. I was sitting bv Flossie's bed last night, when she woke up and her first word was

Rosie,' and then seeing me sbe said. Oh, forgive me, papa, 1 have been dream ing.'" "Have you tried every means to find her?" "All quiet ways."

44Have

you advertised

"Ob, no I have not desired publidtv?" "There will be no publicity about it. Something like this for instance:

4If

R. W. will send her address to W. sbe will hear something to ber advantage No one knows who it i£ except yourself «nd Rose.'

It seems almost too indefinite doctor," said Mr. White, "although I might try it." "Do and in the meantime let us tell Flossie of it. There is nothing helps a mtient so muce as pleasant news and this will be pleasant to Flossie, that we are searching for Rose."

Continued on Sevmih Pogt.

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Feb, ia, 18S0.

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