HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1885-12-25, Page 6THE BRUSSELS POST.
Deo, 25, 189)1.
DICK'S SWEETHEART.
the Author of "Itheenzu Tileviene,"
"Loss, Loan litteusseatte," "Pnviele,"
" Meese Bews,"
" nave told you. tepee et hapeittee,
and begin ab the very first line your
eyes may meet."
With a mental reservation, Mr, Boll.
verie proceeds to obey her. There is
comfort in the thought that he can lee
the book fall in the most carelessly
accideutal manlier possible if his first
glance at the printed page is not -or -
that is -well, exactly to his liking. Ho
opens the book, his eyes fall mien the
page, he obeys her order, and reads
from the first line they meet-
" The time of lovers is brief.
From the f5850 tIrst jozr to the grisi
Trott reds when love is grown old,
From the were' wild kiss to the cold
From the red to the white -rose loaf
Ller 04100 044 DM einoe flave 41108
you I have oared lose for that thought,"
she says ; " I shall have you to share it
with 'aim" Thou soddenly euoth,er, a
new fear seems to strike her ; she turns
pale. ")3b what if you could not Aare
it ?" she says.
" Well, then 1 should be out of the
lamd of the liviug " returue ho cheerily,
pressing 61101341011 he holds 60 his lips.
' Nothing but my final deperture from
this present world could prevent Inv
shoring with yon both your griefs and
joys, What is illy life for, unless it he
to make yours happier 2" Then lie
quotes a little tender twee to her very
teuderly-
,N.0110 slave, wino al,00111 ao but entl
I-1500 Ulu howl{ 11 I 4 4.0 of your desire ?
14111.0 no 'windmill thhe la 8)1 40 p 'tub
Nor servioes to do, 1.11 40.1 r
But why worry yourself at all, my tier.
ling, 0.1)0116 41)1 mite° 041 1.400 that may be
-nay, that mugs bee -purely imagi•
new here ha aSeth tso nary 1 '
A.lo
s rosenvon n.
es 1 5,1 streatn, It 18 not that," 4)3(8. slowly
' a b. ,o
That hart Mg WO per, oot snarl, shaking her head. e I have felt the
Asa sorrow from heort to heart." shadow of it too long to ilidoliere in it;
Asa spirit troto are Lhi t tIrRahi,
sigh escapiug froin her stove him.
m
ystery. Why should I? Some day I
shallM'OW; 1)01 the ferther off thatilay
18 61)0 better. CD11 IC-lat 1114 forget it
exclaims she gaily, throwing up her
charming head with a 801)1)411 pretty
inipatienoe that, segeeets a, desire for
freedom f rom 5111110114411grelectiou.
"'71)008 are moments when 1 110.13)116know ditcoutent, and tide is one or
thorn. I 14411.4) the glad sunshine., Om
long sweet day before we, and, ohoe
He 'would have gone onbut a lee
yet I have never weight to solve its
;
• The time ot lovers is brieL'
that true ?" she says. " Muse it be
true? Alas, what a sail song you chose!"
I did not choose it " exclaims he
earnestly. " J. was to read the 'very
first thing-"
" Yes. yes. And how unlucky 1" says
she dreamily. " 111)1 1)14 know ? Will it,
he 60430 4140111 se2"
"Ily darling, no ! Dolores, look at me.
Is it me '.00 fear, or is it yourself? 1 and bee•onil all, you 1" She 'betide to -
shall not be Bettered if it is the latter, wards hini itulinleively, and gives him,
M. , dear, dear heart, nothing shall part of her owe loviug accord, a soft caress.
us, neVer-never ! YClittf, are you super-
stitionS Yoll silly eland, and depressed
because 01 51 few words that can have
nothin ., to do with yon or me ?"
.
" It is foolish, isn't it ?" she says, smil.
inelatteuidly. " Yeti doubt the fulfilment,
e I am always happy on a, meetly ilay
like this. See," 431108 8118 suddenly -
"look at that butterfly 1 What a
beauty 1" She springs to her feet; ;Ill
her late touch of languor, her pensive
glauees have vanished ; she is a ease.
, ignorant of seciet care
the contin..a.nce of my happiness -at less child again
eines, you know -only at times. There or sorrow, " There he is!" she whis.
seews ever to be a cloud above me." mere, stealing cautiously, but hopefelly.
She 1.10swe her breath quickly and by a towards the rose -bush whereon the
swift light action g;ves all expressive child of the sun she has so faucied is
illustiatiou of her meaning over her resting with geivering -wings. But,
head. Thou her frail little hands drop light set her footfall is, it startles the
pretty winged trifler ; and, eproading
into her lap agaiu-harels so frail that
the many cliamouds aed pearls that itself, it soars aloft, far, far beyond her
rover them -his gifte seem to weigh
them dowu.
"I wish you were not sv fragile,"
says Bouverie, paling a little. "If you
were stronger, no suet' morbid thought,
woul3 distress vou. What a little hand 1
How warm itis-hov lietleee ! ATI 1 (IOW
p#)0 you are! YOU sorra to ee
Perhapit it did tell us the truth-
perhape WO uever shall be married,
can toll whet lies before us 9"
"1 long life together," (boleros he
etontly. 1' Little raven thet you are, I
will not listen to your croaking 1 And,
as for those marguerites, I eta bate
there for over and ever 1"
" Eveu though they. whispered to you
of my love?" reminde she geutly.
"Poor thinge I I requited them 11436 111
-to give me pleasant tidings they
died 1"
Was their hist message then so
pleatiant 9" asks he, with a alert laugh.
1 Why take the trouble oven
to think of ib?"
" Still, 1 wish it had saki something
else -even that long three years." Sho
turns her eyes upon him with a little
troubled glance in their soft depths.
" Sometimes foolish things, like these
marguerites, do truly foretell the future
by a mere Silly chance, se it were.
What if we should be parted? 'What
if "-with a very sad and wistful at.
tempt at a stnite-" that little rift' of
mine should be the menus of -"
" Doloree-Dolores," cries ho, losing
all sellmontrol, " 43)10 700 really 101.0 1110
and talk time coldly of 01.011 011 IMPOh.
Bible parting? The very word means
death to um 1 What elmeld I do with-
out you ? In all this wide world where
should I find tne 1.118.109 1 tell you
that 1101106 and sord I am so wrapped np
in you that there could be for me (1.161)-
1 16 yen no such thing as existence.
Without you!" he rteneiti his own words
with such a mourutut eadence and in
sects despairing tones that involuntarily
site draws nearer and throws her arms
Binged " What words 1" ho says,
in a, low term. " But they have no
me ming - uone !" He presses her mare
5.110,01:.• to his heart. "Darling -my
beloved," he whispers--" say once again
that you love me I Let me hear you
iier it!"
••1 love you!" returns she, with an
inteusity that $tetisfiesi him.
They cling to each other in silence.
Is there some faint touch of despair in
that, mote embrace? No word escapes
6110111. From across the fee lawn there
comes the sighing of the chesnut-
Mayne. eca ill the scented wind aro
subtle whispers that no man may learn,
but that all sad hearts meet feel; over
everything lies the odorous breath of
the dying rosee.
A day far spent, as already evening
bee come and gone and eight is at hand
-a uight fraught with many emotions
-weal for some and woe tor others'and
change and loss of that dear hope that
makes our sad life glad.
It is the night set apart for the thee-
tridals at the Castlo--perhaps most of
the actors therein feel some natural
nervousness as the hour of performance
draws nigh. But for Dolores the hour
has no terror. She, standing before the
mirror in which her charming image is
depicted, is lost in a happy reverie in
which Dick alone has place, and is hope-
fully wondering whether he will be
pleased with her costumes, and if indeed
in this present one she will seem good.
in his sight. In many ways she is still
but a child, and the longing to seem fair
to her lover is 44 paramount feeling with
her. No part has been assigned her in
the play that is to open the proceedings
at the Castle; but she is to appear in
the tableaux later on in some character
unknown 60 0.16 save those who ate be.
hind the scenes. Even to her aunt -
Mies Maturiu-she has been forbidden
to reveal the secreta that are to be
kept gestred until the night of represen-
tation.
Tt is a very charming reflection that
meete her gaze as she glaucee thought.
reach, and, hurrying sunward -as it
were " 8 flower that floats on air "-is
soon lost even to sight. " How provolt.
ing I" cries she, with a gay laugh. " You
saw how it eluded me? Ah, my hand
has lost its cunning! There was a time
-not so long ago, either -when I should
have been as good as he. Pretty little
wretch! That was when 1 wore sun.
asting as the dew." „ bonnets ; those greet big 01081)0 things
" No, no ; do not liken me to the dew, you kuowlike whits cioalescuttlea. Bu
mermen she softly. "Ishould have to of late years I- Well"-quickly
leave you then, and so 40.00-eo so in 1 e it is not correct to run about so nuc
Why, what 01)6118 life you would give when one is quite grown um -hilt now ?'
me 1"
Ile has his arms round her, and, as
she says this, she tures her Noe to his
in caressing fashiou. But there is
something in her tone, her light words,
that tortures him. He does not speak,
but in a little agony of fear he protases
his line to her pretty hair.
'No, I am like white violets. Yon
remember ? They are what you first
told me I resembled. I will not have
your first fancy slighted, or changed."
She pauses for a moment ; and then, as
though half uncommonsly, fall from
there was love in it ? he protests re.
her lips the words -" 'Violets for a
maiden dead.'" proachfully.
" I forgot," murmurs she. " Our love
" Daores 1" exclaime he itharply, pub.
seems so 8008 ,80 ceetain a thing that
- Now attend." She goes through
the old-world formula. " Sheloves you
-a little, indifferently, passionately -
not at all' "--plucking carefully, leaf by
leaf the doomed marguerite as all true
lovers have done before her time out of
mind. It stop at " She loves you.
wish ''- holdiug out her hands to hen-
" And that is best of all," she assures
"I shall uever even tbiult of that lieu
again it 1 cell prevent myself. Come him, with a little nod. "If Ilove you -
as yoti know I do -it means everything.
baelt to me, Dick." Good little Bawer 1 Now I shall put
Of coarse be (teems heel: to her ; but you through your facings, Diok, and
there is atill a tenet etelisette 111 eie la n, see if all your loving oaths are true, or
born of Testae fear and an mulefined if, perchanoe, you have 'protested too
poesibility tuo creel to he broeght into
much,'
a 11101%3 forcible light. Ever teuee his "
But the second flower is faithful as
heart tirst (00105 to a kn°wIed4e "E Its the first, and gives its last petal to the
love, hie alTeetion for her hae been self-samo worths that ended the life of
tinged with a nervous dread of some, its comrade.
thiug-intatigilile but terrible -thee ,, Is not that charming ?" laughs Do.
may arise to part him from her or her lores, her eyes shall say there is no
found food to seetitiu this lover's tor- truth 143 611008 things? Bah 1 They are
ment. A sudden itallor asising from. tee sceptics, who have no right to breathe
extra sill trine:, of It !tweeter fley, and the air with us. And was not this poor
148 w""ld 1"1,114" lyn 1eying 1, a little flower -alter all, I am sotry I killed it I
natural petty 18,11)101', mild Ins spirits -even more worthy than its predeoes•
died willim him. Tuere was indeed oin sor ? It might have been a proud Hower
!lay in 40111011 "la' had l'ad a mild - a '''''Y disinolitied to follow another's lead ;
slight cold, a mere tridine affair elite) yet, you see, it conquered its pride,
lie told himself hie heart was broente overcame its inclinations, and, like a.
His love for tide gentle, beentifed twee: good Christian, adhered strictly to the
tore is an idolatry --erne and sweet, rte 1
redolent of all thines t e 1(1 01' truth."
, ,),11T -e, 11 'vr is "It ie my turn now," declares Bon.
centred everY none lis 119'4, every verie gaily, plucking another flower,
thought, evnry (Lame' of a happy hi. "I shall see when we shall bo married.
tura. If it doeen't say this year, I sha'n't
"Your mind is still wandering, sway believe in that strict adherence to the
from me," she ft Lys presently, iu a half. truth of which you have been boast.
jealous tone, marking the shede upon ing."
his brow. s Are you thinking "-look- "'You must bolievo what it tolls you,"
ing at hin.) with a stable)) smile-" of says Dolores, leaning over his shoulder
my '0100(1,' fey elittle rift ' ? 1. think of to watch his manipulation of the flower
it 1)o; but nothing cOroes 01 tne, and 808 that there le no foul play, " Go
thought. I don't know what it, is. All on 1"
my life I have lived with it; but ".,- " ' This year, next year, three years -
with a comical gesture of deepair-" I never p "
know less of it today than any one. It They both grow rather anxious es the
is not death .-..of that 1 am sere; but last petals are approached, and, when
that is all." they (lease upon the fatal" never," they
" Are you sure ?" asks lionveria, it) a are silent, and for a moment ranee 60
low tone, his voice rather husky. look at each other.
"Can 41)37 0418 be sure? What -what "11 is all nonsense," exclaims Bon-
dia your mother die of --your father 9" verie at last, flinging the stalk from him
" Of no disease that might fall upon with an angry movement-" utterly in.
me -nothing hereditary. Auntie has Fume rubbigh, Let us try it again, if
aettured nie of that, and auntie never only to prove the absurdity of it."
Bee, No, it will not be death; but " No, no," says Dolores, staying his
sometimes 16 is borne in upon me that hand, "If, as you say, 16 18 nonsense,
it may he -grief." She pallsee for a
moment, and then, tinning towards him
with a swoot trust within her eves. taus
She seats herself beside him onc
.
again. and pnithes h
er hngers into his.
" Let net yon your fortune," she
Berg, stooping to pluck n, great•eyed
marguerite growing at her feet.
'• future is told, shall wed yuu,
end 110.150y ever afterwards."
"Perbitee you won't," retorts sh
401)1 14117. " Well, let us see -this year.-
He lays his hand over the flower.
" See if you love me first. How
could there be any true fortune unless
ting her almost angrily from him au
spemeing to his feet, "1 forbid you to
talk like that -do you hoar forbid
you 1"
"
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fully into the mirror -fair seining eyes
and pretty yellow locks and small mouth
soft and sensitive lovely dimpled arms
bare to the shotAder, and a throat of
marvellous beauty. She seems to rise
out of the white lace that enshrouds her
lilts a very dream of rapturous
hood hardly as yet awakened to a know-
ledge of the world'it storm. A string of
Priceless pearls encircle her neck -her
only ornament, save the diamonds that
Hash upou her little snowy hands.
There is &glad expectancy in her glance
and in the ensile that curves her lips -
this smile widening with some happy
thought of him who fills her being -her
lips pare and suddenly, with a supicion
of coquettish shyness most sweet to
see, she covers her face with her hands.
" Thom is no tense of sue or 05.1100 10)1,
That over fell 511151 more gracious thing."
"Ha, conceited baby 1 At last I have
caught you," says Miss Mitturit, enter.
ing her room," standing in an e»tranetel
attitude before your glass. And indeed"
--with loving aamiration--" no wonder 1
Darling child 1 That gown, suits you
sol You look just like a picture."
" Of what? Prosperity ?" aelts Do-
lores, with 0 laugh full of amusement,
as she remembers how she will have to
enact the other side of the picture very
shortly. But that is a secret IMMO
only to her and the Duchess and a very
%duct few.
" No, no; as-- 1306 I meet not
make you wailer than you are. 13y.
the.by, would it not have been better
to dross at the Castle, as you must
change this gown for the mysterious
garments that are to astound Dm later
on ?"
"Well, 1 thought of that ; but, you
see, as I ani not to he the first part
of the entertainment, and as Audrey is
acting, I thought I:01011bl like be See it,
And -and Dick "-with a sweet by
would be there too, and 1
thought I should like to look Moe when
first he meets me."
" Reasons • as plenty as blackberries,' "
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last is the reaeon-Oh? However, that
is neither here hot there. 'I would give
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