The White Rose of MemphisFalkner, William C. (Clark)
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The White Rose of Memphis
Falkner, William C. (Clark)
Memphis (Tenn.) -- Fiction
“She uttered a smothered scream, sprang through the door, and seized
both of my hands and began to jerk them up and down. Never had my eyes
beheld such a lovely object as the one then before me, such radiant
beauty, such lofty, dazzling charms, such large, liquid blue eyes and
bright golden hair, such round, pretty arms, such a tall, stately form!
Nothing could match this angelic creature! I was stunned--surprised, and
almost paralyzed, as I stood staring with open mouth at the wonderful
beauty before me. ‘Is this Lottie? Can this be the same little blue-eyed
thing who tramped so many miles by my side long, long ago?’ That was the
question that naturally forced itself on my mind. I could not realize
the fact that this radiant model of perfection and the little
sore-footed tramp were one and the same person.
“‘I am going to give you a real good scolding, Eddie,’ she said as she
still held both of my hands tightly clasped in hers. ‘Why have you not
come to see me before now; and what made you come so late to-night; and
what made you slip in here and hide as if you had been doing a mean
thing?’
“All I could do was to stand like an idiot, staring at the indescribable
beauty before me, unable to utter a word. I then and there concluded
that she never would be mine. No such woman could ever come down low
enough to be the wife of a half-educated pill-maker.
“‘What is the matter, Eddie?’ she exclaimed in an anxious tone, as she
cast a look of surprise at me. ‘You are ill--your hands are very cold,
and your face is as pale as death.’
“‘No, I am very well, I thank you,’ I managed with a struggle to say.
“‘You are trying to deceive me, but you cannot do it; you have been
ill?’
“‘Partners for a quadrille!’ exclaimed the leader of the band, and three
young men made a dash toward Lottie, each one claiming her as a partner.
She took the arm of Mr. Heartsell, after some little controversy as to
whose turn it was to dance with her, and soon was floating through the
waltz with him.
“‘By Jupiter! She is a stunner, ain’t she, Sam?’ exclaimed a dandyfied
youth as Heartsell led her away.
“‘Your head’s level, and don’t you forget it!’ replied the one
addressed, who was a little, hook-nosed law student with but a small
amount of brains and lots of brass.
“Wherever I went I could hear groups of young men lavishing their
extravagant praises on the wonderful young beauty who had so suddenly
blazed down among them like a newly discovered planet.
“As soon as Lottie was released from Heartsell she came back to me.
‘Eddie,’ said she, ‘I want you to enjoy yourself here to-night, and you
must let me introduce you to some of these charming young ladies. I
heard one expressing an anxiety to be introduced to that tall, handsome
young gentleman with the shaggy whiskers. I think she is smitten with
both you and your whiskers; come, let me introduce you!’
“‘No, you must excuse me--Lottie, I will not dance to-night, unless it
is with you.’
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