ENGIN MONTHLY JOURNAL Vol. XXXIX. C. H. SALMONS, EDITOR AND MANAGER, The Engagement Ring. JANUARY, 1905. A little figure was rubbing its eyes as it struggled upright upon a seat in a tiny summer house in a tiny garden in the suburbs of Maidstone. It was spring weather, and sleep overcomes one so in the languid days of May. At least, it was certain slumber had overtaken Rose Maple, and she had slept through the whole time she should have been perfecting herself in her French lesson. For how was she ever to reside in Paris without knowing any more than to say a few sets of phrases out of her exercise book? NUMBER I. Rose's French grammar had fallen to the ground during her nap, and she stooped and picked it up with a long sigh of sleepiness. Then, as her eyes fell on the title page, where, in a bold text was inscribed her name, in connection with the words, "From Roland," a blush spread over her face, and her slumber was completely dissipated by a rush of happy thoughts. Turning the leaves of the book, to find the place where she was studying, she looked casually at the fourth finger of her left hand, thinking of the engagement ring wherewith it was bound; but the finger was empty and L. S. & M. S. FAST MAIL PASSING DETROIT STREET, CLEVELAND, O., AT A 50 MILE RATE, BRO. GEO. MALT AT THE THROTTLE.-COURTESY BRO. G. F. CROSS, DIV. 3. |