The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1854-11-22
The MilIienaire's Daughter.

One fine morning in the summer OF '33
. handsome but poorly dressed boy, call
cd at the door of a rich mansion in LIZ
square, in New York city. and offered
some baskets Of strawberries for ssle.--
Haying disposed ofthe fruit, he was about
10 depart, when his attention was arrested
by the appearance Of a beautiful girl some
twelve years old. who crossed the hall
near the door. She was the daughter oi
the gentleman Of the house. The kind
look which she bestowed on him struck a
nhord in his heart, which until that mo-
ment had never vibratcd.
Ea ssShe is very loyely!" he exclaimed.
msnsally, '.but she is the daughter Of a
nilionaire--she can be nothing to me -
s He returned to the fields in search OF
some more fruit, but the remembrance
uf that sunny face attended him closely
In his rambles.
81 am young he continued to himself.
"Wodld could make myself worthy Of
her - and this thought, though it Gid not
baAish feelings, hushed them.
a week had passed, and the little boy
again stood with palpitating heart At the
rich man 3 door. His fruit was purchased
"a before, and he received his money from
the white hand Of the fair one, whom from
the moment he first saw her he dared TO
love. She spoke kindly to him and bade
him call again.
Q Hesdid not forget the order. He called
agains but the season was advancing, and
the fruit had become. scarcity.
.at'sl shall not be able to bring you any
more. y he said one morning. ii am sor-
~, for il was a pleasure for mo to call
here, but We may meet hereafter"
he yonng heart that futtered in the
bosom of that young girl, was touched al
the musical, though somewhat melancho-
II tone in which this was uttered, and
sbe'timidly replied that she would remem.
tar him.
Eve shall meet again. Miss. when
promise you, you shall no. be ashamed
20 acknowledge the acquaintance of the
poor strawberry boy
She thought the language singular, but
flisy parted.
Three years elapsed. The tide Of spec.
ulation which was then swelling in our
country, had not reached the food. and
the rich man with his beautiful daughter
rolled in his elegant carriage on their way
% Triiity Church. Charlotte was Just
sweet sixteen, and the bud was just chang
ing 10 the open rose. Shs was fair in
deed,
The, service had ended-the magnifi-
oenl carriage istood-at the church door /;
lbeselegant caparisoned horses paved the
ground uneasiiy--a liversd footman held
tbe door. and the wealthy merchant hand.
ed his lovely dau ghter into the coach,
4apid. the low obesiance Of her gay ad.
Why does she not observe the hom.
ags ot. her thousand butterfly admirers.
aAYoupg plainly dressed stranger stands
auisuix ss,ths sids oil the church door, end
hsf gsza for q moment is riveted on his
Oeuntenanee.e
rWho eanlit be ?"--no, she cannot re.
member. as4S
Che cprriags rolls slowly towards the
statelysmansionI of sherman Of wealth. and
the father discovers an uncommon quiet
,pess in h,s daughters demeanor.
sseMy dear Charlotte, are you i'll -
eeN father, no-I am quite we'll"
They arrived at the door. The strang-
~ WAS there. They alight-he extends
! yery slight, but respectful bow TO the
heissse. aud moves on.
4 blush tingss the bright cheek-she
ytcoghfzes him.
Charlotte rsiired TO her chamber; she
- pnhappy --but surely the strsngerw vas
nothlab toAet ,sor sshs to him.