The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-09-09

up to her temples. Mr.. Duboise neede'
!, no other replJ; but Blanche spoke:
Il do
: 'Kou doP be replied, startled into as
toDisbment.
Yes father, do
And who is it, prayt
Gerard Cole
If Mr.. Duboise was astonished before
he was thunderstruck with surprise now
The aristocratic merchant lifted up bis
hands in horror at the very thought o.
his daughter coudescen nding even to utter
the name of such nobody, mechanic
and fireman, as Gerard Cole.
Despite her position, Blanche Daboise
could not be amused at the wonder de
ipictcd upon the countenance of her father
as she mentioned the name Of the one she
loved Such suspicion had never en-.
tered the noddle of the wealthy NAH
At last be found his tongue again.
! Blanche Daboise, breathe that name
again and you are no daughter of mine
To think that you could stoop SO low as
even to notice such person as this Cole,
is disgrace to you and your family
The daughter of millionaire in love
with a mechanic and fireman! Prepos-
terous.'
Mr.. Pursy Duboise thought SO: but his
pretty daughter Blanche saw nothing pre-
posterous in it. True Gerard Cole;was a
fireman, but she thought that an honor,
instead of badge of ignominy. They
were noble body of men; ever ready to
sacrifice their own health, happiness, ease
aye, and life, in saving the property and
lives of their fellows. Where duty called
them, there they went. regardless of the
danger and the labor. But besides all
this, Gerard Cole was no common me-
chanic. He has already won fame as an
inventor, and his genious had been ac.
knowledged by men of science, and bis
future was looked forward to with inter-
est by those who labor to advance the in
terests of the human race. That her
father knew this, Blanche had no doubt
He had often mentioned the name, but
never daughters. How he could call
Gerard Cole nobody" when conscious
of his genius, Blanche could not under
stand. The pride of birth and wealth
had not crushed her heart over with the
scales that encased the heart of her faith
er, whose only offerings were at the idols
shrine.
Her eyes, as yet. had not been dazzled
by the glitter of station and the pomp
and circumstance of wealth Hence she
could not see or feel as her father felt and
saw.
Gerard Cole nobody and wby!' she
felt constrained to ask.
Does he move in the circles in which
you do!'
Blanche confessed be did not.
as be rich and respected!'
Rich be is not, iu this worlds goods;
but be is rich in genious-riches which
do not take to themselves wings and fy
away. Respected be may not be by
those who shine in circles of fashion, but
by those who reverence true worth and
who honor talent, even though found iD
the boom of mechanic, be is respected
and esteemed
Blanche paused. She felt that she had
entered into quite defence for Gerard
Perhaps in her eageruess to controv ert
her father, she had transgressed the
bounds of msidenly nodesty But mo-
ment's thought exonersted her from the
charge, and she waited whatever reply
her father had to make.
1T is u~elcss for you to continue in
your strain Of communication, Blanche
l tell you that you must obey me. Ar
thur Grey has spoken to me upon the
subject, and my decision has been given
him. lie comes tonight to hear it from
your Own lips. See toit, that it conforms
With mine or you 60 forth to the world
my daughter no longer. Your love for
Gerard Cole is as ridiculous as your ideas
of wealth and respectablity. | will have
none of it. Understand me for this con.
versatiou-already extended beyond rea-
son, must never be renewed again. Tie
zuty yO~ oace TO your father is one not to
be lightly cast aside The child 0aces an
obedience to the parent which no other
can outweigh. And your
1uty is made plain. Remember that you
act 10 accordance with it!'
Mr.. Duboise moved toward the door
Blanche fell at bis feet and cried as she
,!asped bis hands.
And is there no other wayl Must love
be sacrificed to dutyl OIL father, please,
pause before you coDsign me to worse
han living death.
But Mr.. Duboise released bis hands
Ind, as be raised her up and bid her
tand aside, added.
l study Jour happiness in what do
life is a bubble that will soon
Freak. Your duty should make you love
o WELD to the wishes of your father, to
whom yon owe life. station, and power.
Blanche Dubois is alone in her own
DOM.
In her hand is the miniature OF a young {
nan whose high forehead and clear eyes
'etoken genius and strength of miad.--
)u the table by her side is a package Of
attare t,oJ x.;.t, bl,o r;bbop