Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1859-05-18
Well, whats wanied?'

NN"pS'"S S-it1ih young lduieS Wno'
pride she wished to humble. They ha
onl 2 mink. or satin at best. and sh
would hurt their eyes with sables.
Jane, L wish you would go up TO th
large closet in the third story passage
and bring me small bundle, tied wit
piece OF red cord, which lies on the to
shelf
III ring Tor Ellen, if you desre it
answered Jane. without moving
When | ask you TO ring for servan
you can do so,' said Mrs. Dunlap, wit
unconcealed displeasure.
L don't know what you have servant
for, if you don't make them wait on you,
relorted Jane sharply.
Mr.. Dunlap turned his ear and listened
i wish you 10 get me the bundle,
said Mrs. Duulap. She spoke firmly.
II there were no servants in the house
it would be fair enough to call on me t
run up and down stairs, replied Jane, il
increasing i'll nature. But, as it is, yo1
ask more than is reasonable I'm not
" alter
This was more than Mr. Dunlap coulc
bear. For weeks he had felt the storm
OF adverse circumstances bearing upor
him with steadily increasing violence
and with all tie GOODNESS of brave com
msnder, he had kept his eyes at the
point of danger and striven with uuwearied
skill 10 pass The reefs and currents amids
which his bark was struggling. Bat tn,
events of that day had shown him tha
skill, courage and toll were of no avail
TIE keel of his goodly vessel was already
srring among The breakers, and theit
was no human power that could save hen
from destruction. Our merchant YVES nc
coward. In his way up, he had strirer
bard. but gained mental stamina in the
struggle after fortune. And now, when
fortune vas ebbiug away Ike swiftly
receding tide, he did not shudder Ike a
wsakling. What if his snip we're among
The breakers? Life was yet safe And
something might be recovered after the
hull went to pieces in the storm. And
80. be was already neryiDg himself for
the worst.
The last remark of his daughter was
more, we have said, than Mr.. Dunlap
could bear. Ii had not been his intention
10 make known to his family, for day
or " yet, tie painful trials that too sure
iy awaited them. But this little scene
excited new uain of thought, and he
determined to speak out with a plainness S
that would leave no room for migappre-
hension. And so he arose from the sofa,
and passed slowly towards the centre OF
the room. Both Mrs. Dunlap and Jane
looked up in his face. and both half star
ted with surprise at its psleness and
strange expression.
'Sables? did hear Alright. Jane?' Mr.
Dunlap looked at his daughter in a wild
kind of way. There was something in
his voice that sent a shiver along her
nerves.
Yes. sables. she answered, trying to
speak in finn and decided tone.
'You shall have them; and they shall
be dark as midnight
Oh, with what startling tone OF Bit
terness we're the words uttered. The
face OF Jane grew pale. and the busy
hands of her mother fell molionless in her
lap.
Yes, you shall have sables, but OF
another kind than those about which you
have been SO vainly dreaming. Sables
iOi thS HShil-HOL loT Tue lule nauuS anu
dainty shoulders
MIR. Dunlap paused in his speech
he was conscious of having be-
trayed himself too far-of having com
the announcement of approach
ing misfortune in wrong and unmanly
way.
'Oh, Edwin! What does this mean?
And the faithful, loving, strong hearted
wife, who had walked ever erect by his
side, whether the sun shone or the rain
fell, sprung forward from her chair, and
grasping his arms, looked eagerly in his
disturbed face.
Mr.. Dunlap was man of quick self
control. Only moment or two of res
olute repression was required to calm
the turbulence of feeling which had been
awakened.
ssh down again. he said in an even
one, and as he spoke he drew his wife
.oward the sofa, from which he had few
before arisen. Jane he added,
urning toward his bewildered daughter,
over whose white cheeks the tears were
already beginning to fall; sit down beside
your mother. have something 10 say
hat deeply concerns you BOTH
Then Mr.. Dunlap took chair, and
irawing it in front of the sofa, sat down.
There was brief struggle for entire |
and then the man was
'estored 10 himself
Margaret There was tenderness
n the tones of Mr.. Dunlap's voice that !