Daily State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1861-1865, 1862-11-26
INDIANAPOLIS, IND. WEDNESDAY MORNING,

The old man followed the Younger
without opposition. A few minutes later,
over full glasses, the elder began:
my history is soon told / was amer
chants clerk, but always unlucky. As
had nothing by Inheritance. and the young
girl / married was poor, / was never able
to commence business on my own account,
and remained on TO old age in dependant,
subordinate position. Finally was dis
charged on account of my years, and then
began the struggle for subsistence. My
wife died of trouble. and now my poor
child wearies to gain my support. l can
not bear TO see her working herself to
death for me-therefore, it is better | 60
now you know ALL"
Friend exclaimed the young man,
..you are the most fortunate man ever
encountered in my life. 1t is insane to
call that misfortune. Nobody is easier to
help than you. Tomorrow | will make
my will. and YOU shall be-no resistance
my heir. The coming night is my last.
Before this. however, | must see your
daughter, out of pure curiosity. l would
|
deserves the name of acomon."
but, young man, what can it be that
so early has made you unhappy" ques-
toned the elder, much moved.
IL believe it was the wealth which my
father left me. | was the only son of the
richest banker in this city. My father
died five years since, leaving me-more
than was good for me. Since that time i
have been deceived and betrayed by every
one, without exception, with whom / have
had any connection. Some have pretend
ed friendship for me-on account of my
money. Others have pretended to love
me-again for my money; and so it went
on. often mingled in the garb of sim
pie workman, with the masses, and thus
one day became acquainted with charm
ing being. a young girl, to whom my
heart went out in love. / disclosed TO her
neither my name nor my position.
longed to be loved for myself alone, and
for a time il appeared as if was going
to be happy-at last, at last The young
girl and |, whom she still regarded as a
simple workman, met every afternoon at
the Marcusplatz, where we walked up and
down together, passing many happy hours.
One day my girl appeared with red eyes
she had been weeping-and told me we
must part; confessing her life belonged to
another. With these words she tore her.
self from me, and disappeared in the
crowd. Her destiny decided my destiny.
Vainly did rush into the pleasures which
so-called good society" has to offer, but
found my lost peace of soul never never.
l then determined to bring my joyless ex-
istence to close"
Unhappy young man" said the elder,
wiping his eyes; from my whole heart |
pity you. must acknowledge that was
more fortunate than you; for |, at least,
was by two women-my wife and daugh-
ter-tenderly loved"
"Will you give me your address, good
sir, that / may convince myself of the
truth of your story? 1t is not exactly
mistrust, but must see to believe. To-
morrow | will arrange my affairs as /
have already told you. You will remain
in this inn tonight, and i'll the morning
early will return. Give me your word
of honor that you will not leave this house
until come back, and that you will not
in the meantime, speak to any one of what
has taken place between U.S."
You have my word, Go to my dwell
ling to my daughter, and you will find
that / have told you the simple truth
NY name is Wilhelm S. Here is
my address.
With these words he handed the young
man paper, giving the locality of his
dwelling. 1t lay in a suburb, inhabited
bythe poorer classes, at some distance from
the city proper.
And my name is Carl r" here,
upon said the young man. Take this
bank note; it will reach until my return
Carl rang for the waiter, had the pro
prietor called, commended the old man tc
his care in suitable terms, and left the
. house.
, Hardly had the morning broke, wher
Carl found himself on his way to the sub
urb where lived the daughter of the old
man with whom he had become acquaint
ed under such peculiar circumstances. Il
was not without trouble that he found the
house. 1t was a poor place. The young
man Knocked, opened the door, and in
voluntarily stepped back.
: What did he see:
The young girl whose Inconsistency haC
made his life burden, unbearable, stood
, before him. She had grown pale, very
| pale; but he knew her at first glance; i
was Bertha. whom he had once hoped t'
call his own.
. AT his appearance the young cir
q sprang toward him, overcome with JOY
and held out her little hand. Tn,
n Young man waved her back, exclaiming:
! "You did not expect TO see me!"
:. The poor girl sank into seat, and GOV
i cred her pale, beautiful countenance witt
n her hands.
8 Are YOU Wilhelm SIS daughter!
asked the young man coldly, after pause
n Il am" answered the maiden timidly.
And who and where is that other 4
whom as you told me at parting. your lif
I belonged:"
+, The other is my father" answered tn
r young girl, looking up to the young MAJ
f with a glance, in which she spoke the ten
/