The Daily empire. (Dayton, Ohio) 1865-1867, 1866-06-13
THE DAILY EMPIRE.
n. III. ROBINSON,
PUBLISHER AND PROPRIETOR.
MIR, THOMPSON'S UMBRELLA


"Even YOU have heard it,r he said. look
ing scarcely pleased; ''the world Is very
kind. And you believed Il, tool had
hoped you knew me bettern
He. seemed quite hurt, but offered no
Justification. Then he rather formally asked
TO be allowed TO mention the business that
brought him. So IL was business
scorned myself for my folly. which was
not dead vet and | bade him speak
Was asleep or dreaming? Mr., Thomp-
son spoke of my amt, her love for me nv
forlorn position, and expressed thr strongest
wish 70 take care Of me-
'Bnt" he added with some hesitation. Il
can do so but In one fashion-Ais your huss
band. VIII you overlook all those pecu-
liarities In my temper wlIichused to annoy
you, fear, and take what there is of true
an. and good In meS Can yon will you' do
lie looked at me in doubt. All! this was
one of my bitterest moments. He cared so
little for me that he had never suspected
how much ! loved him. And he expected
me 10 take him so. ] clasped my hands and
twisted them nervously; l could not speak
at once. lin .W 1iHl.lt Iir HHr
r"And yoiL Mr.. Thompson said at last;
''and yor----"
"Well, what about mes Do you mean
can I, too, do thlsP" iff'
"Yes; can you do itYn Hi rHu
| it,"
He half smiled at the doubt my question
implied, and he looked at me as he smiled.
Both look and smile eXasperated me.
Mr. Thompson ! said excitedly, II
have not deserved this. Carlo, come here
My poor shaggy Carlo came forward
wagging his tail. He laid his head on my
knee and looked up at me wistfully and
fondly, as only dogs can look when they
yainly seek to read the meaning of a human
face. '' '''' |" - tIi
"lle was I'M outeast" said. looking at
Mr.. Thompson; ''he wasstarving; he came
TO this door; i fed him, and he would not
leave It, | took pity ON him--1 gave him n
mat 10 lie on and n crust TO eat. lie loves
me for it, but Mr.. Thompson, / am not
quite so low as to be brought to this poor
beasts level can take care of myself"
Mr., Thompson threw himself back in his
chair, and uttered dismayed whistle as |
made this free commentary upon his pro-
posal, .,.t,s. ..tl-. ....I. .f.s
well well" he said, recovering slowly.
81 can understand that YOU should not care
for me, but did roteNpecty you would take
II So" u 4.4..l. sd Ia.l4.Hl
"And how could | take it2'' | cried
you give me PITY scorn pity. All, Mr..
Thompson, If were not the poor, forlurn
| girl am, would you feel or speak SOP DO
! You think do not know how rich girls are
wooed aud wonY If you cared an atom for
me would you dare TO come to me with
such languageY'
"What languagep' inII ioai
'What did you mean by taking care of
mep"
"what | said. Yes, Augusta. I wish to
take care of you--true, fond. loving care;
nothing shall make me unsay it,"
| Hespoke warmly, and manly glow rose
| to his face; +; but | would not give in, and |
said, aiigrily, that did not wantto be taken
care Of ef ti; IN 1J
"Do let us drop these unlucky words"
he cntreated; land do tell me whether
you will marry me- yes or no. Let it be, if
you like, that want you to take care of
me. am much older than you are, you
know"
don't know what possessed me. said
NO" oh how would have liked 10 re-
call the word, but it was spoken. and he
rose with n clOuded aud disappointed face
He fingered u little, and asked 10 know why
II was No and not Yes! | said we could not
be happy together. He bowed graveiy and
left me. | suppose he WIS hurt, for hc did
not add II word. No assurance Of friend
ship, of good will, no hope that would re-
lent or change my mind, passed his lips.
The door closed upon him. | heard the
garden gate tall 10, and l felt in a sort of
stupor. IL was over. What madness had
made me Danish him? Every step took
him away farther from NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
not have left ME then, If | could have spuk-
en- the truth Ali II / could have said to
him, Il cannot be happy with you because
love, aud you do not; because my love
and my pride would suffer all day long if
| were your wife; because it is easier To do
without you than to have you on these
terms.n Ii / could have said all this, would
our meeting have ended thus? Ii was too
late TO think of that now, but il was not too
late TO suffer. buried my face in the pill
low Of the couch on which | was sitting,
and cried and sobbed as II my heart would
break. !li llii '.iH .,ia 20 NutTiuI
/ Poor Carlo's cold nose, thrust in the hand
which hung down by my side in the folds
of my dress, reused me, | looked up, and
saw Mr.. Thompson. He wasvery red, and
seemed Jfurried. aUt lF}
IL have forgotten my umbrella" he said,
a little nervously,
Yes; there 1t was, In the corner, that hor-
rible umbrella of hisi But instead of GO
Ing TO look for it. he suddenly came and
sat down on the couch by me. | do not
know how L looked, but Ielt ready TO die
with. shame, He took my hand aud kissed Il.
MY dear Miss Raymond he said per-
suasively, "why should we not be happy
togctherS cannot bear 10 give you up,
indeed cannot. 4 ln5 ss'
looked at him In doubt,
"Then do you really like me ?" asked.
''Do ! really like your Why, what else
have been saying all along?T .ua5
''Iou said you waited 10 take care of me-"
20, IL we are TO 90 back 10 that" he be
gan resignedly, But we did not 90 back To
that; we went back 10 nothing, for a miser-
able girl suddenly became the happiest Of
women. still was not quite satisfied.
You would not have come back IT. il had
not been for that horrible Umbrella of
yoursrI said. with little Jealousy. Hi
"Very true" he replied, with his pecul-
lar smile; "bnt i did come back, and ]
glanced in through the window first, and
saw you hiding your face on that cushion.
aud Carte looking nc you Us u he thought
lt strange You should be So forlorn and so
| came In for my umbrella; aud, 10 tell YOU
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