The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1870-03-03

onr story, had sought them out and offer
ed his services gratituousl ly-an offe
gratefully accepted He knew they wer,
poor. but never until Lucg's revelation
had he dream d IF the extent of thei
poverty. Mary's loveline>> had mad,
a deep impression on his heart. .and wher
he left them that night. it was with tho
resolve to shield her in the future, unde
!: his protecting love, from all life : care
l. was indeed fierce storm that Mary
was to encounter on her way to Mr. Re
yere's splendid mansion. and her progres:
was necessarily slow.
As chilled by the stinging blast ani
blinded hy snow. she staggered up the
steps of the handsome mansion anc. rang
the bell, sleigh dashed up to the door
and when il was opened to the girl. d
gentleman alighted and ran lightly up.
passing in ere it was closed, saying to the
servant
II will await for Miss Ella in the
drawing room.
Mary started she knew the voice OF
! DR.. Hunter, and not wishing to he re-
cognized, drew her hood closely around
her face.
Poor girl I" said the doctor, "what
nicht for woman to be abroad
He lirtle dreamed who he was pi,ying.
Directed by the servant he tapped
lightly at the door of the opposite room.
Ii was opened by Ella Raymond in a
! towering rage, her face distorted by pas
sion.
$50 you have come at last she ex-
claimed angrily; two hours behind
time. l did think Mary Grey, yon were
poor ennngh to have that one virtue OF
punctu ,llty.
Il am sorry I have disappointed yon
| Miss Raymond. | have sat up thee
night until dcybreak to complete it in
+ time; but my mother has been very i'll
and needed my care, which must oe my
excuse.
| DIR. Hunter, in the drawing-rooH,
caught the silvery accents, and-torgiye
him, reader-listened.
Nv hat is your mothers sickness to
me? You promised the dress at seven,
and now it is nine. Your excuse is Il
poor one.
Believe me. I regret it, but it was
impossible for NE to be earlier. You will
obige me, as | am in haste if you will
now pay me for it and let me go
Pay you, in!eed Not |. III pun
iSh you for your tardi less. I'll tie zen
you 10 make promises and break thep.
just as many hours as you have kept
ne waiting for my dress, SO many days
Will keep you OUT OF yoIr muney.
"Oh, Miss Raymond, you will not,
you cannot be SO cruel My mother Is Ill
and needs nourl,hment, my little sister Is
starving and depended IN this twenty
five dollars from you 10 supply their
wants. | must have the money.
Not from me, said Fila, with a
tauntlng laugh, as she shut the door III
her face, ami turned into the room to ad
mlre the exquisite garment.
t'aint from want of food. and crushed
by her dl~appolntment, Mary lett the
abode uf wealth. not knowing where to
look for help in her trouble. On the
pavement still bright with the rich ilnt
from the crIm-nn curtains, she shipped
an1 tell nsenSible. Strong arms raised
her tcn1eriy, and lifted her luto the fur
lined slei gh at the door, and swiftly 1t
sned home ward. Her fit of insensiblllGy
produced by exhaustion and distress, WAS
a long one, and when she awoke to con
SciouSncsS, warmth ana ght were around
her, while at the table. on which was
spread a comiortable meal. sat famished
little Lucy eating to her heart cpntent.
! Her head was pll0wed on the breast OF
DR.. Hunter, his arms eninlding her.
Biushingly she sought to Withdraw from
his embrace. but bending over her, he
whi>pered,-
NO, darling; lie still, close to my
heart, sheltered by my love. No more
poverty, no more sorrow, If yon will only
give me the right to shelter you from 1t
dear one.
Trembling with happiness unspeakabe
Mary hid her t,ce against his shoulder;
but gently turning It towards him, he
looked down into the depths of her WON
leriul e,es. and reading there how fully
his love was returned, pressed tervent
kiss upon her lips, and. rising. lei ner to
her mother, 'or rhe consent TO and bless
ing on their union.
The clock struck ten, and the doctor
said, with fond glance at Mary
Il must leave you, now, to keep my
appointment with the heireSs. She must
display my darlings work at the ball to-
night. or die of VI xatlon.
The expectant fair one waited half an
hour for the Iardy escort. but there Was
no look OF anger on her beautiful face, no
| llscordrnt notes marred the harmony o!
thr soft, sweet tones with which she
ch.led DIR. Hunter for his want of pune
tuaity.
1t was lust one month since the night
Of Mrs. EriSton's ball In that time Lr.
Hunter had bought and furnished an
elegant residence on Fifth Avenue. He
was weary of single life. he told his
friend ~,and was preparing a cage Tor the
| bird of his choice. Invitations were out
| For IA grand house warming. at which the
WI Id wnu,d know the select bride of" the
best catch in the city
Every ore tixeed their eyes on the belle
of the seasnn and were confident that the
charming heiresS, to whom of late he had
been raving marked attention, was the
envied one
lie will certainly propose tonight,
Guardy." she said to Mr.. Revere, as she
stoud before the glass arranging her
graceful riaglets. lyon will not have
me on your hands much longer.
Disappointed once, Ella. he answered
you may be again Still you may wake
me If you cume home engaged to DIR.
1Iutter. >
The rooms were crowded. as ELLA, su
perbly dressed. swept into the spleudld
hall ske expected soon to call her own.
Many curious eyes were turned upon hel
a. she passed with queenly grace to the
reception room. and reached the spot
where the host stood with a lady beside
him in bridal attire, lovely as poet ;
dream.
She started and turned pale. but re-
covering her sslt.possesSi"n. advanced
while he. holding out his hand. greeted
her as friend. then leading her gently
forward, presented her to his bride
Stnpe6ed she gazed on the face o.
May Grey. the de pissed seamStress, ut
tered an hvsterical shrek. and tainted