Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1871-06-16
pie or a handful Of marbles with ANYBODY

'Then, Alice, my little treasure there is
but one alternative left open 10 me- to give
you back the troth you plighted to me-
cannot drag you down to poverty with ME
moac."
"Florian," cried Alice, with the tears
flashing into her soft eyes and deeper dye
Of crimson to her cheek. do you think l
would give up your love now Never, dear
est Let us be poor and happy together we
can both work, and love will shed sun
shine over the darkest lot.''' ae
| "But, Alice, you have been so tenderly
brought up" saI.
"Do you think am dependent on velvet
carpets and diamonds, and box at the ope-
ra. for my happiness. Florian ?" she asked,
almost reproachfully.
'My darlingr" was his low murmured
reply as he folded her to his heart ''Let
Albert Wheatley have the Arkwright for
stune now. | envy him none of its yellow
glare, since your noble, disinterested heart
is NINE"
MIR. Dana was in his Office, when ''Sem-
pronius Parkes" card was broughtin Mr.
Dana, who happened to be that rara avis,
an honest lawyer laid down his pen and
! told his clerk to show the stranger in.
! 1t was not much that Sempronius Parkes
wanted-a little matter that was soon dis
patched but somehow they drifted off into
a desultory conversation afterward, and
happened on the sudden death of old Amos
Arkwright.
''Pve been told he was enormously rich, /"
said Mr.. Parkes, tapping his snuff box.
Yes said Mr.. Dana, cit was curl
GUS whim of the old mans, constituting ME
bis legal executor. Why, I never saw him
IN my life!' isfa 'llz9is 2i-f#
"No?" slu 9sia8 '.g SOD
'Never once But Of one thing Pm quite
certain, to use IL Hibernianism- the great
est mistake Of his lifetime was at his DEATH
How do you mean?'' asked Mr..
Parkes." aio--agils
sin leaving his money to that young
Wheatley." sa aaas aaa ~ sa-
"a miser, eh p fe.
son the contrary, as graceless spend
thrift as you ever saw. Gambling: betting
at the races. vicious amusements and degra-
ding company. His prosperity seems to
have acted on him as have sometimes seen
sunshine act on rank. boisome patch Of
weeds, stimulating him into Haunting folly'
spending the old mans money, eh 2"
"Not entirely; for the best of it was for
tunately SO tied up that he could only use
the interest but whatever could by any
possibility be squandered has vanished
There was another nephew, was there
not ?'' at
Eyes, Florian Leyerson. He is mar
RED"
Married 2"
Eyes; and is in Jay 4 Dyson's banking
house doing well. Nobody had any idea Of
the steadiness and common sense there was
in that young fellow
II suppose he is furious at his uncle's
partiality."
II have never heard him express any
such opinion. He always declares that the
money was his uncle to do with as he saw
fit, and that he has received too many kind
nesses at the hands of Mr.. Arkwright to be-
gin to criticise his memory now"
Mr.. Parkes took snuff ...-..f-
"Must be curious young man." he said
dryly. "And who, may [ ask, did he mar
ry%
"Miss Dean; and very energetic, thor
ough-going little wife she makes for him.
In this case, the disinherited nephew seems
to have received the most real happiness Of
the two" f..
"It's very peculiar sort of story" said
Mr.. Parkes, rising ''but must be going
Good evening, Mr.. Dana. I'm much OBJ
J liged to you for your politeness about those
stamps"
And Mr.. Dana went lack to his legal
tolls, never once mistrusting that he had
been talking to ghost!
Florian Leverson and his wife were sitting
contentedly at their unpretending little fire.
side, when knock came to the door, Flo
rian started little.
eff my uncle Arkwright were not deac
J and buried" he said to Alice, II should
declare that was his knock"
"Nonsense," said Alice playfully, and
she opened the door.
There stood Mr. Amos Arkwright, smil
ing contentedly
"Good evening"" said Uncle Arkwright
$ walking in as if nothing at all had happened
"Youre at tea, 1 sce Can you give me ,
: cup, strong, without milk or sugar?''
ag Alice uttered a cry, and ran behind Flo
rian. Florlan started at the apparition will
, face as pale as ashes ~ = 't@t 81
"Uncle p .sbE1~i 'N'" '"tA,-i aaa-
YES it's H. said Mr.. Arkwright. warm
ing his coat-tails at the fire. "Pm no
g dead-I've been alive in Chicago the Who'll
d time; but you understand l wanted to Sc
for myself how things were going to work
It and you and this bright-eyed little wife o
yours-come here. my dear, and give me
q kiss-are trumps J" .,.-,a -
Mrs Alice, now quite convinced tina
. Uncle Amos aoas Uncle Amos, and no sheet
: ed ghost, but rather plump old gentleman
u in a gray wooden suit and CATERS, came ac
}. cordingly with the fragrant kiss on her cher
ry lips, and sealed herself at once as frs
favorite with the capricious old millionaire
IT While Florian, as his uncle said, 'behave
more like an insane school boy than rea
< soning member of society,"
Uncle Arkwright's little stratagem ha
a a succeeded brilliantly in discerning the falls
y stone from the diamond. Albert Wheatley
shorn of the glitter of his temporary pros
). perity, is a billiard marker now, some
- where in the South; and Mr.. Arkwrigh
. is domiciled with Mr.. and Mrs. Floria
,, Leverson, the most complaeent old gentle
man north of Mason and Dixon's line
!. How Poor PEOPLE L1vE,-Alexande
/, H., gets IS, 250, 900 annually. or $500
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