The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1872-02-01
HeGFt-TrILe
at is such a bother to be pOOrp'

| III Is sucn bother 10 be poor "
There had been a long interval OF
silence in Mrs. Jameson's sitting
room, when Gertie made this excla-
nation.
"What is the new bother, Gertie ?''
The pleased voice and tone of kindly
| inquiry made the young girl blush
deeply, as she replied
80, mamma, never mind. 1 was
only thinking aloud"
Thinking of what?u
"Of some velvet flowers l saw yes
terday, which just matched this rib
bOn," and Gertie held up q bonnet
she was trimming. 'FVelvet flowers
are so lovely for a winter bonnet, and
this one needs something"
81 am sure it looks very nice, Ger
mice !p said the girl, seornfulIy,
emphasizing the word; 'iyes, it is very
nice, and that turned silk is nice, and
the short sack made out of your old
coat is nice, and cleaned gloves are
nice, and"
"Why, GertieW exclaimed her mo-
ther, in a voice of amazement.
"But there is nothing stylish or
handsome in kid gloves, and re-trim.
med bOnnets, and old cloaks turned
into sacques, and so 1 say poverty is
q bother"
"Gertie, put away that bonnet, and
come here. Now, little daughter
said the widow, gently, "tell me the
meaning this sudden TRADE against
poverty; of the restless tossing heard
from your room last night; Of the
nervous unquiet Of my discontented
little girl since yesterday"
There was no reply.
"Gertie, what did Leon Payne say
to you last EVENING"?
HE asked me to be his wife," The
words were jerked out hastily.
"And you answered."
"Jane came in to shut up the parlor,
not knowing he was there, and she
staid, so he got no answer at all"
"But ne must be answered. He ehas
spoken to me and I told him it must
rest with you"
"Mamma?n this after long, deep
silence.
'iHe is very rich. When he mar
ries, his wife will have every luxury.
If-if it is I, we can have you with us,
and Jane need not teach that hOrrid
school any longer. We were on the
street the other day, and stopped to
look into q jewelers. window and he
pointed out the kind of jewels he
would wish his wife to wear. I need
not wear old silks then, mamma"
"Then you intend to accept his Of
fer"
al don't know, you see there is
Harry"
"B1t Harry can't afford you jew
els"
mo, poor Harry! If he only had
three thousand dollars, Mr.. Ingraham
would take him into the firm. He
told me all about it last week. But
think how long it will take to save
three thousand dollars, and, of course,
his wife must save and pinch and
economic till he is able to spend more
freelo.n
ayes dear, there would be no varia-
tions on the turned cloth and retrim-
med bonnets; no velvet flowers, no
Jewels"
HBut such a noble, true heart; such
tender love-"
''Leon Payne loves your"
Gas much as he loves anything be-
yond his own pleasure and comfort.
He is so thoroughly selfish, so hard,
and thinks so little of himself. 1t is
his wife that must be handsomely
dressed, ride in her carriage, and re-
fleet credit upon his choice. Mamma,
he loves me because am pretty and
can sing well, and can manage him
nicely. Harry loves me because it is
L"
There was a violent jerk at the door
bell at that instant that called Gertie
to the door. She came back with fly
ing feet.
1.-TWO valentines, mammal I had
forgotten it was the fourteenth"
'fTwo?n
ayes. o, mamma, Iook!"
She had torn the cover from the
dainty package in her hand, and
opened q morocco case inside. Upon
the black velvet lining lay a pdTture
of glittering diamonds, flashing up
where a stray sunbeam fell upon them
into q glorious sea of color.
''LeOn Paynep' cried Gertie. "Are
they not exquisite?"
Mrs. JamesOn's lips quivered alittle
as she saw her daughters flushed face
and bright eyes, and her heart sent
up silent prayer for the future before
her eyes.
"Look at the Others" she said
quietly.
"Only a copy of verses" said Gertie.
''Violet eyes and all that sort of thing.
But are not these diamonds magnifi-
cent? 1t is the very set admired so
much the other day."
"Gertie it is eleven O'Clock, and I
must 90 to Mrs. Lewis little daughter,
you may have callers while am out.
She drew her child into her arms and
/ looked with anxious love into her eyes.
'Gertie, my daughter, be true TO
your own heart" And so she left
her.
True to her own heart. Gertie
Jameson sat down to ponderover these
words. The diamonds flashed out
| their glorious waves of light before
her eyes; the copy of verses lay open
upon the little work table, and Gertie
sat musing. Pictures of the past came
/ into succession into her memory.
It was ten years ago, but she could
still remember the day, since heI
father had been called to the shadow
land. The luxurious country home
where she and Jane, her eldest sister,
were born, was sold, and they had
come to the city. Her mother, one o.
the finest amateur pianists of hel
time, had begun to teach music, anc
they had lived upon her earnings un'
til Jane was old enough TO take the
French class in q large seminary, anC
Gertie to have singing scholars a.
home; but even with these additions
their income was very limited. Clos