The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1872-02-27

young man of principle, he felt in duty
bound to give an immediate and decided
answer.
81 feel nattered by your preference y
he said in reply, "and it is very crafty
ing to me to know that you hold me in
such high esteem; but cannot accede
to your proposal am engaged to an
other"
"Well, sir, as you please" said Mr.
Moore, with a suddenly assumed stern
ness of demeanor, "but you will lose
much by your decision. Allow me to
ask you who your intended is ?"
Miss Jenny Irving"
"Miss Irving!" said Mr. Moore, with
feigned astonishment; "MisS Irving. q
penniless girl
'Yes, sir; and an Orphan was the
quick reply"
"Indeed! an orphann' said Mr.. NJ.
"well l pity her then,as l do all orphans
but really, George, you are throwing
yourself away-you will not get a penny
by her"
81 know it, sir, and do not wish it,
replied our hero with spirit. 81 marry
her for herself, not for her money"
every well, sir" said Mr.. Moore, and
turning away he soon left the room
"Ah, ha, my lad in love with Mad
anne Lavelle's Queen; the little milliner,
said young Tom Moore, addressing
George as the former came rushing into
his fathers store, one afternoon, soon
after Georges conversation with Mr.
Moore. "Ah, ha! in love, eh ?"
We'll, yes; suppose might as well
own up first as last," said George with d
smile.
"Of course You might" said the for
mer. "Well, man, what's her dover ?"
"Youth, beauty and a contented mind
is her dower,'' replied George, sand
that's enough for me-"
Enough !-that'll support you, ell p
said Moore, provokingly.
"No, but will make me happy" said
George.
"Hsppiness and poverty are two exact
opposites, in my opinion" replied Tom,
''and such as you will find hard work,
Pm thinking,to reconcile to each other.
"Tll try it." said George
"Well, do, If you please replied
Tom, sneeringly, land by and BY report
progress. 1 fancied that, girl myself, but
I'm sure can't marry 6eggar. A wife
without money is q poor prize in my es-
timation"
Jenny is no beggar,' was on Georges
lips, in reply, but ere he had dme to
speak he was summoned to customer.
"Jenny will show Them her value yet, "
said a musical voice behind him." and
turning, he saw Jenny, who had glideo
noiseless,y in to bring him an invitation
to party which she had just received
rUr HrIu, noIurngs 11UJiIor sIso N 1ier
hand, on which her own name was dis
tinetly written.
She had unintentionally heard young
Moore's remark ,and well understood its
meaning-much better, in fact, than
George understood the hidden meaning
of hers when she said, with unusual EN-.
phasis, "Jennv will show them her value
yet"
But few days elapsed ere the story
got around that George had been offer
ed the hand of rich Mr.. Moore's daugh-
ter in marriage, but had declined it for
that Of Jenny Irving.
Some wondered at his choice, while
others considered it one of true love
and consequently one of wisdom.
Time wore away, and year brought
around the day fixed for George and
Jenny's wedding.
One evening, but a few days previous
to the time appointed, they were conver-
sing together at Jennys aunt's, s,where she
boarded.
"We shall be obliged to have plain
wedding, suppose, my DEAR" said
George, ''and commence life in snug
way, for my income is not very large,
you know"
"As you please, George" was the
reply; "any way that is most agreeable
to you, and in. which we can live the
happiest But" said she, with light
ringing laugh, "are you not going to
take me to church in your carriage ?"
"In carriage, perhaps" said George,
"though probably not my carriage, as l
have not the pleasure of owning one"
"Just so," said Jenny. swell, then,
suppose / send mine after your"
"Yours that would be a joke, for a
milliner girl hardly out Of her sppren-
ticeship, to set up a carriage Of her own,
and send off after her intended the NOR
ming of her wedding"
"Strange things have happened"
Eyes, may be; but the thing does not
seem possible, OF at least probable, I'm
our case. You were not born to for
tune, Jenny"
Indeed" replied Jenny; "your re
marks are not calculated to give me
very exalted opinion of my condition in
life; but l viii forgive my future hus-
band this time, as he has not yet very
closely investigated my personal history
OF one thing am certain, however, and
that affords me no little qualification, you
did not marry me for my money, little
beggar,' as am, or at least as Mr.. Tom
Moore saw fit to designate me"
Nothing more was said about fortunes
then, but George had sudden surprise
in store for him, somewhat startling, and
ias unexpected as any event that could
happen to any moral.
On his bridal morning,as he was dres-
sing at his boarding house, an elegant
carriage with span of milk-white hor-
ses. stopped before the door, and the
driver springing from his seat, rang the
door-bell and inquired for Mr. George
>LenoX
"What does this mean,'' was Georges
first thought. 81 ordered q carriage, but
not near as elegant a one as this. There's
something wrong here"
you've made some mistake in the
name," said he to the driver.
81 think not sir" replied the driver.
"Then who sent you here" said
George.
Miss Jenny Irving"