Huntington independent. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1871-1874, 1873-11-13
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| grew uneasy.
"Perhsps she is ill-~a'tno u
wauI!" | Thought. G-a
And the more | pondered on I'll
matter, the more uneasy felt.
Perhaps she ls aead!'
Aud with that la.t cverwhelning )
thought came thu full revelation o
my own heart. | had grown to low
Hetty Dorranco.
Well, Why not2 | could nlfort q
wife as well as most men. Hetty was
only a work girl, aud lame also; bu
she bad face like an angel, and :
heart vs white as lily. Of that
felt certain. | loved her, why
should | not marry her?
SO | sat down and wrote her a lit.
tie note saying simply that | loved
her, and asked her if she would con
sent to become my wife; and | cen
cluded By saying that | would call
on the morrow to receive her answer,
Just as had sent my letter off,
there came a knock at the door.
"Mr. Harvey, are you alone? Gao
I speak to you for one minutey
''Is that you, Helena Arden? Why,
| thought you we're married and
gone TO California" | cried.
II am married-to a spendthriti
oud villainp said she, with little,
hoarse laugh; "and | am going to
California tomorrow; but | wanted
to say word to You first. | want
to pay you for something
"For wha,?'
That roll Of work which people
accused Hetty Dorrance, the lame
girl. for taking
"Helens! Did you take it?'
Yes" she cried, rccklessly. II
took H. | wanted money soreiy then;
the landlady wonldu't let me have
my trunks to be married until | PAID
her what owed her. was stand
ing by lame He,ty that eniug, |
saw her lay the piles Of work on the
desk. | saw them slip and fall off
the heap. was just going awaJ,
aud it was an easy thing for me to
stoop, as if for my own pocket hand
Ierchief, and pick them up pawn
ed them, thinking | could easily re-
deem them; but never did. Here
is money to pay for them. | hope
Hetty was not blamed"
"She was, thought said I, owly
81 can't help it," said Helena
flightily T.ve done my best. Will
you see that she is righted?'
"As far as | CAM
And Helena went away, muttering
10 herself something about all her ac
,ouots being closed at last. | paid
but little attention to it at the time,
Dut rene mbered it afterwards
| went the next evening to Hetty's
simple lodgings over bakers shop.
Miss Dorrsncew said the bakers
wife, coming out of back room,
with a baby ia her arms. "Why |
iidn't you know? She moved away"
Moved And ny let,er?'
I've got a letter here yesterday,
,ir, and we forwarded tito her. No.
30 Avenue Square, sir
So went to No. 36 Avenue Square
"a little gem of brown stone house
III bay windows and balconies, stand
NJ 10 its own grounds; aud there
,as Hetty at the easement, watching
or me.
"Helty,'' said l did you get ny
etterr'
"Yes, Mr.. Harvey"
"ADd what is your answer
'Tha, | will be your y ife, Nj. Har-
,ey, aud that | am-oh. so ihonkFu!
o have g,ioed a good mans loveP
stopped aud kissed her daisy
ace.
Il suppose you are working here,
Hetty, said |. at is handsome
house.
mo said Hetty, half laughing
md half crying, live here
"Iietty, your
"My greet uncle dead, said Heity
He was an old bachelor, aud hated
ls all; but be couldn't take his money
With him. | have inherited his for
.une."
1t cannot be possible, said |, rub
oiDg my forehead.
But it is possible" said Het'y.
and it is true. | was just going to
send to you to pay tnat ten-dolla.-
oank,note back, when got your let
ter
Il have been paid, ny girl" said
| ; and | told her about Helena Ar
den.
The next day we saw little para
grOph in the papers, how ao un-
known woman. With the words "Hele-
na Arden written 90 her pocket
handk erchief, had dro"ned herself
at the foot Of one of the crowded
East river piers.
This Is my story. Ii is simple
enough; aud yer, 1 tbink. it has the
elements of romance 10 J..
Dear Coal ~ England.