The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-10-24

her cheeks.
'You are not repenting so soon,
DellaY and Paul Leicester came and
took the wet flushed face between
ibis cool palms tenderly.
"Oh, / couldn't marry that man;
why should he ever think of such a
thing?' Della asked pitifully. sand
father" She stopped abruptly,
but he felt how hot her cheeks grew
against his hand and knew what she
would haYe said.
"He is rich, little Della"
81 know it" said Della, with a lit
tie choking sob.
"And l am only your fathers Ia
borer, and yet 1 have dared to love
the same lady. What do you sup
pose he will say to my presumption.
if she refuses this rich man so csva-
lierly?"
aYouP 90, Mr.. Leicesterl DON'T
mock mep' She broke down in an
other food of tears, and Mr.. Leices-
ter comfOrted her with a great many
fond words which would not look
half so delightful and charming in
print as they really were, from the
fact that certain things are univer-
sally pronounced silly, unless one
happens to be of the dramatis per-
sofP--then they are more to be de-
sired than the wisdom of Solomon.
By and by it grew chilly, and the
damp mists came up from the river,
and Mr.. Leicester said that Della
must go in, though she, foolish
child, would have tarried there glad
", nor thought of damp or chill, if
1t had been January instead Of Au-
gust, if he had only been there.
Il want to see your father too,
Del" ," he said; and so they went In.
Mr.. Lindsay sat by the kitchen ia
bic, his arms crossed and leaning on
it, and before him, scattered about,
sundry bills, papers, etc.
He looked up, then made mo-
ton to gather them up. Mr.. Lei
cester drew Della's arm through his
and came quickly forward.
"Mr. Lindsay, love your daugh-
ter and she loves me-" he said in a
steady assured voice. 81 know Mr..
Wilson would be more acceptable to
you, but I think you are too much OF
a gentleman to object to me on
property grounds. I think we can
manage to live-Della and I-some-
how. What do you say to us?"
Mr.. Lindsay glanced from the "a
dient blush of his daughter, to the
strong quiet one beside her, and
though it cost him little effort, he
said eheerfulIy:
81 win add my blessing if that is
what you ask. God knows that my
child's happiness is more to me
than money-a thousand times"
Paul Leicester's face softened in
to rare smile. "You are q brave
man, Dean Lindsey" he said warm
Fly, and his eye kindling, "and you
shall never be sorry for having trust
ed me"
Mr.. Leicester begged for an early
wedding day, and soon won Della t.
his side by his eloquence and per
sistence. "It was as well, perhaps
now as at any time," Mr.. Lindsay
thought, and also yielded. Mrs
Lindsay had too long leaned upor
and deferred to Della to think of OBJ
ljecting to anything she asked; anC
lso it was arranged for the last weeH
| in September. Two weeks before
/ the appointed time Mr.. Leicester
that it would be necessary for him tc
| be away a week, and without men
| tioning his destination, took his de
Iparture. The week passed, and the1
ten days, and he neither came nol
wrote to them. And then it lacked
| but one of the day fixed for the wed
ding, and Della grew nervous, ant
! Mr.. Lindsay angry. But the after
moon brought the truant, who, will
a bright smile, said he was delayed
Iby business.
"By the way he added, taking {
folded paper from his pocket, and
tossing it to Mr.. Lindsay, II saw
Mr.. Wilson as I came along"
"The mortgage deedf' exclaimed
Mr.. Lindsay, fairly perplexed.
eyes, it's no more than fair
should make you some present whe1
you have so generously given mi
this dear girl" putting his arm
around Della.
"But l don't understand. IL
Thought l was a poor fellow,
/ finished Leicester, smiling. know
you did, and l will add that hav,
been to considerable trouble to Civ
you that impression-learning farm
( ing for instancel Do you remembe
that Dean?" he asked, abruptly toss
| ing a letter he had written to hi
cousin in New Orleans"
Mr.. Lindsay rose to his feet whit
and trembling.
"You are not he-you are not Ju
Ilian Richardson he gasped.
81 am very much afraid that ] an
that eccentric parsonage" he replies
laughing. 81 believe that Iva
christened Julian Paul Richardson
When / received your letter ! con
, ceived the idea of visiting you incog
Your second letter determined me
, and must confess that | am charm
, ed at the success of my experiment,
J he said, with a bright smile upo
> Della, who clung to his arm, pal
! with wonder and excitement. "YO
see, Dean. / desired to know wheth
er you was worth helping-it's
, foolish hobby Of mine always-sn
7 there was no practicable way.
think wen not trouble Mr.. Wilso
J., again, good cousin For, as / tol
YOU once before,I I think we can MAJ
age to live some Way-Della and /
= can we not my darling?'
And for answer Della hid her fac
on his shoulder, and cried Woma
fashion.
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