Wilmington daily commercial., 1873-02-22
TIVE HOUSEHOLD.
the FAITH or LOVE.
The story Of the Bankers Daughter.

h,a chief clerk2 This was the question that
.orely troubled little Rachael May, the bankers
a.nobter. The said chief clerk was all in all TO
nor and, although she did not care for any one
,tinu him too well, yet she would have been
nlo.sed II her father could have just put away his
,nnt of confidence and have found room for
faith in the young man.
Horace Hart used every endeavor to please
his employer. His employers daughter required
very little eKertion on his part to be pleased In
sbort. they had pledged the faith Of love, and Of
course reposed every confidence In eacn other
Rachael sat in the back portico Of her fathers
house, Shut in with all the beautiful things
thst wealth and taste could command-fruits
flowers and fountains. and her dear old father
l,y her side-why should she not be happy
The little creature seemed i'll at ease. 1t was
a feeling she was subject to nearly every eve
~ing In the week. She expected some one-ah |!
ihat was the secret This night, though some
little annoyance had disturbed her sweet face and
robbed 1t Of half its beauty. Her father had
hoen chiding her. She impusively threw her
arms around his neck, and almost strangled him
with the warmth Of her affection, as she cried
There father no such ill-natured remarks.
I'll hold you accountable, sir.
Well my dear, don't choke me-" gasped
the banker. You know I'm matter-of-fact
old fellow, and generally hit my mark.
Yes, you dear old dead.s shot" she laughing
" exclaimed; "but please choose target other
than yOur cDt6I CieTk-Ho WhOh gOu haNo ~
long trusted and honored. Come, now, ac-
knowledge you're wrong"
"Ah child, 1 wish / could oonscientiously
convince myself OF his innocence" continued
MIR. May. "Strange discrepancies have come to
light and the guilt rests on somebody's head.
would it were otherwise for your sake you young
,opne for we'll / know your heart is set on the
scSpegrace. To tell the truth, he is rather =
handsome young rascal"
DO you think 30, father9 ?" she questioned
Yes. he responded, A." and 80 do you. Well,I
know that love is blind to the foles OF its OBJ
iect. laughing smile, mellow word, d,a gallant
act, may often win the victory alone, without the
aid of the heart. I'm q matter-of-fact old fell
That's fact. father, she said, pinching his
check,
Nor your daughter, either"
20, as for that, suppose mnst-lose both
money and daughter too, some day" said Mr..
May with sigh
IBID YOU have any scruple about taking my
mother away from her fathor. ell 2" asked Rach-
ael, with a merry twinkle in her eye.
"Out, You young rogue You're more than
match for the old gent. All! there comes the
yonng scapegrace now. I'll go in and con the
news!" exclaimed the banker, ,srising to leave
She held his arm.
Father promise me this. Should present ap-
pearances prove deceptive and you discover that
you have done him wrong in doubling his hon
or then you will ask his forgiveness, will you
not dear father r
"Joyfully, my child, There I'll leave you to
receive him, for l doubt not you know how, and.
some way or other, / don't think I'm much wanted
asa third party, so I'll retreat in good order
And kissing her with fond affection the old gem
tleman danced into the house.
"Dear confding, old father how do love
him. she murmured.
A moment after Horace Hart, her handsome
young lover, stole kiss, and not exactly in the
iaIne spot an her fathers either.
Rachael !" he said, II am only happy in your
presence"
.'Yon are late" she returned.
my love- your father has Just left you. Did
he speak on the subject on which both our
hearts are intent? Why do you turn away your
face, Rachaell Surely he did not oppose our
love Speak. dear one !"
"Ho will refuse us nothing, Horace" she re-
Piled but with aVerted face. He will not
place bar across the pathway Of our mutual
Joy. Horace, you lack faith"
mo, do not lack faith he said "but when
our hopes are set on that which is dearer to us
than life, it Is but natural we should feel over
anxious We are often prone to look on the
dark side OF our expectations that disappoint-
ment may not seem 80 bitter, yet we should not
meet sorrow half way. But this is grave sub
ject OF conversation for young lovers, is it
noti"
"And why?" she questioned. 1.-THE light
irivolties OF life are charming in their proper
sphere, without those weightier subjects which
concern our welfare, and which, prompted from
the soul, exert the power OF reason in their dis
cussiOn are fit matters for the attention or age
or YOUTH Of business or of love-.
"Why!" he exclaimed, II did not dream
held the key to the heart Of philosophc maid
eu--my own fragile little bloAsom-my Rachael.
Dearest, there are many thoughts that spring up
within the precints OF the mind we are unable
to express in words thoughts that are deep
rooted and born OF reason, and shallow, himsY
thoughts, which die ere they reach maturity.
Thepassions may be expressed not only IN words
but in actions. Hate speaks loudly IN the merry
kindling OF the eye-avarice in the drawing in OF
the mOuth-jeslousy, in the clouding OF the
whole face. These are evil passions. Hope may
be read in the fervent upturning OF the eye.
Faith in general oonfiding calmness and love
may always be detected in q wreath OF smlles
and shower Of joyous gances. But there,
enough Of philosophy. Verify, am indeed
dry sort Of lover, Rachael.
But there is truth mingled with your plilos-
ophy, Horace" she said land truth, you know,
should never be repulsive to any true man or
woman"
what do you think ?" he cried. i've some
thing for you. 1t has been long promised. See
"a serious attempt on paper to depict the llnea
ments Of my poor, unworthy self. and he hand
cd her miniature likeness OF himself.
80, thanks, Horace !" she exclaimed, Joyfully
"This is prize, truly. 1t shall be held as sa,
cred as the Bible my mother gave me- shall
keep it"
Until you claim the original" he said, inter
ruptng her.
III you will speak for me, why, can't con-
tradict you," she returned
But l, too have photograph which you shall
call yours, and -perhaps-the original, too, also
some day."
BLESS YOU |" he said "The assurance is more
precious to me than the blessings OF earth. which
covet for your sake. Now, dearest, get me the
treasure"
'In q moment 1 will return" and throwing
him kiss, she bounded away.
Strange that the young man should not veal
brighter face at such time What did thai
scowI mean2 What cloud could overshadoV
such love- such joyl Hear his own retie tions
20, heaven pardon me for not confessng my
faults to her Ii this love2 Is it not deception
-crme2 Wretched coward, Ihave gone too far
to recede She presses felon to her heart
My only safety lies in piling up multiplicity o
sins to cover past crimes. Yes, tbs best keel
from her the truth until, when far away, m!
presence cannot add to her woe.
As he stood 80 form stepped inside the wal
gate-a young man, but one whose face told th'
tale OF vicious life.
Horace, my boy" whispered the new conner
am here" responded Horace.
Is all well ?"
ALAS all is ILL., but not in the sense yor
mean it. Yes, our way is clear"
Have pluck my boy. Action is the WORD
I'll not desert you, come what may. This Is m
post, and here will stick till the treasure is II
our clutches. But don't waste time, Horace
The moments are precious"
"Ay," am ready" he responded and then