The daily gazette., 1874-11-04
aristocratic, and I suppose shall go in
the best society. Your daughter.

JENNIE.
This was all. The effusion of a thought.
less and misguided young girl, who, daz.
zled by the promises of an artful lover
had no thought Of the sorrow her con.
duct had caused those who loved her
best. Tears dimmed the old mans ewes
as he read the hurriedly written missive.
We loved her too well" he said sadly.
We've sot too much on her future. an
what sho was goin' to be to us; our idol
Three months went by, the frosts of
autumn blight the green leaves and the
cold winds of November swept them
len about the old farm house. The old
farmer had become reconciled to his loss.
Yet he still wore q troubled look, as no
tidings had come from the absent daugh-
ter. save the brief message that had told
him OF her marriage. At last q long ex-
pected letter came. Its pages were blot
ted and soiled, as if they had been wet
with tears of repentance. With O quiv-
ering lip the farmer read:
FATHER:-To you L come at last as q
sorrowful and repentant child My pride
IS crushed and my heart broken. I am
in the greatest want and distress. The
man who brought me here is an adven-
turer and q william, q being without home
or friends. l have learned that he has
another wife living. After wronging me
more than language can express, he has
deserted me in the most heartless man.
ner, leaving me upon the charity of utter
strangers. Come to me as soon as you
can. will do anything for you if you
will save me. can hardly ask your for
giveness, when think of the great sor-
row L have caused you, but think of
you constantly and remember you in my
prayers. Your unworthy daughter,
JENNIE.
Here followed brief postscript stat
ing the particular place where she was
to be found. Farmer Wells wept like a
child.
Ills no worse than feared" he said,
sorrowfully. She was too young, an
inexperienced to know the mistake she
was maxim, poor child poor childp'
A week later Jennie Wells returned to
her old home. No longer the artless and
happy-hearted girl that she had been,
but crushed and heart broken woman,
upon whom the eyes of the community
were mercilessly turned, and of whom
the unfeeling world spoke in the most
pitiless and disparaging terms.
father may forgive an erring daugh-
ter, but society never.
But heavens justice sooner or later
oNti tsthco tuc eNll-uOcE. n 1tdr
Delmer Wharton met with an ignomini-
GUS death at the hands of keeper of a
low place he was in the habit of fre-
qnenting, and with whom he became in
volved in a drunken quarrel.
He went to the place accompanied by
a dissolute companion; both became in
toxicated after imbibing q considerable
quantity Of the vile stuff the bartender
dealt out to them. Then dispute arose
rs to who should settle the bill both de-
INJURED and Walton became abusive in
his manner. Then the two men sprang
upon him, and he was thrown violently
back upon the table and beaten and
choked until life was extinct in him.
His assailants were subsequently arrest
ed, convicted and punished for the crime
and in this manner was society rid OF
three OF its worst enemies. Thus did
retribution come to Delmer Wharton.
Girls, this story is written for you; its
moral is obvious. Read it, think of it
and ponder upon it. Never act hastily
and inconsiderately in any matter that
may permanently affect your whole fu-
ture happiness. The counsels OF kind
and indulgent father, whose greatest
pleasure is to see you happy, should ever
be needed. rather than the appeals of q
stranger, of whose real character you
know nothing.