The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1874-09-24

Herman would love me no more.
s'You judge hun i'll, Lucy. Herman
is good and honest young man, capa-
bic of making a woman happy. [ know
| it; I have known him from child. 1t
is not your beauty that he loves, it is
| your charming character, this candor,
this
The Doctor astounded with his frank
ness, stopped, and said, laughing, 'You
see, if I am a physician of some talent,
[ am not the less good lawyer; [ speak
with warmth [ have never done this
for Others
''You believe, Doctor, if was home
" my mother would love ne; that NJ.
Herman would not entirely hate me?"
asked Lucy suddenly, as if seized with
sudden thought.
"Ah, then, you wish to hear me plead
again?'
doctor, prescription quick; wish
to become homely."
"Hein," said the Doctor, believing he
had not understood.
81 desire only two things in this
world-to be loved by my mother. and
not to lose the friendship of NJ. Her
man. You will answer me. Doctor,
what shall do to become homely?"
Scrivarius looked to see il she was
not joking; but he soon read her soul,
and was filed with admiration. Charm
ing girl" thought he, and he replied, seri
orlsly, with grave voice. ''Lucy, II you
promise me never to repent, never to re-
proach me in the future, 1 will render
you happy, beloved by your mother,
loved by Herman; tomorrow you will
be homely, homely enough to f1ighten
One"
'sOh ~ cried Lucy with fright.
cit is true, it is true" continued the
Doctor, laughing; I go too far in my de-
sire to oblige you. We will not be SO
thorough with this thing-a reasonable
LONELINESS. But refect still, my child,
becoming serious; ''this is not pleas
antry, and there will be no more time to
revise this afterwards"
care you sure there is no other means
of securing the friendship OF my moth
ar?" asked Lucy, with a little hesita-
ton.
81 do not see it. nj. Herman loves
you always; will ask your hand and OBJ
tain it, because your step-mcther, who
introduces you nowhere at present. you
are SO pretty, will fear you no more.
Becoming free by marriage, they will
see you in the world by her side. y
Come then, Doctor, [ am ready
cit is WE'LL said the Doctor, taking
his cane and hat; Sin a few moments [
viii send you mask which you can ap
ply to your face. and tomorrow I will
come to remove it.
''Will this make me i'll ?"
"No, you will not feel it," the Doctor
fastened to say, and he quickly left the
room.
Or. Scr1varius occupied an apartment
in the same house with Madame Wal
stein; it was then possible to fulfil his
promise, and in a few moments after
Huo., n o.s " IhcT o,4s.l...o4 {. .,s.1.1.4E,o
opened it, trembling, and found there
mask of wax, which she looked at with
alarm. s'This thing is to make me
homely! Oh this viii be very painful
to bear, to hear from all sides. How
homely that woman isl Oh no! no,
never It is better to be unfortunate.
Nevertheless my mother will love me
/ shall fulfil my promise Ny poor IA
Their! I recall still thy last words.
Lucy, if thou wouldst have me die con-
tented, promise me to love thy mother.
Thou hast only her, my daughter; do
everything to be beloved by her And
she will love me if I am homely."
She arose hastily, and, Selling the
mask, she carried it to her face, when
her eyes encountered glass. She
conld not resist the desire to look
at herself once. s'Pardon my hesitation
my father It is the last time will look
at myself thus. Tomorrow I will have
the mirror removed-it will give me too
much pain to see myself disfgured,
homely very homely, perhaps.
She approached the mask, and MOTTO
ed these words, written by the Doctor
Reflect once more-the love OF your
mother, Herman; I will answer for
him.
cit is all the same to me-" thought
Lucy; Herman will think of me no
more, perhaps, as he does now; he
thinks do not see him, with his eyes
fixed on me with pleasure. see him
plainly and my mother looks at me in
q way which freezes me. Oh the Doc
tor was right; she is jealous! jealous
and she will love me only when will be |
homely! OIL" and she uttered cry I;
overcome by this last thought, she ap-
piled the mask to her face. ''Oh my
God!' cried she; moi no! cannot be
SO ugly! Sne made an effort to tear oil !
the mask, but it was fast to the skin.
The next day morning the Doctor was
prompt, and in his capacity as physician
he went to Lucy's room. He found her
risen. ooh, Doctor Doctor" cried
she, as soon as she saw him.
''Thus it is you hold to your promise?"
responded he, with pain. ''This is not
right, my dear child. have anticipat-
ed this IF you promise never TO repent,
never to reproach me in the future, 1
will render you happy This is what I
said, and to-day already reproaches, al
ready repentance.
ooh, you are right. Pardon, pardon
/ will complain no more, provided you
have not deceived me; that my moth
err
''She loves you; NJ. Herman will be
your husband. and you will be happy"
ooh Doctor, this happiness / shall
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