New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-04-12
From the Woman's Journal.j
ID. BUMMER'S DAUGHTER.
BY MARY HARTWELL.
}, hummer WAS dead,

ID. hummer was dead.
His daughter had gone in lonely car
riage and laid him in a strange cemeter,
of strange city, where ID. hummer wa
eating when an apoplecuic fit carried hin
of But homeless as his ashes were here
they would have been equally homeless
anywhere else, for he was Bohemian
From North to South, from East to West
ID. hummer had Jared nearly quarter of
century-sometimes as a cOmgany's agent
oftener at his own venture, trying to fire
his countrymen with patent fly catcher OF
dish mop which he had Just invented, OIL
with mining leads which he b All discovered
"Vast fortunes" were always going to be
realized by ID. hummer and those who be
lieved his tales, but they weren't realized
However, rcverses never prevented him
from enjoying the good things this world
afforded. He was born defective in that
faculty which recognizes distinct property
rights. 1t ID. hummer wanted q new suit
of tropical luxuries. or If his child breathed
any desire, the world was bound, in his
eyes, to crafty such wants, and as long as
his credit held out the world did crafty
them; when credit shortened, he stood an
outraged gentleman, giaring at the world
over his folded arms.
He took his child with him in all his wan
behring's. Rosa never knew a home. Her
earlist memory was OF leaning on papa's
coat and watching the landscape whirl past
car window. She got her breeding in
hotels and boarding houses.
Before she grew to womanhOod she took
an Indignant stand against the world by
her fathers side. He made the little girl
his escape valve; through her he poured his
disappOintments the stinginess Of capital.
lists and villaiBy of mankind in general
Rosa petted him with both palms and glared
at those who refused to trust him.
But as her reason broadened she grew
into shame and sorrow. She saw her father
as he WAS and hated herself for seeing it,
Her maiden cheek famed with martyr's
lire when disreputable moneyed men pat
ronized ID. hummer and inclined to pet d.
Bummer's daughter. She heard his name
tossed about in contempt and felt contemp-
tuous eyes on her
ID. hummer thought himself a model
father. lie certainly gave his daughter the
advantages Of travel, and he was always
ON the point OF netting her q magnificent in
heritance, so she was brought up self-edu-
Gated and helpless. AS Rosa grew into
knowledge OF her position she begged her
father to tit her for self support. But d.
hummer was gentleman, besides "yast
fortunes were about, etc; let him never
hear his daughter mention such thing 1t
was an imputation against him She was TO |
remember that she was q lady"
As if to put this fact to test, he carelessly |
dragged her with HIM into debasing society. |
Once he threw her q whole week upon the |
arts of his friend" Guernsey. They made |
party to San Francisco. overland Guern- |
sey was blaSe New Yorker who loved him |
self with all his soul. Rosa was dainty,
darling little thing, modest as a moss bud. |
Had you seen her babe.like face. the early |
heartache in her eyes, you would have |
gathered it between your hands and loved |
her. She was in complete subsection to her |
father; the more she despised him at heart,
the more she bent herself to him outwardly. |
Guernsey felt that his lines had fallen to
him in pleasant places. He made love by |
sunlight and starlight. Remember, Rosa
was an uniformed woman, whom no
in the ways of society. Guernsey half fas-
cinated her, and she probed him with seek
ing eyes, but with sure instinct she turned
herself away and curled from him like
sensitive plant. She was spared persecu
ton by her father, who suddenly saw the
star OF fortune in another direction.
But now this father was dead. He had
gone gracefully out of the world from the
best hotel the place afforded, had COM
manded genteel burial. and left his bless
ing on his child. Everybody sympathized
with her and-stared at her. Those near
est, being familiar, asked What she In
tended to dog
Rosa locked her door upon them all. 1t |
was moonless night. She went out on
her balcony and closed the blinds after
ler; there she was, alone, near the upper
air. Her soul felt smothered in her body.
She fell down under the sky and looked up,
aging her face against the iron railing.
Rosa was not a woman who shed tears |
asily. She made no sound, but her whole
icing cried to the Someone who has sad.
He can give power to the faint and to .
hem that have no might he can in
rease strength" Who has promised that |
though youths faint and be weary and ,
Dung men utterly fall theytha wait upon
i'm shall renew their strength: shall
nount up with wings as eagles, shall run
nd not be weary, shall walk and never
amt"
1t would be impossible to imagine more
elpless creature than this Dlack-draped
irl. All her inheritance was one bill in I
er portmonnaie. Her fathers effects were
eized. She was slightly made and unfit
n hard work. There were no tender
lends to shelter her. Relatives she had, g
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