The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1875-07-06
J. Selfrt Sturp.
NELL's DIAMONDS.

.s There was quite sensation in the Du-
rival mansion when it was known that
Aunt Mollie Hines was dead, and had
left Nell FIVE thousand dollars. '
There was very singular stipulation
in the will. ai.7 'as u .sa
Gas my nephew, George Durival, is a
man of ample fortune" it read, 81 desire
the money to be given to little Nell as
soon as die, to use exactly as she plea
ses, She is MOTTO wait till she comes of
age, and the money is all in the bank, so
that it can be drawn out for her to spend
it In fnerv, sugar plums or whatever she
wants. l never had the pleasure of
spending money freely in my life, ard
Nell shall have it once. if no more.'
..Well," said Aunt Charlotte, Mr.. Du-
rivals maiden sister, who lived with him
since his wife's death-"well, I always
thought Aunt MolIie made an ioiot of
herself about Nell, but this beats all.''e
i Give thousand dollars" said Mr.. Du-
rival, "seems large sum to waste. I
hope Nellie will act judiciously."
"Judiciously!'' groaned Aunt Char
lotte. "You might as we'll hope she will
be forty years old this week.
And here Nellie flashed into the room
and was told the news. She had already
wept her brown eyes sore because dear,
kind Aunt Mollie was dead, so this news
had not the sting it would have had if
told sooner. > a-r .a- r,-,.
"Why," she cried breathlessly,. ''that
is just what Ida Hayersack paid for her
lovely set of diamonds. I'll have set
exactly like them. Lionel de We're says
there is nothing heightens female beauty
like diamonds" s.a,..|-a5
"Lionel de We're is puppy!' said Mr..
Durival, in a rough tone he seldom
used to his daughter. ~ ,.,.s.@.e5 /.
ga chit like you wearing diamonds !!
cried Aunt Charlotte. "Why I never
owned more than one, in ring, in my
| Life" "'ea 'aei4
"Better put the money out at interest,
said Mr.. Durival taking up his paper =
But you must exercise your own judg
ment.' 'Ss''s'i'4'i ''3't-sssa s412 i1Ftlas
Gas if she had any, said Aunt Char
lotte, in distinctly audible aside. 90
'.But I do so want the diamonds, pa
| pa" said Nell, putting her arms around
her fathers neck, and pressing her rosy
lips against his cheek. y ~ s5,a.pl
! "Well, my dear, you are to have you'
own way entirely that was Aunt Mol
| lies wish But he drew the little
figure on his knee-"five thousand dol
lars is large sum for little girl tc
spend alone. Many strong man ha:
! worked for years, and saved no more
/ Your Aunt Mollie spent long life
boarding that sum. Should l die poor
/ it would give you little fortune of you
/ own to live upon. Why, Arthur Marvin
was telling me yesterday that he coult
buy partnership with Wheeler & Co
where he has been book keeper for min,
years, for five thousand dollars "i4 s3e9
/ And Mr.. Durival looked keenly in hi
daughters face. seemingly not ill-pleaset
at the soft, tender blush that came upol
her round cheek.
"Why don you lend it to him,papa ?
1 she asked @ 1s21 3ia
i "It is bad plan to commence life up
on borrowed money, and Arthur Marvin
is not the man to take such q gift, evel
if l were rich enough to offer it,
il "Then, if be won't borrow or accep
it, l suppose'he must wait till he earn
it," Nell said, laughing. "But, papa, d
60 and look at the diamonds with me. !
won't take any money to look at taem
and it would be 80 splendid with "a
rose.colored silk fol, Mrs. Stuart's pal
ty." gsf a5s 4o+sa
/ But looking proved as tempting as MI
Durival was afraid it would, and, afte
4 much consultation, q velvet case, cor
tanning beautiful parure of the spark
ling gsms, was given Nell in exchang
for her Aunt Mollie's hard-earned legs
cy. -...
There was no disputing the fact tha
the figure that aoated into Mr.. Durivsl'
library on the night of Mrs. Stuart
ball was very bewitching one. Nell
golden curls, crowned With delicat
wreath of rosebuds, rose above cloud
of pink silk, cut in ruflles and founce'
with long trsin,yet leaving ivory whi,
arms and shoulders exposed.
Upon the slender throat, and in th
small ears, glittered the superb stone
u throwing out their flashing tongues
g fire with every movement.
= alt was at Mrs Stuart's Nell first m,
Lionel de Vere," Aunt Charlotte said,
a confidential chat with her brother, Aar
1 don't like that man." H7-
'Nor l." said Mr.. Duriyal ale is
lmystery, and hate mysteries! G.