The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1876-06-07
"was she meroenary little wretch p

after, just to see il / had gr1wn wiser;
hut the bird had flown. The old grand
mother, who used to nod over the me nd
ing of the nets, had gone to sleep in the
rustic church-yard, with white stone
al her head. But nobody could tell me
anything of Dolly. The Old iolks were
dead, and the young ones had forgotten
|if they ever KNEW"
81 should like to ask why you left her
in the first placer" said Miss Delgardo.
s'She was tisherman's gianddaugh-
ter.n
"Ob, sure enoughi And so ignorant, 1
suppose; 10 matchfor a great and rising
artist, and quite out of her element here
at fashionable beach,"
"If wern't looking into. your eyes, 1
should think you were ta6ghing at me.
It's an odd subject for us to talk about;
let US change IT."
"But first tell me, have you ever had
regretsP"
SNot since met Miss Delgardo. Hark
the band is play yfng Won Weber. Shall
we join the lhrongW
AS they passed into the dancing-hall
couple bfushed them by in the circle OF
the wallz, and Faraday saw Miss Del
gardo flush with a sudden pleasure.
! "Marlus Hardy, upon my word!" said
Faraday.
Yes" said Miss Delgardo," he ar
| rived just after tea, While you were at
| billiards"
"Do you know him?"
81 snould think sol Didn't we meet at
Cham ,uni?-oh, the walls Of Chamouni!
and didn't we do the Mer de Glace and
the Flegere together? Didn't we take a
Edingence to Geneva, and didn't our dill
gence break down ana oblige us to walk
! two miles to the nearest inn. We
couldn't have got along at all without
Mr.. Hafdy-Aunt Agnes and /; he was
Invaluable" ..... ,...
| You speak with JUNCTION. I wish to
heaven that had been in his shoes, to
do you good turn and earn such graft
tude. Hardy's u lucky dog"
| rs he? Every dog has hrs day, you
know"
| Faraday made the most Of those long
| summer days, either among the spray or
reading some poem, sitting at the feet of
Miss D5lgatdo in the dim recesse5 OF the
pine groves, listening to The singing sea,
and the wind playing delicious arlas
among the spicy bougns. tile only draw
back being The almost lnvariable pres
Fence of Mr.. Hardy.
"Can't he see that he is de trop?"
cried Faraday, ON one occasion, when he
Eiad secured Miss Delgardo's undivided
attention tor halt an hour, Hardy having
been Called away to- make up gthie at
croquet. "Blessed be the man who i'll
lvenLed croquet," sighed Mr.. Faraday
lplcking up The book that lay discarded
! among the pine needles; for how can a
man read love sonnets to his sweetheart
in the presence OF a rival? He opened
at random and read:
"sFool, Join not madness to mistake:
I IL oh whit
4 Only thai she thy heart might break
| she wanted 1t. -.. .a..
"Is that so, Miss Dolores~
ais wnftt 50, prithee, Mr.. Faraday ~
4 "See, isn't tnls Kind OF sortllege. or
divination2 DO you want my heart onl J
TO break it?'
.'ro the contrary, / don't want it a
all. Don't be sentimental, or l shall in
sist OIL Mr.. Hardy's return. dare say
YOU were never sentimental in your life
without regretting IT,"
"Never, till to-day" .u
"AnG, tomorrow, you will regre
, this"
"Do you think me so fickle, Dolores p
"Don't let US be personal.'
i ssWell, be good fairy, or fair witch
, and grant me three wishes.'
i ."Certainly,. il you, deserve them
Here's d ifazel wand to fetch them
Cross my PALM" 49,.
, Il wish that my wife should be we'll
born" ,..... I'D.
..How SO? Then she should not b
club-iooted, nor cross-eyed, nor hunch
: backw
"rhat she shall be of gentle BIRTH"
"Not a mllkmaid or iisherman's grand
> dau .hter? Good. Granted"
"She shall be of your color, with
/; dimple in her chin"
= "She shall; there are plenty such, =,
= waving her wand toward the group Q
croquet-plAy yers.
"And her name shall be Doloresw
"Dulores! THAT'S but a dolorous name
J they used to call me Dolly when wa
!, Younger. Her name shall be Dolores, an
it please YOU"
"Hername shall be Dolores Delgardo,
4 be pui uisued. .-.-
"Ah! promised to grant only thre
8 wishes"
"But you will promise this, swee
Dolores; you will be my wife?' h
!; pleaded. e.. .s...lss ..-.
!, possible. don't fulfill your require
!, ments in d wiieD
+ "Youl You are all my fancy paints
Il You are the day-dream Of MY life. Yo
l. are beautiful, accomplished, high-born.
II? am a, fishefmah's gfahddaugh
o ter, Mr.. FaradayH
3 aYouF'
u "Aly mother married Spanish sailoj
; Delgardo, and died early. My fathe
q was lost at sea; he was the wild son
a wealthy and Weli-descended hou Sc, /
i he sure. My grandmother took me.
6 baby, and cared ior me while she mende
6 the nets. They called me Dolly
9 1 was, always called Dolly oil
d yer, while grandma lived, becaus
seemed her child, and the fsher-peO
a pie found Delgardo stumbling bloc
g and an oifense. When Grandma Olive
i had TO leave me, my fathers siste
q agnes found me out, took ME ava
from the fishing village, sent me to col
: vents and what not, till my style migl
perhaps deceive the very elect, and n
D one would recognize Dolly Oliver in tb
i accomplished and high-born' Dolore
). Deigardo. No, thank you, Mr.. Farada,
can not be your wife. 1 promised
r last evening. to marry Mr.. Hardy, al
!. here he comes now with my wra,
There's a sea.turn, is there not?
a really Is growing chilly. II you hay
6 dnished tile game, Mariiis, Lshould lik
r togo In"
i ELASTIC TRUSS.
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