Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1876-03-31
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PERFECTLY HEARTLESS.

perfectly hcartless p said Mrs. Holmes
to DR.. Stanley, young physician, with
whom she was conversng, at large
and brilliant entertainment.
"Heartless with that sensitive mouth,
and those eyes, so deep and full of cx-
preston ?" said the physician, musingly.
II don't admire her style of beauty at
all She looks like a wax doll. and her
heartlessness is provcrbial. Since her
uncle left her so wealthy she has had
suitors by the score, and flirts with every
one"
She was conversing gayly with knot
of gentlemen and DR.. Stanley sumter
ed over to the group
"Miss Marston," said one gentleman,
''what has become of Harold Graham
the artist Z"
The tiny hands swept over the keys
Of the grand piano, in the measure Of a
waltz and another of the group. suppos-
ing Miss MarstoR did not hear the 9ucs-
ton, said "Out at elbows, and can't
appear"
He was wretchcdly poor" said a
third
"Pcrbaps lie has committed suicide.
1t is three weeks since he disappeared, "
said another
"Oh, hope not p said Miss Marston,
eve want his tenor for our next musical
soiree. 1t would be too provoking for
him to commit suicide p
The next morning Miss Marston sat in
her own room, writing letter. Let us
peep over her shoulder at one sentence /:
"All hollow, all heartless, Miriam
You blame me for flirting; you are not
here TO see how they follow me merely
for my money; not one true heart among
them all There was one Harold
A knock at the door interrupted her.
Come in p and needlcwoman en-
tered, with basket of work.
"Good-morning," said Eva, pleasant
ly. GLOW is Terence this morning p
"Oh Miss, it's beautiful he is to-day
Pm sorry you had to wait so long for
the needlework."
"'Never mind that. How could you
work with the poor fellow so i'll p
"Well, Miss, it's many a one expects
their work, sick or we'll; and isn't jim
my sitting up playing with the toys you
sent bin, and Pat, that | kept home
from school to mind him ?"
How much, Mary p said Eva talk
ing ont her purse.
ooh ! Miss, you don't owe Mary Gen
mis- farthing. There's the doctor you
left the money to pay-and the wood
you sent-and the potatoes and milk
and the money you gave me last week ;
indeed, Miss it's in your debt | am for
the rest of your life"
"What | gave Terence has nothing to
do with my BILL" said Eva, rapidly
counting out some money.
Miss Eva" said the poor needlewo-
man-and then stopped.
"Well, Maryr,
"Indeed, Miss you do SO much good
with your money, I'm ashamed to tell
you
Tell me whatT'
"Well, Miss, it's about the Young
gentleman that rented my room. You
know where the widow died last autumn.
He came a week back, Miss, and he never
came down stairs for three days; so this
morning | went up, and he's sick with
a fever, out Of bis head entirely, Miss. If
you would come now"
"Wait, Mary; I'll go with you"
"He's dreadful poor, think, miss
for it's precious little furniture-nothing
but a bed and table and chair, and
no trunk, but bit of carpet-bag."
Throwing of Der rich silk wrapper,
Eva put on dark dress and cloak, and
added close silk bonnet with a thick
veil.
Come, Mary" and the two left the
house together.
In low, close room, on a pallet bed,
lay Mary Gennis' lodger The face,
against the course ticking pillow, was