The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1876-05-24

not wish to worry her father. She knew
that his soul was already tortured by mis-
fortune and commercial calamity, and she
would not make her sacrifice for him I'M
grateful, by casting q shade Of reproaoh on
him.
Ere long old Andrew Goldthwsit al
lowed his thoughts to run in q more pleas
ing channel. The ruin which had stared him
q the face was to be averted, and in his
soul he believed that his child would not
% one whit the less better off for the
transaction. He knew Mr.. Smith to be
wealthy, and In bis heart he believed bin
Il be a kind and honorable man. He
iancied too, that he could look
l. to and read bis daughters heart.
he thought she wept and sorrowed for the
mother and brother and sister she had
lost, and that she objected to this match
because she had resolved not to marry.
But he f1attered himself that at the end
OF the first year of married life he should
lind her happy wife.
On the following evening Mary again
sat by the CRATE in the drawing room. She
was alone now, and her face more pale
toan usual.
But she was calm, calm as the marble
statute which stood near her.
The outer door was opened and she
heard the tread of heavy feet in the hall.
Then the inner door opened and her
father entered. she looked up and saw
another man; it was he to whom she had
promised her hand, the man whose money
was to save her parent.
Mr. Goldthwsit introduced Mr.. Smith.
Mary arose and extended her hand. 1t
was cold, but did not tremble. She looked
up into his tace, and she saw a man of
medium height, with high brow. dark
eyes, and q neatly trimmed beard. He
greeted her politely and then took seat.
Some half an hour was spent in CONVEX
sstiOn, generally between the two men,
and then the remarks grew gradually less,
until silence ensued.
Nearly ten minutes elapsed before an
other word was uttered, and the stiffness
was oppressive, when the visitor broke the
spell.
"Miss Goldthwait," he said, In a low,
soft tone, "you are, OF course, aware of the
object OF my visit here this evening, and
know you will pardon me If 1 speak
plainly"
Mary looked up, but she made no reply.
Toe tones of the speakers voice were 80
kind and gentle that she began to pity him.
She felt that he ought to go and find some
wife who could love him.
Your father has spoken plainly with
me-" resumed Mr.. Smith. "He has told
me that you have no heart to give, but
that you will yet be my wife. Yet he as
sured me that you will learn to love me in
time. L once thought that should never
love again, bat the sight of your sweet face
dispelled the illusion. / will tell you all,
AMI then you shall Judge whether even
lave heart for you."
Mary had now fixed her eyes steadily
on the speaker. and her features had as
sumed an eager, wistful expression.
"LoDg years ago loved beautiful girl
and she loved me in return. Twas young
then, and only thought of love, and
did not dream that fate could crush my
souls deares. hope. That fair girl was all
to me. held her in my soul as my very
life, and not thought had / of the future
but twas of her. And 1 knew that she
loved me as well, for she had told me so
hundred times. But terrible crash came
upon my joys. My IDOLS father was
wealthy, and was poor. He was a mer-
chant was only a clerk. When l told
him of my love he spurned me from his
door and babe me never enter it again. Oh,
heaven, what q wreck Of soul was that!
Who shall picture the utter midnight of
the blasted and broken heart? Who shall
tell its wailings and its deep, dark griefs?
All crushed and broken down, l fled from
the place where my love bad grown up,
end in ne heat and wbirl of business 1
tried to forget my sorrows. Worldly for
tuue seemed to single me out as its espe-
cial fay ori.e. My widest and most reck-
less transactions turned out we'll, and
money seemed to fly out as if by magic
from everything 1 placed my hands to.
Thus passed away eleven years, and then
| came 10 this city, where / settled down.
That was one year ago. L saw you;
loved you; you opened my crushed heart
and let the tide of love forth. l asked the
merchant again for his child, snd-and-'
The speakers lips trembled, his bosom
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ton.
"Msry," he said, In breaking tone. 81
have asked thy father, and he has told me
yes. Will you be miner"
The maiden had no mere doubt. Years
seemed to have passed like magic from the
calendar OF the past; it seemed only yes
terdsy that loved youth told tale OF
his love, for since then only grief had been
hers, and grief was no more now. She
sank forward, and the next moment she
was clssped to the bosom OF the man who
for long years had possessed her heart.
"Jsmes SMITH" gssped the old man
starting to his feet In astonisbment.
Eyes, sir" returned the young man,
looking up through his tears, but yet
holding the loved one in his embraces.
"The James Smith who used to be my
brothers. clerk?"
Eyes, sir, the very same. Do you re-
tract your promise?"
"No, no, no! On my soul mol Take
my child-take her, and if you love her,
forgive her father"
"Ah," replied the happy sutton, as he
led Mary to a seat, and then sat by her
side and drew her head upon his shoulder,
'if forgive, then / must remember a
wrong, and that will not do. Let us for
get all of the past but its joys, and look
To- the future for what duty and true love
can give us. 1 am now content"
Sand so am l." uttered tho aged parent.
"And what say your" asked James, gaz-
ing into Mary's face.
"Ah," she replied, in a tone too deep for
mere passing emotion, "content were too
poor a word to tell all feel. God grant
that forget Him not In this great joy"
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