The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-05-07

"Yes, Winnie. You want to tell me
somethingW
She went up behind him, and leaned
her hot cheek caressingly against his,
her sweet, low voice whispering her an
swer-
"Grandpa, I want to tell you some.
thing. I-Mr. May-we-Ernest has
asked me to-he wants me tool, grand
pa, can't you tell oh, what it isp
1 He felt her cheek grow hotter against
his.
He reached up his hand and caressed
the other one.
"Yes, l can tell, dear. Ernest has
shown his uncommon good sense by
wanting you for has wife. So that Is
what comes Of that dinner, eh, VIM
nieW
"And may tell him you are willing.
perfectly willing, grandpai Because l
do love him, you KNOW"
Sand you are sure it isn't money you
are alter, ebw
| She did not take umbrage at the sharp
question.
Il am at least sure it is not my money
he is after, grandpa" she returned,
laughing aud patting his cheek.
Yes, you are at least sure OF that;
there, hear the young man coming him.
self. Shall 60, Winnie"
1t was the 'yourg man HIMSELF"
Ernest Mayberry, win a shadow OF
deep trouble and distress on his face as
he came straight up 10 Winnie and took
her hand, thea turned to the old gentle
man,
"UntiI an hour ago I thought this
would be the proudest, happiest hour oi
my Lie, sir, tor should have asked you
to give me Winnie for my wife. ln-
stead, l must be content to only tell yon
how dearly l love her, and how patiently
and hard will work for her to give her
the home she Observation-Disclosures, MI.
Wilmington, this morning the mouse of
May berry 81 Tnurston failed, and both
families are beggars.'
His handsome lace was pale, but his
eyes were bright with determination
and braveness nothing could daunt.
Winnie smiled back upon him, her own
Never mind, Ernest, on my account.I
can wait too."
Old Mr.. Wilmlngton's eyes were almost
shut beneath the heavy, irOwning fore
head, and q quizzical look was on his
shrewd old face as he listened.
"Gone up, eh? Well, that's too bad.
You stay here and tell Winnie l am just
as willing she shall be your wife When
you want her as if nothing had hap
pened, because L believe you can earn
bread and butter for both Of you, and
INV Winnie is a conlented little girl. Pll
hobble up to the office and see your
father; he and l were boys together; a
word of sympathy won't come amiss
4 from me-"
And off he strede, leaving the lovers
alone, getting over the distance in re-
markable tlme, and presenting his
wrinkled ana weather-beaten old face
in Mayberry g. Thurston's private office,
where Mr.. Mayberry sat alone, with
rigid face and keen, troubled eyes, that,
nevertheless, lighted At the sight OF his
old friend.
Pm glad to see you, Wilmington. Sit
down. The sight of man VINO has not
come to reproach me is comfort"
But Nr. Wilmington did not sit down.
He crossed the room to the table ut
which Mr.. Mayberry sat among aLope-
less array OF papers.
There is no use wasting words, May
berry, at a time like this. Did you know
your son has asked my Winnie to marry
himp
Mr.. Mayberry's face lighted second.
r then gloom returned.
eli my son had a fortune at his com
mand, as thought he had yesterday al
this time, would says: Goo speed you
in your wooing OF Winnie Wilmington
AS it is-ior the girPs sake, l disap-
prove"
$50 you haven't pound over anG
above, eh, MayberryW
"Inere will be nothing - less than
nothing. don't know that really care
so much for myself, but Ernest-lt is a
terrible thing TO happen to him at the
very beginning OF his career"
MIR. W Wilmingt5n smiled gleefully.
"Good. Neither do care Tor myself,
but for Winnie, my little Winnie. tell
you what, Mayberry, perhaps you will
wonder il l am crazy, but Pll agree to
settle a quarter Of a million on Winnie
the day she marries your boy. And pll
, lend you as much more ii iPll be any use,
and Pu start the boy for himself, il you
say so. EuW
MIR. May berry looked at him in speech
less beWilderment.
Wilmington went on:
81 made q fortune out in India, and
it's safe and sound in hard cash in good
hands-a couple OF millions. I deter
mined to bring my girl up to depend Oh
herself, and to learn the value Of money
before she had the handling of her for
tune. She has no idea she's an heiress.
Sounds like story out of book, eb,
May berryf Well, will you shake hands
on it, and call it bargainW
Mr.. Mayberry took the little dried-up
hand almost reverentially, his voice
hoarse and thick with emotion.
Wilmington, God will reward you for
this. May be, a thousand-told."
Wilmington winked away suspicious
moisture on his eyelashes.
"You see it. all comes of that dinner.
old fellow. You acted like a charitable
Christian gentleman, and between us
Well make the boy and Winnie as happ,
. as they deserve, ehf'
~ u Y
|, And even Mrs. Mayberry admits that
1t was good thing that her husband
gave that dinner, and when she expects
to see Mrs. Ernest May yberry an honoreo
guest at her board. she candidly feels
that she owes every atom OF her spien-
dor and luxury to the violet-eyed
charming girl who wears her own
hon0rs with such sweet grace.
Clear thought and vigorous action de-
pend upon that perfect condition OF syB-
TEN resulting from pure blood. When