Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1878-07-05
WINNING A WIFE.
Bl EMILY Il. sTEISESTEI..

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A God-fearing man was this father.
He had firm faith III doctrinal institu-
ton, engineered by the synod of which
he, Orvillc Manor, Esq, was one of the
strongest church pillars.
Was not this man entitled to the
special beneficienc of his creator, and
the respect of humble humanity? Yet
here stands an audacious youth, who
has apparently nothing i'll the wide
world to recommend him but the testi-
monials which secured him the position
of entry clerk III the wholesale house of
Manor x Co., and handsome face
lighted up with Il pair of dark eyes,
glowing with energy and ambition.
And this youth had asked him for his
daughter. a just anger reddened the
usually imperturbable brow of Manor
pere, and scornful curve shaped his lips
as lie adjusted the gold trimmed spec
tacles upon his nose and repeated:
"Give you my daughter. You! Tru-
IL fools enter boldly where angels fear
to tread. Have you any other request
to make, young man."
No, sir,o
Orville Manor, Esq, turned his back
upon the daring young man, and re-
sumcd his reading; his face was again
almost dispassionate. Tho other re-
maned standing, but the fine face
changed color, his breath came hard
and tast the NQuisitely-curTcd nostrils
of decidedly aristocratiG nose showed
the spirit of emotion, not unlike the
temper Of thoroughbred animal under
the bit of trainer. With an effort tru-
" admirable the rising ire was con-
trolled, and the lips beneath his soft
and luxuriant mustache became firmly
set.
Ten minutes this silence lasted. The
young man stood his ground as if he
had become an automatic statue.
The old gentleman began to show
restlessness again, and after Il vain en-
deavor to command the emotion ruling
him, he turned abruptly, eXclaiming:
Have YOU nothing more profitable
to employ your mind than staring at
my back, sir? What are you waiting
for?'
Your answer.
With slow and majestic micn, and Il
countenance beaming with patience,
this father of Il daughter walked to the
door, opened il, and, pointing TO the
outer entrance, remarked
This is my answer. 1t l. compre-
hensble?'
The young aspirant for rich mans
daughter bowed. His face was ghastly
pale but bis step was firm, his head
haughtily erect, and the indignant pa
rent was somewhat impressed with the
nobility characterlzing his humiliation
~ lie turned from the door 50 cruely
closed upon himself and his hopes.
A perfect gem Of room was this
apartment The floor was covered with
IL Turkish velvet carpet of deepest Grim
son, the furniture was of carved walnut
and embossed velvet Of crimson on
gold-colored satin, the windows We're
draped with softest lace, under the lux
uriant wealth Of red and gold br0cure,
held to the richly-frescoed ceiling by
heavy gold-mounted lambrequins. Mir
rors and paintings lined the walls Oh
every side, and bronze and marble
huSts and statues We're reflected every
where. Tables III rare mosaics We're
covered with late magazines and books.
Tie air was perfumed a. if each article
exhaled fragrance of it, own, and tic
first sensation on entering was almost a
feeling of sensuous languor especially
to one unaccustomed " the perfumed
warmth Of this semi darkened atmos-
phere.
Tie young lady reclining on one III
the crimson lounges seemed part Of
it, natural belongings. Above theaver
ace female hight, hel form was % per
fechy east and developed, that to take
the eight par, Of an inch from her hight