The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1879-11-06
The Bondholdcr's Daughter.


CHATTER l.
The sun was sinking bloatedly in the
western heavens amid great masses oil
golden clouds as the Pelican Of the Waste
walked gloomilY in the garden OF his pa.
latiGl residence, kicking the pebbles I'm.
der his feet as il they were the down.
trodden heads Of SO many horny.handed
sons OF toll. He was 8 large, dark.brow
ed, and villainous looking cur OF a capital
list, dressed in purple and fine linen. His
stomach was covered with vest OF satin,
in the making OF which not less than
seven yards OF stuff and the lives OF mil
ions OF workingmen had been sacrificed.
His small white hands glittered with dia-
mond rings, and one OF them clutched a
gold.headed cane with which ever and
anon he struck his gardeners, who, when
he had passed, paused in their labor and
shook their clenChed hands at his back,
whilst they cursed him in angry tones,
not loud, but deep. Beside him walked a
tair girl whose blue eyes and long flowing
tresses bespoke her the pampered child oil
luxury; everything about her mien and
carriage-in child OF the poor the same
carriage would have been called Vaughn
told OF luxury and the pride OF birth.
Yet about her mouth there fingered a
smile which showed that her heart was
not utterly hardened. In her small, shell.
like ears were glittering diamonds worth
a King'sransom, and her hands were es.
conced in the finest kid gloves, which
gave forth an aroma more delicate than
that Of the oleanders which grew along
theipath, Harki what is it she says?
20, Pa, she rippled out, chow can ]
consent to give him up?"
10, pahW was the brutal reply. "You've
got to give him up! What? You, the
child Of splendor; you who have been
carefully educated ct Vassar College; who
can play THE Maiden's Prayer as only
your sainted mother ever played 1t before
you upon whom l have lavished fortune
sufficient to keep me in wine and tobacco
for years-you who can speak Ave Ian
guaHes with fluency-you wed with q
poor hod.Carrier's SOM Child, you are
out OF your mind; it may not, nay, 1t musI
not be-" and he ground his teeth and
struck another gardener such a resound
ing whack over the shoulders that the
welkin rang with the reverberation. The
fair girl covered her face with her daintily
gloved hands, and convulsive shuddeI
ran through her slender frame. The Peli
can ground his teeth as II his huge mouth
were grist-mill and his teeth were corn
Presently the maiden recovered hel
equanimity and sobbed out:
10, paw" and she seized his hands, and
was carrying It 10 her lips in supplicatior
when suddenly he withdrew It and gave
his fair child q brutal slap In the mouth
She sank hastily 10 the ground, or rathel
would have done 80 II a 1.-THE, manly form
clad in a rough cardigan jacket hat
not hastily dashed from the underground
and caught her in his hod as she was fall
ing. The Pelican Of the Waste retreatet
a step or two before the unexpected ap
partition, and then haughtily remarked:
"Who are you, slrFah2 finland me
child, thou hod-bearing clodhopperl"
can it's me We call a hod.carrying clod
hopper, We blOated bondholding blather
skite? Hould on o minnit till ! gifts nj,
bod from atwixt yer daughther's show
ders, and whacks yer over the hid wild II
ldhin ys'll see who's the Dist man ay u
1.-TWO"
Michael O Hara = for such 70 the nam
OF our hero-had frequently carried MOI
tar to the very roof OF q house, and thu
through quick wit and extensive power
OF observation had become able 10 put
thousand roofs upon anything. He We
proceeding 10 put one upon the Pelica
when Maude Waste, feeling that her hal
vas caught in the nail Of the bod, hastil
recovered consciousness, arranged ht
skirts, and clasping her hands, cried:
"Whesa an 12-Who are you3 Oh
why was I ever born to bring sorrow o
those | loye2 Is you, dear Michaelf"
"Faith, It's mesilf, darlint, an av We
list git out O. me bod, sure III haste II
ould diYil's hide as he was a roa
goose, bad cess to him for . hard-hearte
old leCheFous dodo az the wilderness
Och, murther, mHrthar, to 60 sthreck u
choild! An him for TO call himself 4
) honorable blk, the brass.mounted Q
fraud! Git out av me hod. say, TILL
give him taste av it owver dbe patel"
But the agonized girl refused to ria
and while the horny.handed lover "
STOPPING 70 extricate her hair from L
nail the snealrinR and treacherous Pelici
|. stepped behind him, and, raising biz 70
= in the air, gave But why shou
we continue the scene? Let Us draw
II veil over the picture. Suffice 1t to say II
when Michael o'Hara rose in the air
instinctiy4ly grasped the bod which v
fastened In Maude's hair, and presen