Daily globe., 1879-03-23

orlcal sentences forgotten. I told my darling
what felt she knew full welD that loved
asked for her dear hand
lhele were snowy flowers in her hair, and
with the moons pale beams bathing in an
almost spiritual radience the white robe
which fell softly and clingingly about her,
ana disclosing the rapt glow in her sweet,
iona eyes, 1t was no wonder that she seemed
TO me, not a mortal. but like unto the
ngels.
The following day we parted, and Mr.. Ros-
coe himself drove me down to the station in
MS stylish dog cart, drawn by spirited team
j.. Truly, how different he ISL 1 thought
IRON ron what have always judged him to be?'
Come again soon, HERBERT Adrienne had
whispered, as pressed a kiss upon her lovely
lips.
My Office seemed meaner and duller than
ever before when entered it, and, sitting
down, tried to realize what a change had
come to my future within the last few hours.
Then settled down to business again. No
hanger on upon rich father -in-law would I
be and it meant to have home and wife,
/ must work.
The days passed laggingly along, until the
time came in which intend to visit "Cragg-
head" again. But that morning the postman
monogramed envelope with my name-Her-
bert Lisle--in a bod hand. I opened and
read: Then how long sat there in the same
position know not; but when came back
to myself, and chanced to glance up in
dlngy little glass hanging over my desk, l
vaguely wondered if that pale, drawn face
could be my own.
II was deceived,' the letter ran, "and my
daughter was too. We heard of an Inherit
ance left to you by a deceased aunt, and have
only just ascertained its amount. 1t is out of
the question that Adrienne should marry a
poor man" and so forth.
II was deceived, and my daughter was too"
Could it be that Adrienne was mercenary? In
sudden fury l cast the cruel letter from me.
Then mans hard, bitter tears rose to my
eyes, and leaning my head on my desk I
fought them back. A gentle football came
up the stairs, through the narrow hall, and
paused at my eoor. Some cne tapped.
Il am engaged" cried, in voice I tried
in vain to render calm but the door opened,
and there. envelopea in dark mantle, with
veil covering erface, was slight figure.
It was Adrienne! She flung back her veil
and sprang to my side.
Herbert, my love have come to you.
What care for riches? Make me your wife
now for then nothing can part us!"
I clasped her convulsively to me; we kissed
each other, and then holding her away, look
ed into her fearful eyes.
"Adrienne," l said, solemnly, edo you real
ize that you will leave life Of luxury to be
poor mans wife,"
II have made up my mind,' she answered,
resolutely. ut is the only thing I can do
My father declares that in weeks time he
will expect me to marry one he had chosen
for me before he formed such a mistaken idea
of the extent OF your inheritance"
We left the dingy little office, and in less
than an hours time we were man and wife.
| Adrienne wrote to her father, telling him of
| what she had done, and pleading forgiveness
! The answer said "When can visit Mrs.
Lisle in home as handsome as the one Ad-
rienne Roscoe enjoyed, then, and not till then,
| will forgive my undutiful daughter"
We We're happy, my wife and I, in the little
| home which was my inheritance, and after
awhile visltant strayed from Paradise to fill
our hearts with her chill fish grace and beauty
The little one used to sit for hours before the
portrait ofmy ancestress. The DARK, naughty
face seemed to fascinate her.
| One day, as sat quietly with Adrienne by
| my side, ,On the piazza,a sudden crash brought
us both TO our feet Then came child's cry
of distress. We both ran to the sitting groom,
whence the sounds had proceeded. There on
! the floor lay little Addie, almost concealed by
the great picture, which had fallen from its
| fastenings.
! After Addie had been picked up and con-
soled, turned my attention to the mischief
which had been done. As raised the heavy
| picture, the broken frame fell apart, and a
long, narrow, oblong package dropped at my
l
| as, after removing the wrappings, leather
! case was disclosed.
"What a strange hiding place! and what
can it be-" she exclaimed.
Itwas opened, and there before our dazzled
eyes flashed necklace of diamonds. Three
| rows of large brilliants, each having one
magnificent gem for its central ornament;
and pair Of old fashioned bracelets, studded
| with the same priceless stones. I could not
estimate the value of this discovery, although
I knew it must be immense. In the case was
| paper, and on it was written:
And as read. remembered hearing of the
great fear Of robbery, amounting almost to a
mania upon the subject, which my ancestor
| had always labored under, and of the strange
places from which the family silver and other
| articles of value were unearthed after her
| sudden death.
| So Ad-ienne and found ourselves rich
people. The jewels realized far more than I
| had imagined they would; and by buying
more ground, on the spot of the old house, 1
| built such a home as Adrienne was fitted to
adorn.
Then came telegram to my wife. telling of
fall her father had received, and that his life
was in danger. We found him sadly changed
| from his former self, and when in feeble
| voice. he called "Adrienne!' and held out his
| weak arms to my wife, all my anger vanished.
| We did not tell him of the difference in our
| ed we brought him by slow stages to our
| home, which Adrienne had named 'Ingle-
| SIDE" Then he was told the wonderful story
OF the treasuie-trove we had found through
| little Adde'S desire and attempted to kiss
'the pity lady," The old man held out his
| hand to me.
Herbert, I am almost sorry for this. had
| thought to prove my changed feelings by
| sharing with You the wealth, which has only
! been burden to me since, in my pride, re-
fused to listen to my daughters request for
| forgiveness"
be bygones-but for you would never have
had my wife, my dear Adrienne-"
"Nor little Addie, papa," cried a sweet
! small voice, whose owner had come unnoticed
tony side, and overheard my words
looking around me, sometimes sigh as the
memory OF old Aunt Susan come back to me;
of how she pinched and struggled to live
within her small means and keep her little
home, while all the time the legacy which
had been left by her grandmother, and which
would have made her beyond want, was, all
unknown to her, within her very reach.
The Sensational Preacher.
He is apt to think more of saying a
''smart," a "telling," or a "taklng" thing
than of communicating the truth. In
this way he uses extravagant epithets,
gives exaggerated descriptions, and mag
niies or distorts features for the sake of
effect. Even so noble man as Thomas
Guthrie once said, in regard to the prep
aration of sermon, ''It is like the drop
scene in a theatre, you must lay on the
color thick" But, with all Difference to
such authority, that advice is exceeding
ly pernicious. For he who consciously ex-
aggerates does ut the same time blunt