The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1880-05-13
HOPES LEGACY.
BY MRS. E. M. ADAMS.
The Western Rural.

~ only care for wealth because it
brings me beautiful things, grandma; if
fortune should turn her back upon me,
I'd still find something to do, and be
happy inland the hopeful young
creature leaned back against the window
ledge and looked up into the aged face
beside her. The deep window with it's
sides festooned with vines, it's recess
filled with flowers, formed a fine back
ground for the fair girl.
Grandma Allston gazed upon her
with admiring eyes of tenderness.
Hope brought back visions of her own
youth and beauty, for they were alike
in face and figure, and in an indescrib-
able quaintness of manner. The same
small form with dainty bird like motion,
the same hair in waves and rings-al-
belt one head was crowned with silvery
whiteness, and one with golden. brown.
The same eyes of hazel, but two bright
and dewy with youth and hope, and
two were faded and sad with life and
sorrow. ''What would you do child, if
wealth should take to itself wings, and
fly away-what could you do?"
20, I don't know now, I'd better
make plan, maybe, so as to be ready
for anything the tickle dame may do;
let me see-you will give me your pref
ty china, won't you, grandma? And
yours and grandpa's great chairs, some
time?''
"Yes, dear p
"Well then, when the worst comes to
the very worst,-if ever it does, Ill get
little room, and sit in one of those
chairs and eat off the pretty china-if I
have aught to eat, and earn my living
with this pretty work which you have
taug h me so carefully lifting her en-
broidery from the carpet where it had
fallen. So spoke Hope Uller, gay
young girl of eighteen, considered q
great heiress, whose debut had but
world.
Some trouble in regard to the firm
which had control of her property had
led; the conversation to the point from
which we have given it. "Would you
really try to earn your living, and be
happy with the old keepsakes about
you, dear ?" asked the grandfather, who
looked with sorrow Upon the great
wealth of mis- child fearing it would
bring sorrow and trouble to the happy,
innocent heart.
eyes, would truly. if ever should
nave the chance" said Hope decided
ly.
"WelI, dearie," said grandma. II
also will remember it. You shall have
the china, and the great chairs and the
chest ct drawers too, and remember,
Hope, if the worst comes, remember
your plans" Grandma had, grown alittle
too serious in speaking to suit merry
Hope, and so with toss of her graceful
head in an impatient way, she said, 81
truly PROMISE" and walked down the
pleasant apartment to the door.
A few days after, new set If china
adorned grandma Allston's table and
when Hope exclaimed at the change,
grandma smiled and said, II gave the
old ones away, you know
eyes, but I did not ask for them for
right away grandma. it hardly seems
like home to sit down to this strange
looking table. The set is not nearly so
pretty as your old one, or rather nv
new one. Where is it, grandma?"
deposited, packed and sealed with
Gerard & Lyons, subject to your order"
said grandma, mentioning the name of
her bankers.
The bright golden summer came and
went. Hope fitting here and there in
that gay world which seemed an en-.
chanted land to her innocent fancy, in
the first months Of pleasure, and grew
to be great, gilded sham, as the keen
hazel eyes learned to penetrate be-
meath its DISCUSSES, and catch qlimpses
OF folly and selfshness and sorrow be-
meath the shining current. Then came
3 shock. OF sorrow such as her young
life had never realized before. Grand.
mother Allston died, and bitterly did
Hope mourn for the only parent she had
ever known. :" ::
Secluded by her grief, and wearing
herself to shadow in q struggle to de.
eide hard.pressed question Of mar
rage, she was totally unprepared for
another shock which came unheralded
upon her. Her fortune vase gone. All
the vague rumors which had seemed
80 IDLE the year before, were realized,
and, without q competence, for her
grandmother had left no estate, she was
suddenly bereft of everything, bereft al.
80 OF the perplexing question of Glove
or not love" which had followed her,
Tor her sutton, formerly so perserving,
now left Ter to her own devices. when
her great charm in his eyes, had melted
away like an April snow. s*.s5 ,l....l
Months Of lonely sorrow passed and
then to her dependency and trouble
came one little gleam Of hann;naaa.
which widened aud grew, until L stook
q her whole life, its every hope and as-
piration within lts radiance. ..s...S5