The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1880-10-23
POVERTY OF LOVE.

They are on board @ Long Branch
steamer, Mr.. and Mrs. Jelison and Dolly.
Mrs. Jelison il q delicate woman, lady
like under the most trying circumstances,
and made up after the latest fashion.
Dolly is their ,daugter, and about her
is an atmosphere both deboadire and
sweet. She is noticeable for quantities
of bright, blonde hair, very clear gray
eyes and something more.
When You have taken all these points,
and decided they are what makes Dolly
attractive, you lave missed the point al
together. 1t is Dolly herself.
Sitting in q dog-cart, driving a horse
with banged tail and cluster of vio-
lets in his .bridlo, at II A. NJ, riding be-
hind four horses with banged tails, be-
tween the hours of and p. NJ, form
some of Dolly's pastimes.
She is riding tonight, and while her
companion dexterously handles the rib
bons she as dexterously coquettes with o
big bouquet Of jacqueminot roses.
Somewhere between the blush of the
fading day ss&l the first shining of moon
and stars he sdrrendefs which
is magnificent, bachelor habits which
have their charm, and himself to boot.
'tPapa," Dolly says, next morning, ST
had two offers yesterday"
81 should say that was, nothing mirac-
ulous, my dear"
"One was from Mr.. Adams"
You accepted him, my dear? He is
reported to be millionaire"
II didn't, papa, because don't love
| him; the very best reason in the world.
! The other offer was from Mr.. Brooks.
| He candidly owned to me that if his
debts were paid he would find it hard to
| jingle two quarters together. You see
he did not try to deceive me about him
self; and, dear papa, took the liberty
TO accept him, for l love him, and have
all his love in return"
The days that are "golden as crown
glide very quickly away. The big fire
comes, and business depression straight
away follows it. Investments that were
bright with promise only few short
months ago, turn heavy as lead on then
owners hands-too heavy to hold, Fail
ure and loss is of common occurrence
and many brave heart grows sick with
disappointment in the midst of these
dark days.
Mr.. Jelison is taken i'll, snd soon, toe
soon almost to realize, mother and
| daughter are one morning fixing flowers
in his dead hands. Then, after the ten
der heart is laid away in its long home
| they face new world, ,-or rather a part
of the world hitherto unknown to them
mean the grasping avaricious part thai
seldom lifts its eyes towards Gods in
finite blue heaven, to catch glimpse oi
! life that is not bounded by human
wants, or yanities, or measured by three
score years and ten.
1t is clamorous, greedy place that
| Dolly and her mother step out into
where hands are constantly reaching fol
| more, and where it seems that there j,
not room enough or things enough fol
the creatures He has made. Like tht
| figures of a dream melt away stately
house and luxurious appointments.
It is the day before the auction; 9
4 bleak morning that must be misery to it
self. Dolly is busy about some of The
many things that have fallen to her t.
do when she hears well-known step il
the tiled hall and flies down stairs tt
meet her lover Her dress is marred by
specks of dust, and the room is in disor
der so far, and chairs are in unusua
places, pictures and mirrors have sliC
from the walls, and draperies have dis
slab before he ventures to let the edgei
of his hat rest upon it. There is dus
there also. But Dolly thinks of neithe
dust nor disorder. She is only con
seIous that he is here, and comes for
ward with both hands extended to him
They are slim, dimpled hands, and he
cheeks and lips are abloom, and there il
tender light in her gray eyes.
| Handsome, loving Dolly has neve
dreamed how this meeting will end, TO
she judges him after her own heart, ant
it is both sincere and faithful. It is no
exactly words that give her the key t.
his feelings; it may be his manner, o
possibly something more suitable still
but she has the key, holds it irresolut
for moment, and then looks into tina
mercenary organ he calls his heart, an
her own nearly breaks in doing so.
sit was only question of money,
she fings out bitterly; you never love,
me at all; you are coward, a liar sir"
Poor Dolly hardly knows her owl
voice speaking to him SO; and she is con
scious that her heart aches through it al
They are the last words he ever hears he
speak.
Two years have fled. Two seasons @
snow, frost and dreariness. Two season
of flowers, blue skies and tender days
! We left Dolly standing alone in the dis
orderly drawing room with tears on he
face. She wiped the tears away, and di
nothing more tragic than go up stair
, and finish her work. After the sale G
their earthly goods, they moved into
little and rather shabby house in th
suburbs, and hved-or existed, rather
on pittance, pittance, by the way
that ere long would be exhausted.
All the world is open to pluck and Ell
: terprise. It is easy to forget disappoin
+ ments and failures, in new successe;
Dolly had the intricacies of crewe
: works, or something of kindred nature
! to divert her thoughts. It appears tht
it was not enough.
It came about in this way They hay
J q rich neighbor; in fact his mansio
almost oyershadowed their small hom,
He is gentleman of leisure and mean
a and possesses mania for farming. q
! squanders good deal of money pt
. annum on his thousand acres, but th;
is Of no consequence. Raising pou
try is the only part that pays" Doll
$ heard him remark one day. This resu
! ! was that she schemed, planned and .ca
culated, until now We behold her vi
(. tory
She is in love once more and with th
which will never play her false. Th
time It's the sunshine, woods, flower
fair sky, and all the tender, loving wa,
of nature, but most of all, the lovir
a One whose symbols only are these.
: Mr.. Farnham is their rich neighbo
! I Any one would naturally remark that ]
: !. is not handsome man, and he is not
= wise one according to the world discre
: ideas of wisdom. Never goes into soci
!. ty unless dragged in, and then his be
friends wish he was not there; is carele
as TO money, and kindhearted, the hyp
critical say, to fault.
SIT is good for ones senses to see ho
plucky and practical your daughter
a Mrs. Jelison," he remarked one mornir
d after his usual greetings were over.
Z Z wish there were more like her, but the
]. are not.
s. "I think Do1ly's manner of gettiI
along is dreadful and, perhaps unco
), sciously, Mrs. Jelison heaves sigh.
Life is burden, she remarks, chez
: fully, after slight pause, and so far
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