The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1880-01-28

wei, III Id' ufT pattObiL'bg mduutT
"Nol merely soc al Ca |. | can e
call it busiuess-yet, between US, it
is business, sf,er all l have met
your daughter, Miss Ida, very often
at my friend Mr. Goldbsg's, aud
fnd she has made deep impression
upon me. She is very beau iful
young lady-very beautiful indeed
and NY business is to make an offer
of my hsnd-to ask you to give her
to me. Her sentiments, Irejoice | TO
say, are favorable I'm pretty well
known. | can give her luxury. and
-ahem settlements shall be lib
eral
"Sir, there is no doubt that you iu-
tend compliment" said Mr.. Du
Il Use, stiffly A man always in
tends tia! by an offer of marriage
Therefore | thank you for it, even
while decline it,"
decline 7" cried Mr.. Rockwell
"Emphalically !" replied Mr.. Du
B lise.
81 certainly did not expect such a
reception" cried the suitor. What
have you against me 2"
You are rather too sharp a busi-
ness man 10 suit me-" said Mr. Dn
| Boise; but if you must have the
truth, Ida is eighteen, and you are
four times ber age You might be
her grandfalber-my father We all
grow old, but there is such thing
as suitability in years to be con-
sideredn
"Poop-poopl the thing Is done ev-
cry day." said Mr. Rockwell. But
what do you mean-too sharp !?
Have | any OF your paper, or"
Il have weekly salary, which |
generally spend Never have any
paper Never bad No mortgage 10
De foreclosed. | own no property
You never hurt me personally, aud
It's none of my business, | suppose,
that you have made a fortune by the
ruin of others, but wouldn't want
you 10 marry my daughter if you
were the man you are at her own
age, it--woald be impossible if you
were all |. asimire,p said Mr. Du
Boise.
"You insult me, sii ~ said the mil
lionaire, rising.
81 speak plainly" replied Mr. Da
b ,ise
"And have your daughe er's own
promi,e," continued the suitur "At.
Ter all, it was simply as a matter of
form that 1 consulted YOU"
''lda never meant it," said Mr.. Du
BOISE. -''never Besides she is very
fond of Louis Grey, who adores
her"
"Who is be ?" asked the million
aire.
"An excellent young man, whose
salary is fifteen dollars a week, re-
Piled the father Quite enough for
an &C nomical couple"
Il believe you are insane, SIR"
said Mr.. Rockwell, quite sincerely,
"aud l bear no malice to one who il
out OF his senses. Good afternoon
shall marry Ida, with or without
your permission"
Ida, the old idiot fancies you &C
cepted him." be said.
80 | did," said Ida. Papa, this
is nv best dress, and it has been
made over. This is what comes Of
moderate means, shall be a million
siress, il there is such a word. OF
course, you said yes, or that you'd
consider it,"
Il refused him." ..said Mr.. Du
Boise
II shall write to bin and tell him
that don't matter" responded Ida,
plainly
My daughter shall not marry an
old wretch for his money, if | am
obliged to lock her up in the garrett"
said Mr. Du Boise
We'll save you from that awful
fate, even against your will" said the
mother Think Of poor Louis, who
loves you So"
The evening was passed in tears
and wraIb. Ida retired early with
out her usual adieu to ber parents.
AID, when she had gone, the mother
drew ber chair close TO her hus-
bands and be eDtwined her about the
waist
Our daughter must know the hap
piness we have felt. She must mar
ry for love-" declared the middle. aged
woman.
AT least, if she is incapable of
love, she shall not make mercenary
N atch," said the husband
They sat late beside the fire, and |
retired sadly TO their pillows Mean
while, the servant of the household
had stolen softly up stairs with
little pink tinted note hidden under
her apron-Mr. Rockwell had feed
the girl to take it secretly to Miss
Ida.
After the parents bad retired, and /
the house was still, some one in a
cloak and dark hat and veil softly
{ pened The front door aud ole out
IL was Miss Ida. A carriage waited |
at the corner; from it hobbled the en-
rsprured Mr. Rockwell.
"The notel," be said to the |
coacbman, as be handed his lady
love to her seat Money will do any
thing. IL brought into one of the
private parlors the landlord and bis
spouse in evening dress, and most
complacent clergyman, who never
asked why the celebrated millionaire,
who was certainly of age, chose to
be married at midnight. For once at !.
least, Mr.. Rockwell was generous.
The clergy mans fee was five hun
dred dollars.
In hose early hours when the pa.
rents of Ida were wont to arise, they
found their daughters room empty,
and slip of paper pinned to her pill
low, on which was written:
Il canGot sacrifice my pros poets in
life to your romantic notions Before
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