Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1880-03-11

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blood for can not give you kind wore
now and then to keep up your spirits
l shall half the time think you are for
getting me, and making up your mint
to marry the man your father is so takel
WITH
"You are very different from the ide.
have of you if you give way to any
such feeling. Why, Phil, all the people
in the world couldn't make me believe
you false, if you had promised to be
true. But I must go. just came tc
tell you-no matter what happens-th
force could not drag me into marriage
with Dram Dinsmore, and to say good.
by until we can meet as we used to, with
the full consent of father"
"That'n never be!'' was the gloomy
answer. cts good-by forever, 1 am
sure. l wish that old cousin of yours
had left his money to some one else. 1t
has destroyed our happiness. Your ia
Their seemed to like me until that will
made you an heiress, and Dram Dins-
more began coming to the house. Much
as he might have been taken with your
locks, he'd never have bothered his head
about you unless there had been a pros
pect of adding to his possessions. know
him of old, and he's as tight as the bark
of tree"
"Really, Philip, you are compliment
airy. So money is the sum of my at
fractions, is it?''
But there was no vexation in the
eyes she turned upon his troubled face.
Hers was true, truthful nature and she
understood her lovers meaning, though
she tried to speak lightly and playfully
to prevent painful parting scene
Tears were near her eyes, but she
forced them back; she must be strong
for both. She held out her hand.
"Good-by, Philip. Don't be discour-
aged; all will come right YETI
Philip took the little hand in his
brown palm, and gazed longingly into
the sweet young face. Then he said:
"Won't you give me one parting kiss,
Dot?"
"Yes, Philip, kiss me here" touch
ing slender finger one of her soft
cheeks, and from this time that place
shall be sacred from the touch of other
lips until we meet again.
Philip kissed the cheek, which flushed
redly at the touch of his lips Dot was
chary of permitting caresses, and though
they had been fond of each other from
their boy and girl days, Philip had new
er presumed to kiss her, unless when
playing game of forfeits in some of
the merry gatherings which are some
times givea in country neighborhoods
for the double purpose of drawing the
young people together and helping the
farmers to husk their corn, or get the
rosy produce of orchards into festoons
of neatly pared and quartered apples to
dry, on the principle that many hands
and nimble fingers make light and
pleasant work. The next moment he |
was following the 1.-THE little figure with
sad eyes until it had disappeared under
the overhanging branches. He lacked
Dots faith in the kindness of the future.
He could only anticipate long separa-
ton, and perhaps arrangement; and
it was with a heavy heart that he gath
cred up his fishing tackle and started
for home.
A distant relative of the Ingrahams
had lately died, and had willed his
property to his cousin, Dorothy Ingra-
ham. During his lifetime he had never
shown that he was aware of the existence
Of our little Dot, and it was great sur
prise to her when the old gentleman's
solicitor came from New York with the
that he had made her his
heiress. At first it was great pleasure
% the girl, and she built many pretty
scastles in the air. about the way she
would use her wealth, until change
came over the scene.
Mr.. Ingraham, who had heretofore
seemed well pleased to have his daughter
n Philip Bertram's company, began to
entertain higher views of her, and when
7oung Mr.. Dinsmore, son of the presi.
lent of the village bank, began to drop
n of an evening, with the evident in
ention of seeing Dot, though he asked
or her father, poor Philip began to be
reated coldly, and at last was forbidden
he house.
Had Dots mother been living, things
would have been different, for her
terling good sense would have carried ,
he day against her husbands sudden
nflation of feeling caused by their good
ortune. But since his wife's death Mr.. .
ngraham had no one to influence him,
or he considered Dot mere child, to !
re petted and governed as though she
we're five years of age, instead of a we'll
'rown girl of eighteen, of more than
rdinary capacity and good sense.
Affairs went on in this way for sew {
raj months. Mr.. Dinsmore's calls grew ]
aore frequent, and strong pressure
7as brought to bear upon Dot to make l