Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-05-14

/ but the condition of her brother, his
emaciated frame, and the knowledge
that his heroic struggles for her and
her little family had caused it all.
The wheels of an approaching
carriage wero heard. As it neared
the house the horses heads were
turned in toward the curb, and it
stopped in front OF John Furlong's 8
house.
"John! Johnv cried Emily, ga
carriage has stopped in front of our
door"
"Perhaps Mr.. Lord has relented
and sent for me" said John, faint
ray of hope illuminating his pale
face.
"There is lady descending from
itw exclaimed Emily.
GA lady!" echoed John, in a tone
Of disappointment.
"She is approaching the door,
and there, John, she had rung our
door bell," as the tingle of the bell
was heard in their hall.
"What shall we do?' said John,
vainly endeavoring to sit upright
upon the sofa, but sadly failing in
the effort.
"What shall we do?' replied
Emily. why. there's only one
thing to dol shall go down and
admit her.
But surely, she must have made
a mistake. Our acquaintances are
not in the habit Of calling upon us
in their carriages" said John, smil-
ing sadly.
"Well, john" said Emily, if she
has made mistake it will be very
easy to correct it," saying which she
descended to the door to meet the
caller whose advent had caused such
a stir. In few minutes she re-
| turned.
"There is no mistake about it,
John. The lady has called at the
right place." said Emily.
"Aod who does she wish to see?"
asked John.
/" Mr.. John Furlong."
"Me! me! Why, sister, who can
| it be?
&C Here is her card, brother. She
is waiting below"
l4sss1ahngHnrlop2 aim ast.c conyulsiyely.
| seized the card and read aloud:
I" Miss Florence Packard"
"Miss Florence Packard. I can
not see her, Emily-I cannot see
her. Tell her 1 am indisposed.
Offer any excuse you think proper,
for cannot-dare not see her to-
day."
II explained your feeble cordi-
ton to her, John, but instead of
withdrawing, she seemed to be more
anxious to see you than before, !"
said Emily.
"Tell her I will be better to-
morrow, aud will call upon her.
Tell her"
The door flew open gently, and
light footstep glided noiselessly
ecross the carpeted floor toward the
sofa on which John Furlong lay.
| he saw her, ana tfleu 10 raIae uliu-
self to sitting posture.
Florence!"
"John!"
The effort had exhausted what
little strength remained and he fell
back unconscious.
When he revived, Florence Pack
ard sat by his side. Her lace shawl
was thrown over the back Of chair
and her dainty little hat occupied
another. She kept her little fan em
ployed upon his face, and the life
blood wa fast returning into its reg
ular channels. In spirit OF graft
tude he extended his hand. She
grasped it, aud held it in hers. Fol
a few minutes not a word was spoken
on either side.
"Johu Furlong," said Florence
CT am not stranger to the nature
of your affection for me. l have
known it for years. You love me
You have struggled on and OF
in the hope of prospering in bus
mess and bettering your condi
. ton before you made your atfec
tions known to me. 1 have watched
you, John Furlong. 1 ain rich, ant
. you are poor. Day after day, will
salary that an unprincip!ed firm
was cutting down, you saw you
hopes crushed. Still you labored
t on with an unflltering zeal. To
day you were discharged-I heard
all. MIR. Lord went to the club, an
, there boasted of his conduct towar
you. In the midst of his hilarity b
was seen to reel in his chair and fall
l A doctor was summoned, but lif
: had fled. He who had cut down
8 others was in turn cut down b
y. the hand of God. When l hear
of your misfortune l hastened here
Q Surrounded as am by a host
Q giddy admirers, I saw at once, an
r read their hearts. They loved m
r for my money. There is one bray
q man who loved mo for myself alon'
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