The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1880-10-09

room, as there is no need, to detail the
course each day which went to make up
Hattie Hadwin's life. +i sttstti
Hattie was fast growing rich. Work was
a law and necessity, but she did her work
easily it suited her, and her gains were
sufficient not only to support herself and her
father in exceeding comfort, but to enable
her to pay periodical visits to the National
Park Bank, where she was received with
that consideration that bespeaks the entrance
of a person coming to deposit, not to draw
money.
She was the fashion. Society liked her,
her splendid voice, her gracious manper, her
habits and her rich neutral tinted toilets.
No tidings from Berthield had ever
reached her, yet, in spite of it, she grew to
appear handsomer and %stouter; she was not
aweary because he came not, and indeed,
presented no resemblance to the [" Marian of
the Moated Grange" r -a15 ..-rfHsl
Ten years from the time | last portrayed
her she entered her fortieth year. 1t was a
winters evening. There had been a driving
storm of sleet and snow, with a keen, bitter
wind. 'ss--' A''' 5000
The foot passengers on the sidewalks were
whipped, blinded and at last reused by it,
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the mountains of wraps, and the homeless
poor betook themselves to alleys and door
ways for shelter. The sky was stern and
lowering, and plainly informed those who
consulted it that there was worse yet to
come.
do not think any one could look more
comfortable or haDdsomer than Hattie Had
win as she sat making the hot coffee in the
anug study, clad in rich garment of sombre
hue, but of exquisite workmanship and
finish. Her father, still alive, was seated in
the self-same chair. His head was very
white and quite bowed on his breast, and
his long, thin fingers beat time recklessly.
She spoke only a few words to him now
and then, and they were caressing and such
as might have been used to a child.
At last she settled herself in her own
lounging chair, and, opening a new book,
was soon deep in it. Gradually the new
book found its resting place on the floor, and
Hattie reposed calmly.
There was a rumbling of hack wheels
| close to the sidewalk, and then a halt. But
there was no magnetism in the air to warn
Hattie or any one being near her more than
that gentle, shadowy man which she had
rendered for so many years. ,4 aa s,ea
Then footsteps in the hall and a hand on
the door. ...I .s I'D ss.s.s ett
Even the seven sleepers awakened at last,
and when the door opened Hattie started to
her feet, fully prepared to deny that she had
been otherwise than awake. E9 go s@5
Then came a face, bronzed, fiery red, full
blue eyes, and altogether strange to Hattie
at least, she had seen such in her dreams.
A mass of hair, beard, moustache and
whiskers of a hue which was pale only be-
side his face. All this surmounted a figure
huge in every way, but especially in breadth.
Hattie stood wondering, and the figure
stood wondering also. Like the Ancient
Mariner, he liked her with his glittering
eye,' and as he performed the operation, he
drew off wrapping, and at length stood con-
fessed as Joe Berthfeld, weighing at the
very least 900 pounds. a-.+a7la 80
Then the blue eyes danced with muse
ment, the white teeth showed themselves,
and a hearty, full. sonorous laugh broke the
ice. as alal .a.lrs.5
{ Hattie, do you know me p He stepped
forward and kissed her. at first likely. on the
cheeks, and then, putting her back with
another glance and another laugh, he fol-
lowed up thatkiss by many others, and they
came so fast and warm that Hattie had not
presence of mind to resist
Il understand that you are still Hattie
Hadwin, or you would not have seen me
here tonight. So this is your father
She led him up to the old man gently.
Speak tenderly to him Joe. He is
quite childish now Something in the sub
dued, womanly tone of Hattie's voice gave
Berthfield a choking sensation. However,
he cleared his throat and shook hands with
Mr.. Hadwin. .ss-5sH ~ .5,.- 49,
The poor gentleman looked up with his
wan comprehensive smile.
You'll be kind to Hattie-you'l be kind
to her e and then he ratified On incoherent-
ly. '1. p l--.
Hattie had not forgotten how to blush,
and at the random speech of her father the
blood rushed up in torrents to her hair
roots, leaving a transient crimson on her
throat and neck. -1. t@
Apparently this enchanted Joe, for he
rubbed his hair and tugged at his tawny
beard, and sat down and watched Hattie as
she poured out coffee for him, with the
bright, cheerful and trusting look of twenty
years before.
'Ah, Hattie he continued, ilaughingly. Il
swore that were you faded, worn and
shrivelled, | would still be true but you
have not fretted for me, you have not the
assurance to pretend it. Am 1 absolved
from my oath? 's't $3.50 Fai
Hattie raised her eyes with a malicious
glance, signifying : Eft tn BRUTE
Yes, | know he added, surveying rather
ruefully his ample person, we have both
much to foregive.' 81 ta'@ sis ~" 81
There was no explanation asked, for none
was required-the both felt supremely
happy. They had each done their duty, not
sadly and sternly, but merrily and well.
Talmage on the Chinese.