West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1880-04-17
a Grown of Gold

\ light nourishing diet, aud good WINE
that's what she needs, SAID Dr Osborne,
sorrowfully. Medicine can do nothing
here "
He spoke sorrowfully because he knew
right well that what lac was recommend
ing was beyond his patients power 10 OBJ
tain, and his heart ached for the positive
despair that showed itself in the face OF the
listener.
a beautiful girl of 10 or 20 years, per
haps, upon whose youth the blight Of care
and poverty had fallen heavily. She was
poorly clad in black, and as she put back
her dngy veil with white and trembling
hand, her large blue eyes, full of unshed
tears, roved from the speakers kindly face
10 the wasted, silent figure on the bed again
with whole history of untold anguish in
their depths.
Doctor Charles Osborne, young and ten
der of heart, looking into the sad blue eyes
and falling each moment more and more
deeply in love with their owner, impulsive-
lY answered their despairing gaze as he
might have answered spoken words.
- would to God that my means were
equal to my will said he 81 AIN but
poor and struggling physician, as you
know otherwise your mother would want
for nothing.
The young girl blushcd VIVID crimson
suddenly, and drew up her slight figure
haughtily with a look of offended pride
1t was only for an instant, however. the
next she held out her hands 10 him CRATE
fully, and the tears in her blue eyes over
flowed
g thank YOU for your sympathy" she
said simply, and for your constant care,
but for which she might not her eyes
were on the bed and her voice sank low
p" she might not, perhaps, have been spared
TO me this loLg For the rest with a
deep sigh GO If there be any way in the
world 10 obtain it she shall have wine.
She s,)Od for few seconds, looking
after him, ana listening TO his football as il
echoed along the bare staircase and hall ::
she let her face fall down ON her hands
with fearless sob.
" Can poverty dng us good gifts2" she
loaned. "F II is only TO torture us.
Ina my poverty 6yiuc heart has come to me,
but IL can never be mine :"
Then she went into the .Dol, yarc room.
closing the door softly after her. and bent
above the sleeping figure on the bed
Good IOod and wine she ubrmured
" And she will die without theu. How
can get thcm2 How? Alasl II was
easier to ask than TO answer that Every
thing they possessed that would fetch a
dollm had been sold, ami had she not spent
almost the whole Of this weary day in try
ing To obtain work and quite IN Want
q" / know not what To- do, " she sighed.
despariugly and turned away. and half
unconsciously 'ok of her bonnet As
she did That, bit Of wire escaping from
the iOius of Grape caught in hcr comb and
drew 1t out, and down tumbled a glorious
shower of golden hair upon her shoulders
a crown Of gold.' she said sadly and
bitterly. The last of my ornaments It
was well enough when was rch When
poor papa was alive 10 take pride In 10. and
call me Princess Golden Hair, and deck DO
with pearls and gems but uow what lo
/ want with 60 now ~
She took 10 down again. aud shook &c
over her like q veil and held BE- up allow
ing the shining hairs 20 fan through hyr
white fingers like golden rain
"It is worth something .ho sail.
thoughtfully eff bad wanted fo Dur.
chase itt when bud money. I should hnvc
paid well for it--a hundred dollars. per.
haps. ] wonder &c Lily Edison would giya
me twenty nowT'
"I'll try, she muttcrcd, rcsolutcIv. and
began 10 coil itup again.
'Iilys hair was of exactly hc sam,
color, she unused anxious'v
"But she had not 500 much ON aH ler
head as / twist into one of these hraida
She used 10 say. laughing. Chat She would
gladly buy mine for Doe weight iu gold.
Well, I'n try.
Once more she put ON her bonnet and
leaned over the bed
You shall not die for want of wine
while your child wears golden crown
Never, dear /"
LILY Edison was 40 heiress and belle
Not ~ handsome as the fair rival who hac