The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-11-23

aid necklace. koSS DUNBAR barely
suppressed cry Of surprise as his
eyes fell upon it. He turned it ovel
with eager, trembling fingers, and
there on the clasp was the name
that h6d lived in his heart for SC
many years, Little Papsie."
"You wish to sell them all ?" be
asked, striving to steady his voice
and the wild throbbing of his heart
The lady hesitated an instant and
then she put out her slender hand
and drew the emerald necklace tow.
ard her.
"I dislike to part with this" she
said ''it was my fathers gift-and
-and--but no matter. take them all;
/ must have the money"
In her eagerness she had thrown
aside her veil, revealing a lily face,
Lit by lustrous sapphire eyes. Ross
Dunbar stood silent a moment, eve.
ry nerve in his manly form thrill
ing with supreme delight. He had
found her at last, the idol of his
life.
"They are very fine gems" he
said, after a moment, land l am
willing to give you a fair price
suppose we say one thousand dol
lars-will that do ?"
The girl flashed a dazzling glance
of surprise from beneath her heavy
veil.
$50 much as that ?" she said,
tremuously. "You are very kind,
sir. Oh, you cannot know how
much this money will help me-"
The young man made polite re-
ply, and proceed to put aside the
Jewels and drew a check for the mon
ey. The March winds were still
clustering without, and the girl
shivered and drew her wrapper clos
er as she started out.
"Won't you let me run down to
the bank for your" said the jeweler,
catching up his hat. "You can play
shop lady the while, it won't be but
a minute or two"
"But l am troubling you so.
mot bit ; take the warm seat,
please you'll not be likely to have
many customers.n And seating her
beside the desk he took the check
and hurried out.
Pansie Fontenay threw back her
veil and leaned her head upon her
hands, a puzzled, reflective look
upon her sweet, sad face.
'Where have seen this face p
she asked herself over and over
again. "It is so familiar who in
the world can it be 2"
His return broke in upon her
and after receiving the
money she hurried away to her
humble lodgings.
The following afternoon was even
more clustering and stormy the
wind roared and the sleet tinkled
against the windows of the little
room in which Pansie and her faith
er sat. Severe misfortunes and re-
verses had reduced them to poverty,
and the old man being an invalid
all the care fell upon Pansie's shoul-
ders. She sat down with her father
reading aloud from Q new book
which she had bought him with
some of the money received for her
Jewels. Her sweet face was wan
and sad, and her future stretched
before her, sad, hopeless and
gloomy.
There is a ring at the door, and a
servant brought up package for
Miss Fontenay. An exquisite bunch
Of pansies, fragrant and golden
hearted done up in tissue paper, and
attached to them q card, bearing the
simple words /: Ross Dunbar has
never forgotten little Pansie."
Pansie sat amazed for moment,
and then a rich bloom darted into
her cheeks.
-Oh, father" she said, II know
him !. l know him We have found
Ross at lastp
An instant later Ross was in the
room clasping her fluttering hands
in his and into her blue eyes looked
with a glance that brought a bloom
to her face. And q few weeks later,
when the clustering winds were
over, and the golden-hearted pansies
bloomed on the garden borders, lit
tie Pansie become Ross Dunbar's
bride and for a bridal gift he gave
her back her string of emeralds.