Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1881-06-17
THE IISHER,S DAUGHTER.

High tide, with beautiful white-crest-
"a waves breaking on the shlngle,
blue sky reflected on the bosom Of the
waters, and the honest, bronze-faced
fisherman bnsilY mcnding their nets
and smoking their pipes after their
midday meal.
One Of tile oldest and most respected
of them Ill is Matthew Golding, whose
genial countcnance and cheerful good
humor renders him general ia
yorite among his comrades, and he
was looked up To and esteemed by one
and all. lie had been i widower for
many years his wife slept in the
chnrchyard on the top Of the hill, and
within It's sacred wallis Matthew Golding
worshIped every Sunday, his honest face
lighting up at the good old rector's
words, that told him Of the home Of
peace and rest after his earthly toll was
done.
a girl is standing near the break
water and looking out at sea, her eyes
shaded with her hand. A girl with i
pretty, graceful figure. and simply yet
tastefnlly clad; her hair, worn in two
thick paits, reaches below her waist,
and her whole appearance is worthy M
artists study.
Size il Matthew Golding's daughter
the pride of her fathers heart and the
belle Of the little fishing village.
Her father, rs he sits intending his net,
lifts up his eyes ever and anon TO gaze
1T his pretty daughter, and with the
glance shade falls across his usually
pleasant face.
Seated near him, busted il the same
occllpatio III MS himself, il young man,
dressed also iii Tie garb Of Il fisher
man, and To him Matthew turns and
speaks of her who is leaning on the
breakWater.
'She ii lis loye-sick is she can he, |
tell you, Mark, and don't like it at all,
for don't believe rs Mr.. Carleton
means any good to her
She Is certainly very much chang
cd replies the younger fisherman,
with sigh 81 know she cared for me
once, hut il don't seem to make much
difference to her now whether | am
ashore or not.
Ever since lust spring he's been i
dangling lit her heels," continues old
i AthIlIitNNt il1al II Ni6Il 01J Nilt1O = ~
come of ii. She las never been
Willful lass, Or acted contrary to my
wishes, hut il seems rs if she had lost
her head as well rs her heart too
There, don't be down-hearted, lad,
she'll come 10 her senses by-and- bye,
and see her folly; rest well assured Of
that. Z
Mark Fenton made no answer,
Int his fingers tremhled once OF twice
IN lie went on with his work and Il
droa of salt water, d which lie had
long been il stranger, fell upon his
hand.
From his earliest childhood lie had
learned To love his pretty playfellow,
Hetty Golding, aud for nearly two
years now she had been his promised
wife. But in the early spring Of the
year Of which we are writing, Dudley
Carleton il youth with more money
than brains had come to spend few
months in the little fishing town. where
the sweet, graceful figure Of Hetty
tioldng had enchanted him.
Nothing was pleasanter to young
Carleton than to flatter this simple
maiden, and whisper love-words III her
ear, is meaningless rs they We're
subtle.
Too ready listener proved Hetty
Iiolaing, and she, inflated with the no
tlon of soon becoming "A lady" and
Dudley Carelton's wife. turned her
back upon her faithful lover, Mark
Fenton, and for the last few weeks had
hardly given him 4 word Il was \
great trouble to her honest father, for
III all men of his acquaintance there
was not one So worthy Of her rs Mark,
nor one to whom he would SO readily
have given her iii marriage In vain
lie had advised and counseled her
Hetty. formerly 80 gentle, 50 ready to
comply with her fathers wishes, hung
her head III sullen silence. and sought,
more persistently than ever, the society
If Dudley Carleton. TN this particular
morning OH which our story opens he,
with party of friends had gone forth
III Il boating excursion, and Hetty, rs
Size knew the time was drawing near
for their returning, had taken up her
station 1T the breakwater where the
pleasure boats We're usually drawn
ashore. Carleton was not alone in the
village; some cousins of his own age
had accompanied him thither with
their sisters, and Hetty had observed
that on one, young and prettier than
the rest, Dudley had begun, within the
last few DAYS, 10 bestow more than or
binary attention, and her young heart
was hot within her as she stood shad-
ing her eyes and watching for the re
turning boat.
You seem out of sorts to-day, lass.
She recognized Marks voice, and il
brought the crimson blood III torrent
to her cheeks.
She gave her shoulders an impatient
twist, while her pretty forehead wrink-
led into frown.
oh, do 20 away, YOU are the plague
III my life" she said, angrily.
With her eyes fixed on the ocean,
she did not see the look of pain that
came over the swarthy face of the FISH
erman.
Presently she felt her little white
hand-fair and delicate enough for 4
duchess seized somewhat roughly in
his own, and she struggled in vain to
draw it away.
You shan't tell me that twice,
hetty. lie said, IN tones OF sorrow,
rather than anger I will 90 away,
but before 60 Ill have it out with this
young gentleman that's changed you
50, and ask him whether he means tC
act honorably toward you or whether
he's only fooling you, as | suspect
he il. !"
you dare to say one word to MIR
Carleton T. exclaimed the girl. indig-
nantly. 1T Is no business of yours,
He.