St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1881-12-10

obey.
II think we shall not lose sight of
the little fellow" continued MIR.
Fontenay, as Ross disappeared in
the stormy. darkness. "Shall we,
pet? Let US see what we can do to
help him. He is a. very promising
young lad, and an honest one, l am
sure. Mr.. Lennox. you are in need
of an errand boy; why not try him?
l wish you would"
The ieweler consented, to P1nsie's
great delight, and on the following
day Ross was duly installed as er-
rand boy in the fashionable estab-
lishment.
Fifteen years after, one clustering
March morning, young man sat
behind the counter of thriving
iewelry establishment in one of the
Northern cities. He was a hand
some man, a traveller, a man of taste,
intellect, and money, for he was a
junior partner in the firm, which
was a prosperous one. But, des-
pite his good fortune, Ross Dunbar
was not happy. His mother and
little Flora had gone to their long
home, and he was utterly alone i'll
the world, without kith or kin.
Sitting alone one morning, with
the roar of the March winds in his
ears, his thoughts were running
back to the days of his boyhood-
to his mothers humble home. How
vivid tie past seemed, and how dear
and sacred, despite its privations
and SORROWS. His eyes grew dim
and his heart swelled. All were
gone over the wide waters of time
and change.
A tender smile softened his sad
face as he recalled the stormy night
when he sat sobbing on the steps of
Mr.. Fontenay's mansion. And little
Pansie; the remembrance of her
sweet face, as he saw it through the
snow wreaths, haunted him con-
stantly. In all Ithe fifteen. years
never for one hour had he forgotten
her. But she was gone-lost to him
forever. ,s.s a..s'. So
His reverie was broken by the en-
trance Of a customer lady closely
clothed and yelled. She approach
ed the counter with jewel case in
her hand.
Would you buy these?" she ask
ed, simply, in clear. sweet voice.
that stirred the young mans heart
rs no other woman's Voice : had
power to do.
He took the casket, opened it, and
spread out its contents. A watch,
an ele CANT and costly diamond ring,
two rubies and an emerald necklace.
Ross Dunbar barely suppressed a
cry of surprise as his eyes fell upon
1t. He turned it over with eager,
trembling fingers, and there on the
clasp was the name that had lived
in his heart for SO many years:
Little Pansie."
"You wish to sell them alp" he
asked, striving to steady his voice
in the wild throbbing of his heart.
The lady hesitated an Instant. and
then she put out her slender hand
and drew the emeralds toward her.
81 dislike to part with this.
she said. 1t was my fathers gift
apd-and-but no matter, take
them all. / must have the money"
In her eagerness she had thrown
aside her veil, revealing lily face
lit by lustrous sapphire eyes. Ross
Dunbar stood silent a moment,
every 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 moment, 'tand / am
willing to give you fair price.
Suppose we say one thousand dol
larS-wIll that do?
The girl flashed dazzling glance
of surprise beneath her heavy veil.
so much as that!" she said
TREMENDOUSLY. You are very kind,
sir. ). Oh, you cannot know, how
much this money will help me-"
Theyoung man made polite re-
ply. and proceeded to put aside the
Jewels and draw check for the
money. The March winds were
clustering without and the girl
shivered and drew her wrapper
closer as she started out.
Wont you let me run down to
the bank for you?" said the jeweler,
catching up his hat. You can.
play shop lady the while; it won't
be but a minute or two"
But I'm troubling you SOL"
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