The Osceola times., 1882-06-10
REGINALD'S USES.
How a Chicago Youth Secured Nice
Father-in-Law.


Chicago Tribune.
"What do you think, Myrtle?"
81 hardly know what to think, Regi-
nald ;" replied the girl, her eyes illumined
with the radiant light Of love as she
turnedi in response to Reginald Simpson'e
question and looked at him with the
beautiful, tender, calflike look of fret
and only love. 81 only know that, what
ever my father may say, whatever he
may do, my love for you will never fall
ter or fail; my trust in the nobility OF
your nature will be as steadfast as the
mighty rock OF Glbrslter that filings back
in scOrn from its stone-buttressed base
the mighty billows that are ever beating
against its solid sides in their mad, i'm
potent fury"
When Myrtle got well under way she
was pretty fair talker. She was a fair,
slender girl when the lustrous brown
eyes that one sees so often in Bramah
hens, and a complexion that never cost
less thsn 81 per box. As she stood in
the parlor of her fathers palatial resi-
dence this balmly June evening, her
hand placed trustingly in tha. OF Reginald,
while her face almost touched his as they
spoke the words quoted above, the picture
was indeed pretty one.
"You are sure that he has heard all?"
asked Reginald, in solemn, pleading
tones.
dead certain" replied the girl, ::"You
can bet on this, darling"
At this moment the sound of footsteps
was heard. Myrtle ran to the window
"He is coming" she said in frighten-
ii ID all nd
trust TO his mercy"
II guess you are right, sis" replied
Reginald.
way. the merchant prince, entered the
room. Reginald at once went up to him.
"Mr. Hathaway" he said, II have come
to tell you frankly that last Sunday morn
ing / went out to the race track. You
know that Myrtle and love each other
with deathless, Dearborn avenue love
that opposition only makes stronger and
that we have plight.d our throth. do
Sunday. | know it is wrong to visit
race track at all, and especially on SUI
day, but it seemed to me more noble,
more manly, to tell you the exact truth"
80 you were out TO the track Sunday"
| tdlu tlt Olu lliS ldtt drSublibk Eau,
panied expression.
"Yes, sir"
"Ah!that was indeed wrong. But step
with me into the library. This is seri-
GUS matter, involving, perhaps, the future
happiness of my only child'-and as he
spoke the merchant hastily wiped a pear.
ly tear that hung trembling on the upper
lid of his off eye.
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| Mr.. Hathaway closing the door as they
entered. Riginald felt that the worst
would soon come. Seating himself in an
easy chair, Mr.. Hathaway looked earn
estly at Reginald for moment. Then he
spoke up suddenly:
"Did you see little bay mare with
sort of spike tail and her near front foot
white being exercised out there Sunday
morning."
"Yes, sir" replied Reginald.
How fast did she go?"
''She trotted mile in 2:23!, the last
quarter in 35 seconds" was the reply.
A peaceful happy smile stole over the
said in low earnest tones, 'that little bay
mare belongs to me. My position as dea.
con will not allow me to publicly ac-
knOWleuge Tue oWnershlp oi tHe animal
hut you can bet your sweet life that when
she is cut loose at the July races ] will
break all the officers of our church and
several people in the adjoining parish.
I Do you understand, my boy?"
"Yes, catch on" said Reginald. 81
knew you owned the mare all the time,
but Chicagoan is too noble to give away
his prospective father-in.law"-and step
ping to the sideboard Reginald count teous-
ly poured out drink OF sour-mash for
Mr.. Hathaway before taking one him
self
The old man did not fail to notice this
action. This boy has the true Saxon
spirit" he murmured to himself, "and he
shall marry Myrtle when the leaves be-
gin to turn. l shall need him myself
during the trotting season."