The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1882-01-26
A BOLD STROKE.
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"No; Irefuse."
'ttRehect moment, Myrtle, I beseech
you | You hold my life and happiness
in your hands " md the voice Of AdeI-
bert Tomkins trembled as he spoke
these words with an earnestness which
forbade, even for an instant, any doubt
as to their being the eutpourings of his
heart.
Myrtle Mahaffy was beautiful girl,
just budding into sweet womanhood and
Adelbert loved her dearly. They had
wandered together this sweet afternoon
from the matinee to the street car, and
he had asked her to be his wife. It was
in answer to this question-the earnest
appeal OF man whose whole nature
was wrapped up in o passion he could
neither control or cast aside-that Myrtle
had spoken the words with which our
story opens. She had watched him
closely during an acquaintance of nearly
two years, and noticed with pain how he
seIulously avoided candy stores and ice
cream saloons. 81 can never marry O.
man, she had said TO her mother one
day, "who SHES at candy store like q
horse at fire engine" And when the
expected aVowal came she had kept her
word.
Adelbert turned round in dazed sort
of way after Myrtle had rejected him.
and walked swiftly toward the dry goods
store which had been so fortunate as to
secure his services
All tho afternoon Adelbert stood
moodily behind the ribbon counter,
thinking how he should revenge himself
on the naughty girl who had wrecked
his happiness. At precisely half-past
four o'clock fierce JOY lighted ND his
ccountenance, and, putting on his hat,
he left the store.
* 4 x *
AS the bells of st. Agnes Church were
striking 8, young man sprang lightly
up the steps of q magnificent residence,
and was soon seated in the sumptuously
furnished parlor. The proprietor of the
house, benevolent looking old gentle
man, entered the room. "Do YOU wish
to sec me ?" he said to Adolbert Tom
kins-for it was ho who had lightly
sprung up the steps.
YES" he replied, "you are the per-
son seek"
".What would you?" said the old
gentleman.
"You are the cashier in the Bank,
l believe" " said the young man.
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"You have been stealing the concerns
money. Do not seek to deceive me.
You are q cashier: tis enough. Give
me $40. 900 or Twill expose you and ruin
your life. Having heard me twitter,
you can choose your own course"
For an instant tho cashier did not
movo, and then going to an elegant es-
critoire which stood in q corner of the
room, he wrote q check for 5000
certified it, and handed the piece of
paper, now fortune, to the youth.
81 have but one favor to ask" he
said, "and that is that you will marry
my daughter. T. wouldn't like to let as
sure thing as you are to go out of the
family. She has 81 900, 900 in her own
right, and when am dead and the bank
directors are in jail OH account of nv
bookkeeping, it will suffice to keep you
i'll comfort"
f * 4 X
Two months later Myrtle Mahaffy.
the cashiers only child, became Adel-
bert's bonny bride. One child, blue
eyed boy with golden hair, has blessed
the union, and as he sits on his grand
fathers knee in front of the fire, and
asks in his innocent, childish way if
"papa isn't a smart man." the old gen
tleman kisses him fondly and says in
soft, low tones
"Yon'ro singing on the right key
now, sonny. y."-Hicago Tribune.