The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-01-13
WON AT LAST.
The Reward or Patience and Industry.
IChicaRs Tribune.l

lChicsge Tribune
$50 you wish TO marry my daughterY'
These words were uttered by man
who fairly Kissed them through his teeth
as he stood, with cruel sheer on his
lips, in front of young man, the nervous
twitchings of whose clear cut features
told more plainly than could any words,
however freely interspersed with adiec-
tives, the torture he was suffering.
Eyes, sir" said Herbert Mcintosh,
looking up into the face of him who had
spoken. 81 love Myrtle with a rich,
warm, tempestuous love that recks not
of obstacles, but sweeps away like q
mighty avalanche the difference IN social
position that exists between us. Ny
passion is a deathless one that, like tins
mighty simeon of the desert, gathers
force with every instant of its existence,
and stills alike with its hot breath the
lie OF man and beast know that APP
pearances are against me. I am poor
and honest. and last Saturday night [
had king full beaten at the Owl Club,
but can not conceal my love. You are
rich and successful. and I can see from
the window "a my little room In which I
worn, the high walls of your packing
house, and hear the plaintive cry of the
stricken pig who has his interior scOoped
ont and is cut N to hams and clear sides
before the echo of his death shrek has
ceased 10 linger III the musk laden air of
the stock Yards. You are living under
turouois tinted skies, while | am in great
luck to have sky ct all. It is not my
fault that you Sss Sich; love your
daughter. and she returns my love,
and, saving this, Herbert looked anM-
ouslv in the direction OF the window, his
breast giving thrOb OF Joy a. he saw
that the blinds were closed, and the old
man could not throw him out.
"Hark We, my lad" said the pa Gker,
while cold skating rink smile hOyA~ed
Ger his face, "you say you love nv
daughter, and would win her for yosas
bride. So be it. I have naught against
thee save thy poverty. Come to me-
within month with 81, 600 gained by
thine own industry and skill, ard Myrtle
shall be your vile. If You fail in this
her hand is given TO friend of mine
who owns q glucose faetory."
"But you would not force her to
marry against her willP" said Herbert,
"She has plighted her trocb to nae.
"Iknow not of your childis b vagarles,
replied the old man. 81 have said my
say. In three minutes 1 shall unite the
bull dog"
Herbsxt went away.
Midnight on Wabash avenue.
Five men are seated around a table
with hole in the center OF it. Herbert
is in the party, and opposite him sits his
hated rival, the man who owns an interest
in a glucose factory. Herbertis dealing.
Herbert looks at his cards and bets
800.
Give hundred" says the glucose
man.
"a thousand, says Herbert, reaching
into his pocket as if for money.
"Oh, never mind getting out your,
roll until the hands are played, said the
glucose man, 81 will be easy with you,
and only call. have four aces"
"Straight flush, said Herbert In low,
blister tones, as he laid the cards on the
takSle, and pocketed thousand dollar
bill which his adversary threw across 10
him. 49,
The next night Herbert and Myrtle
occullsed one chair in the parlor of the
pork packers residence. "We will DO
married in tSS fall, my sweet," she said
in soft, low tones, kissing him passionately
as she spoke,
"Yes. Tootie. " he murmured; Sin the
fall. We can live with your folks next
winter" ~