Arizona weekly citizen., 1882-01-15
Love and Gold.

Ont upon the solemn stiffness of tine star-lit night pedled the tones of the church bells-those brazen-thrOated harbingers of peace and good will to men. Sweet was their jangling as they rang out to all alike-the rich and;fsihI,e9 ihI,e9 t'rf q beu or pain and the sturdy man who had never known sickness-a fare well to the old year that would so soon be gone forever.
 It was on this night-a night whose every hour Is hallOwed and sOftened by the tender memories that cluster round the latest moments of a dying year, that Pansy Perkins, the sOft-eyed, olive-skin- ned belle of the social circle in which she moved, stood beneath the mellow glow of 8 turned down gas jet in the parlOr of her fathers palatial residence and looked, with a sad, pitying expres- sion on her pure, North Side features, at young man who was nervOusly pull ing at a dOn't-lOOk-crOss-or-it-will-fade- away mOustache, while a look of pain fitted ever and anon across his features.
 "SO, Cigarte-Charley," sine said, using the name by which he was known among the wild, reckless set with which he asso- ciated; "I can never be your bride. know that you love me deeply and truly, and that to win love like yours k some thing Of which any woman might be proud. will not deny, Reginald" and here the girl stepped closer to him and placed soft, white hand in his, while the deep, brown eyes that could lure a soul through Inferno or to St. Louis cleaned forth with topaz tint that in- toxicated with the sweet nectar of love all who game within their gaze-"that with yOuN could live happily forever in the Lotus Islands of Chicago boarding house, but my father says-and you know how l adore my dear, kind papa-that you are not of the nervously active, push ing sort that always get ahead in the world: that he does not object to my marrying poor man, but that man must be one who will rise in the wOrld-'a bus tier from Hustletown,' as dear papa says. So we must part"
 Pansy-Miss Perkins" said Reginald in those deep, thrilling tones of his, "I cannOt-indeed I cannot let you gO, Stay one mOment--only one mOmentr'
 How that rich voice rang in her ears! Despite herself it moved her strangely. '.Very well, she said, "I will stay
 Darting hastily to the hatrack in the front hall Reginald fdmbled for a mo- ment in the upper left hand pocket of his overcOat and drew therefrom a piece of white paper. Returning to the par Tor he knelt beside the fauteml on which Pansy had thrown herself m an agony of grief, and kissed away the bitter tears of pain and sorrow that were yelling up in- to the beautiful brown eyes.
 See, my darling, he exclaimed eager ly, placing the paper before her. Look at this, my precious One.'
 Pansy opened her eyes and cazed lan- guidly at the paper. What is if, ToOt- sie| she murmured.
 Drawing himself mp proudly, and holding in one hand the paper and in the other his pancake hat, Reginald Green said in proud tones:
 1t Is a notice of my promotion to.the ribbon counter. Hereafter my salary will be SIP per week. Pansy, my pre- ciOus one, we are saved"
 The girl looked at him lovingly. "IOu bet we are" she said, and her arms were clasped about his thirteen-inch neck From " \ raise and Its Result by Mur- at Halstead in Chicago Tribune