The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1882-05-24
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[Chicago Tribune.l

81 hardly know what to think, Reginald,
replied the girl, her eyes Illuminated with
the radiant light Of love as she TUNED ID re-
spouse 10 r. giuald Simpsons question, ann
locked at him with The tender, beautiful
calf Ike look of a first and only love. Il
only know that whatever my father may say,
whatever he may do, my love for you Will
never falter or tail my trust IN the nobility
of your nature will be as steadtast as the
mighty rock of G braltar that hlngs back III
scorn from its stone, bu'1reased base Inc
mighty pillows that are ever brt aklng against
its sides in their mad, impotent fury"
When Myrtle got well under way she was
q pretty fair talker. She was y fair, slender
gill. with the lustrous brown eyes that one
sees so often in Brahma hens, and o com
~plextion that never cost less than one dollar a
box. AS she stood in the parlor OF her
fathers ~palalial residence this baliny June
evening, her hand placed lovingly ard trust
ipgly in that of Reginald, while her ia ;e al
most touched bis as they spoke the words
above Quoted, the picture was indeed q pretty
one.
ssYou are sure that he has heard all, asked
Reginald, in solemn pleading tones.
sDsad certain" replied the girl. You
can bet on that, darling"
At this moment tue sounds OF footsteps
were heard. Myrtle ran to the window and
peered anxiously out.
"Hei is coming" she said in frightened
tones, "and you must confess all and trust t.
his mercy"
II guess you are right, SIS" replied Re
ginald.
In a moment George W. Hathaway, the
merchant prince, entered the room. Kegi-
nald at once went up to him.
"Mr. Hathaway he said, Il have come
here tonight TO tel! you frankly that las,
Sunday morning | went out to the race track.
You know that Myrtle ami | both love each
other with a detlhlt 50, Dearborn Avenue
love that will grow stronger from opposition.
and we have p.ighted our troth. ! do not
seek to defend my conduct of last Sunday.
know it is wrong TO visit a race track at
all, and especially On Sunday. But it seemed
to me more manly, more noble, to tell you
the exact truth"
$50 you were out to the track Sunday"
said the old man. his face assuming a sad,
panied expression.
Yes, SIR
"Ah that was indeed wrong. But step
with me into my library. This is a serious
matter, involving, perhaps. The future hap.
piness Of my only child'-and as he spoke
the merchant wiped away q pt arly tear tina,
hung trembling on thelower lid of his off
eye,
me ttwo men stepped into Inc library, Mr.,
Hathaway closing the door. Reginald tell
that the worst would soon come. Seating
himself in an easy chair Mr.. Hathaway look
ed earnestly Reginald for o moment, hen be
spoke up suddenly:
Did you see a little bay mare, with a sort
of spike tail. and her near front foot white,
being exercised out their Sunday morning.
"Yes, sir" replied Reginald.
sHow fast did she go r
s.She trotted a mile in 2:231 the last
quarter in IS seconds" was the reply.
A peaceful, happy smile stole over the old
mans face. Reginald, my boy" he said 10
low earnest tones, 'that little bay mare be-
longs to me. My position as deacon will not
allow me to publicly acknowledge the owner
ship of the animal, but yon 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. Do you understand that my boy ?"
Yes, / catch on" said Reginald. u
knew YOU owned the mare, but 9 Chicognau
i TOO noble to give away his prospective
father.in-law," and, stepping to the side
board, Reginald courteously poured out
drink of sour mash before ne helped him
self.
The old man did not fail to notice this &C
ton. This boy has the true Saxon spirit,
he murmured, " and he shall marry Myrtl
when the leaves begin to turn shall nee
him during the trotting season"
Effect of Signing sne Chinese Blla.