The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-03-31
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Joirn IN the great city-and Bessie her
self, shocked at the total indifference q
Aunt Munger and the girls, made hin
a bowl of cruel and took it upstairs.
You are very kind said the nal,
lad, booking Mt her with eyes wbicl
were like sunken caverns of fire. don
know what right | have to Your minis
| trations'
just this, ;" said Bessie cheerily: q
heard You say once that all your friends
4 were ap in Maine-and, of course
some one must take care of yon-''
Every one doesn't argue after The
| same fashion, said Wyatt bitterly
/ '.And besides, pursued Bessie, cat
home, at Bluebell Farm. we girls have
a little society which we call Sisters OF
| the Suffering. And we go around to
all who are i'll all. mean, she added
with aiua.l, who canh@: afford
| don't have friends and nurses of their
own. So, you see, am not inexperi-
enced in this business
! sisters of the Suffering, = repeate.
| Wyatt slowly. s.1,ns. ii is a sweet nam,
"a name that sounds gratefully Oh
ones ear. Miss Bessie. ii my mothe
were living if she could be here
think she would thank you as don't
| know now to do.
''Oh, said Bessie brightly. lit is early
| for thanks vet, Wait little
Down into the alley of the Shadow
| poor Laurence Wyatt close. close
to the black waves where life and love
drift forth SO often to return never
| more.
But he recovered ut last, and DR.
| Steuben said that it was, under Provi-
Il a
| nursing and ceaseless care.
And he went away to his distant home
for rest and change; aud Mrs Munger
drew a long sigh and remarked: ITO be
sure, what a relief it was. -
Bessie dear" she said to her niece
with sudden access of tenderness, ''you
! We're speaking of ten-dollar bill your
mother sent You to spend. I've a
chance to get great bargain in a con-
| sole mirror for the best drawing-room, if
| could scrape u little money together.
Suppose you lend it to me for a few
| weeks only"
Bessie colored; her eyelids dropped
''Oh, Aunt Munger. l cannot, she
said. ''I-gaye it 10 Laurence Wyatt.
He could not pay up his board-bill with
out it, and"
Gave it to Laurence Wyatt. indeedi"
shrilly exclaimed the boarding house
keeper.
''And he took it from you?'
-'He borrowed it, Aunt Munger -
You'll never see it again, said Mrs
Munger angrily. Bessie, you are a
fool!''
And she fiounced ont of the room in q
passion. The next day she would not
speak to her niece; and Adeliza and
Medora went about. with faces of grim
disapproval
Ii Bessie must throw hermoney about
why couldn't she have thrown it in the
direction OF the family-coffers?
From that day everything seemed to
90 wrong in the Munger household. Bad
debts GREW worse. The STOUT couple
went to Europe-the editor married and
set up a hearthstone of his own.
One by one the desirable boarders
dropped away. while their places were
taken by SNOWY impostors, who depart
ed. leaving behind them trunks fuH
of stones carefully mnified i'm red tian-
mel
And Mrs Munger was 9loomily con-
templating sheriff 5 sale, when one day
a carriage rolled up to the door and out
stepped a gentleman in sable furs and
costly dress.
.
and Besse?" said he; Il am Laurence
Wyatt! And I've come to pay nv debts
Don't look at me so strangely. | am
not an apparition. Only my uncle from
Chicago has adopted me, and | am TO
enter the mining business with him. He
has settled liberal allowance upon me,
and | am rich man now"
Mrs Munger sighed sepulchrally.
.'You'y We no debts here, Mr.. Wyatt, ="
said she; ''it's all settled up to date
But if YOU know of any eligible parties
looking out for good board -'
Yes, of course | will recommend
them, said Laurence frankly; but
my aunt is out here in the carriage and
she wants to see the young lady who
saved my life-Bessie Barton.
So Bessie, blushing and frightened.
went out to see the grand lady i'll the
carriage, who slipped ii little diamond
on her finoer-a solitaire diamond
that shone and olittered like spark of
fire And Laurence Wyatt whispered To
her.
''Our engagementrino, BESSIE.
Adeiiza and Medori Munger were
highly scantlal;sed when they heard of
il. So Bessie. the sly little puss. had
been secretly engaged to that bookkeep-
mo Young man ever SINCE he went away,
looking more like haggard spectre
than ANYTHING else. How could she
know that inc would come back rich
mans heir? Wasn't it the most improy-
ident thing in nil the worid9
s'He told me had saved his life.
confessed Bessie, .'and he loved me and
declared that some day he would lax
that rescued life down at my feet. Anu
so he has.
That's. all silly sentimental non
SENSE said Indignant Medora, who was
loverless at eight-and-twenty.
1t did seem hard that the husband
hunting Misses Munger should he un-
M-os..l and unwon. while simple little
co,i..try-bled Bessie married the rich
IA n
lBnt then, while Laurence Wyatt lay
sick unto death in the little dreary hall
bedroom, the Misses Munger had not
troubled themselves whether he lived or
died
ssOnly a four-and- -half-dollar board
err they had scornfully remarked.
why don't ma insist on his going 10
the hospital?''
But Bessie had held up the silver torch
of Faith. Hope, Charity. And its white
fire had illumined her whole life with
brightness.
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