Smyrna times., 1883-11-14
Like Man, Like Husband.

Like Man, Like Husband.
MIR; Marcus Wilkinson sat alone in
ms once with dainty little perfumed
note between his fingers and a puzzled
1rown upon his brow. The note direct
brief: "'''
DEAR GuARDIAN:-I will be at the office at 10 in
,ollIhg 10 consult you upon u matter of i'm
MILE
"A matter of Importance" muttered
MI; Wilkinson, twisting the note nerv-
ously. Can my fears be trueP Has
Cyril Ormsby proposed to NV nearIS
am afraid he has! And what can 7
say what can | urge against the
man, if Miles own distiHcts bovo
played her false? Ten O'Clock y
The last silvery stroke of the mantel
CLOCK nad not died away when the
uoor OF the office WAS opened by a
clerh' ana Mile Bentley entered the
Just few words to describe the
ward OF whom Marcus Wilkinson
always thought as pearl, a lily, everv-
tnlng pure and fair. She was of me-
dlum height, slender and graceful. with
thoughtful face of exquisite beauty.
= very young, only eighteen, Mile
bentley had borne early the sorrows of
NE; Her father, having been wealthy.
had Jailed in business and committed
suicide. Her mother, delicate and
helpless, had fought poverty feebly for
TWO years, and sinking under privation
and toll, had contracted a fatal disease
When all hope of life was over. news
came that Miles uncle, diving abroad
had LETT Il large fortune to his only sis
Ter a VIII was made by the diving
woman, leaving her own too lately won
independence to Millie, and appoint
ing their old friend. Marcus Wilkinson
guardian to the heiress.
0orroWlng, and wOmanly beyond her
years, Mile had turned from her own
gHe1 to noble endeavor to sOlace
some OF the trials of those with whom
nef OWE poverty had made her famil-
lar A cousin had come at Mr.. Wiki
lhson request to make a home for his
ward, and she resumed MANY LONG in
terrupted studies. But a large norton
OF her time was spent in the humble
homes of those who had been bar
mothers friends in the DAVIS of widow.
hood, and her gentle charities soon aw-
tended far beyond this small circle.
one had been an orphan two years
on on. the day when she came to seek Mr..
Wilkinson, as already described. and |
the sorrows of her life had lost some of
their bitter sting, leaving only a gentle
sadness behind ''i0
wei, Millie," the old gentleman
SAID, what brings me the pleasure of
seeing you to-day?"
" 1t Is about myself" Mile said. the
sottest rose tints flushing her cheeks.
Dear me! didn't know YOU ever
took such an insignificant person into
consideration at allr'
Now, uncle Marc, please don't
She wants something enormous. y
said the old gentleman, mentally adj
dressing the walls. "Whenever am
uncle Marc | know what to expect
next" " APe0U
But just then the kindly man detect
ed signs of trouble in Miles face and
the testing voice was turned at once tn
one of tender gravity.
What is it, my child?"
cyril Ormsby came to see me last
evening, and he will come here TO-DAY.
But L wanted to see you first. He
wants me to be his wife. Uncle marc
and she hesitated here-"you do
not like him." w
Who told you that?"
No one; but l see for myselfn
Well, you are right. do not like
MN; but my like or dislike has no con-
troll over you"
No control" Miles voice was
piteous. please don't talk so.
come to you as would have come to
my father" "
There, dear, was wrong. Tell
me, then, as you would your father
do you love Mr.. Ormsby pr ,
L think he's the noblest man 7 ever
KneW' Ii you could see him with some
OF my poor people, how gentle and
courteous he is, you would like him. too. {
lie mas given me so much sympathy in ,
my work, uncle Marc, feeling, as / do |
mat the possession of great wealth is
but Stewardship" G
And so won your love!' t
My respect and admiration. uncle q
cannot yet realize that a man so
noble and so good can really desire nav G
Gompanlonship and help in his life. 9
But, since he does, am glad and proud s
10 nave won his confidence" Y
Hem-yes! Enthusiastic, but heart a
whole." was Mr.. Wilkinson's mental h
comment. Suppose you and 1 90 for
a walk?" he added aloud. ~ Y
"A walk?" Mile said in a tone of q
VI =
j., Yes, have friend or two should o
IKE to have you see. When we come y
PACK l will tell you why 1 dislike Cyril r
Ormsby, if, he added mentally, "you il
aave not already found out" n
1t was not exactly such a walk az is
Cne would have mapped out for a GEN II
.leman's invitation to a young, beauti- fl
ul girl, but Mile followed its course D
Gaming upon her guardians arm. won. +;
iering little, but never hesitating k
past the respectable portion of the citv p
o quarter known as the "Factorv "
Row." place where Mr.. Wilkinson n
lad never before allowed his ward to o
20, Tor there were apt to be fevers and
contagious diseases lurking there. It a
ay low and was unhealthy, and the I'll
houses were OF the meanest description. lC
For noble philanthropist, partly 81
'wnlng these factories and this quarter. o
tr. Ormsby seems neglectful," said m
Mr.. Wilkinson, dryly. II have an in
crest In the factories, as you are aware, g
tut do not own one of those wretcbed b
louses: They are all Cyril Ormsby's." Ii
But" Millie said, eagerly, "these m
,eople will not let him benefit them 81
They use his charity for drink; thew G
.buse any privilege he gives them, tiff
le is discouraged in his efforts to do n,
hem any good" ell
"Oh, step in here" m
lt was poor place, scantily furnish 81
ID, and cherries. Upon a cot bed a
woman lay in the last stage of con- b!
umption: She looked up eagerly to b.
dr. Wilkinson. OF
.! hope you are BETTER" he said, pr
indy. Sc
mo; shall never be better. If
nay only die in peace; it is all ask" eG
Mr.. Ormsby will not disturb YOU OF
IowP"
Jennie has gone to him. Yester-