Morris tribune., 1883-01-27
Where There's IL viii There's a
vVay.


Where There's u viii There's a
Way.
Thomas Binghamtoii loved the fair
Lucinda, only daughter of Jonathan
Smalls, the opulent junk dealer, with a
love pure as the water with which his
father diluted the milk that he sold to
his customers, and as undyng as Il @
favorite yarn of a professional story-tel-
Ter: and Lucinda returned his affection
with all the warmth OF a young heart
seethed in it's primal baptism of love.
Oftentimes had Thomas, when alone
with his inamorata. the gas turned down
to hide her bushes, confdeEtially in
formed Lucinda that she was the iairest,
the most beautiful, the most amiable,
the divinest of her divine sex, and
Lucinda knowing that Thomas was the
very personification of truth, had be-
lieved every word he uttered, although
at first the tiattering news had fallen
strangely On her ears.
And Lucinda had called Tom by all
the endeariiig titles to be found in an
unabridged dictionary, and II any more
beside. At one time he was her deary,
at another her darling, and yet again
her ducky, and upon several occasions
she had gone SC far az to call him ''Tom"
plain, simple ''Tom'-so homely and
unaffected, and yet so strangely sweet
coming from the lips he loved, that
these occasions were the bright particu-
lar CLEANS of his day star and the sum-
nit of his bliss.
The day had been set, and ere anoth-
er moon should wax and wane, these
two hearts would be welded together
in the golden bonds Of %edlock.
How serariic is idyc's v"H"" '.rea:',,
the dream of two affianced souls!
Thomas never tired oftelling his dear Luz
cinda of the brave plans he had laid to
make her the happiest little wife In Bean
vile. He had already engaged a room
in an aristocratic quarter, in close proxi-
nifty to the roof, whence, as he was fond
of reminding her, she would have the
grandest of views, including ten church
steeples, the roofs of all the houses with
in rad us Of twenty feet, and chimneys
where he could purchase secondhand
on the installment plan, and her boudoi1
his ihother persisted lii calling it 9
garret-should be furnished with an opu
lent splendor fit for the lovliest queen
of Oriental romance. "And |, Lucia
dearest,n he would add as clincher, 81
Lucia, will for ever be your faithful and
devoted slave"
Then would he seize her in his ner-
vous grasp and embrace her till her cor
sct.steels, "cant-break 'em" though
they were, were rent assunder.
And it was her wont, when she had
recovered her breath, to say sWeetly,
her eyes cast down in maiden modesty
90 Tom, you darling! What care / for
palace, meaning the attic,l for luxu-
rious furnishings, or even for house
roofs or chimney pots, SO long as have
thee, my ownty-donty"
And thus flowed on their happy lives
in one broad, gladstone stream.
But, alas! true love never runs smooth
and why should theirs he the exception
to prove the ruler
1t was not to be
On the evening when our story opens,
Lucinda's excited air, her flushed cheeks
and shimmering eyes betokened I'M
wonted emotion. What was it that was
burning at her hearts core, like funer-
al pyEe? What could it be but a secret?
Yes, she had secret, and nobody
near to share 1t.
Presently the door bell rang. 1t was
Tnomas's ring; she knew it instinctively.
She also knew it from the fact that she
peering through the blinds as the mo-
ment and saw Thomas as he mounted
the front steps, thirteen at time;
In another moment they were locked
in each others arms. and only they two
knew the combination.
4nIy n fol
they were in the big armchair; and Lu-
cinda had said -.
20 Tom, I've got secret. I've sworn
not to divulge it even to you"
And then she told it to him.
Pa had intended it as a surprise to
Thomas on his wedding day, but there
could certainly be no harm in letting
him know it now. 1t would kill her to
keep it, and then, pray, what would be-
come of poor Tom?
At this horrid suggestion, Tom plugged
her with a frenzy that welnigh threat
ened to kill her in earnest.
But the secret?
Pa had made his will and had left his
entire property, old junk and all, to
Lucinda and Thomas, share and share
alike!
But instead of the Joy that Lucinda
had expected to see in the face of her
lover, Thomas turned deathly pale.
He disengaged himself from the fond
embrace of his dear one, and rising
hastily, and reaching for his hat, he muir
INJURED in sepulchral cadences-
at must not be-"
ooh, do not speak thus!" exclaimed
the alarmed Lucinda. Pray, Tom,
darling, what is the matter? You are
not we'll Let me run for the catnlp!.
may" said Thomas sternly, grasping
Lucinda by the arm; may, i: is not that
Catnip cannot reach my case.
Then. giving her q searching glance,
he shouted ;,
Lucinda, FAREWELL love you too well
to make your life forever miserable l
had thought that our lives might flow on
together forever, and that no clouds
should darken the heaven OF our com
mon bliss. But fate has determined 1t
otherwise. Know you not that this Is
the golden chalice that has poisoned our
hopes and killed our happiness? A Will
is but another name for law suit. and
under the baneful influence of this lega-
CIV yanishes forever boudoir, second
hand furniture, roofs, chimney pots and
thee! I am accursed! FAREWELL"
Aud he crowded his hat on to his
throbbing temples and rushed out In
to the silent night.
And Lucinda fell in swoon.,
Thus vanished the golden dream OF
these two fond lovers.
When Lucinda's father heard OF the
sad ending of his daughters courtship,
he muttered, II only wanted to hasten
matters, to clinch things, as it were. VI
course I knew she would tell him. l
guess my fortune would not have
troubled them much. Next time I'll be
more careful"
Kandiyohi county by small majroity