Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1883-12-06

She married her Monte Cristo
In the most romantic way
- Ann they rudely joggle each other
Along hfe's hard highway
Nor think 4 the love and beauty
Their fancies once made 30 fair
Ere romance was household duty
And pleasure was earthly care
like MAN, LIKE HUSBAND,
Mr.. Marcus Wilkinson sat alone in
his office, with dainty little perfumed
note between his fingers and q puzzled
frown upon his brow. The note. di-
rected in a graceful feminine hand. was
brief:
DEAR GUARDIAN: 1 will be at the Office ut
ten in the morning, to consult you upon mat
ter of Importance. MrL1IE.
ga matter of Importance" muttered
!. Mr.. Wilkinson, twisting the note nery-
ously. Y" Gan my fears be true? Has
cyril ormsby proposed to nv ~ % pearl 3af ? 7
am afraid he has. And what can say
What can l urge against the man, if
Miles own instincts have played her
false Ten O'Clock ?"
The last silvery stroke of The mantel
clock had not died away when the door
Of the Office was opened by clerk, and
Millie Bentley entered the room.
Just few words to describe the ward
of whom Marcus Wilkinson always
thought as pearl. lily, everything
pure and fair. She was of medium
height, slender and graceful, with
thoughtful face Of exquisite beauty.
Very young, only eighteen, Millie
Bentley had borne early the sorrows of
life. Her father, having been wealthy,
had failed in business, and committed
suicide. Her mother, delicate and help.
less, had fought poverty feebly for two
years, and sinking under privation and
toll had contracted fatal disease,
When all hope OF life was over, news
came that Miles uncle, dying abroad,
had'left q large fortune to his only sis.
ter. A will was made by the dying wo-
man, leaving her own too lately won in
dependence to Millie, appointing their
old friend, Marcus Wilkinson, guardian
to the heiress.
Sorrowing and womanly beyond her
years, Millie had turned from her own
grief to solace some Of the trials of those
with VIII nm her own poverty had made
her familiar.
A cousin had come at Mr.. Wilkinson's
request to make home for his ward.
and she resumed many long interrupted
studies. But large portion of her time
was spent in the humble homes of those
who had been her mothers friends in
the dark days of her widowhood; and
her gentle charities soon extended far
beyond the small circle.
She had been an orphan for two years
on the day when she came to seek Mr..
Wilkinson, sas already described, and
the sorrows of her life had lost some of
their bitter sting, leaving only gentle
sadness behind.
"Well, Mollie," the old gentleman
{ said, '';what brings to me the pleasure
Of seeing you to-day? 2"
1t is about myself" Mile said, the
softest rose tints flushing in her cheeks.
.sDear me! I don't know how you ever
took such an insignificant person into
consideration at all"
CHOW, Uncle Marc, please don't tease
me.1
"She wants something enormous"
ssid the old gentleman, mentally I'D
dressing the walls. Whenever I am
Uncle Marc, L know what to expect
next"
J, .ss.But Just then the kindly man de-
tected signs of trouble in Miles face;
and the jesting voice was turned to one
of tender gravity.
"What is it, my child?"
'sCyril Ormsby came to me last even
ing, and he will come here to-day; but
wanted to see you first. He wants me to
be his wife, Uncle Marc, and she
hesited-" you do not like him ?"
"Who told you that 2"
Noone; | see it myself"
yr9ts Well you are right. I do not like
him. But my like or dislike has no con-
troll over you"
No control!" Minnie's voice was pit
eous. "Please don't talk that way. 1
come to You just as would have gone
to my father"
"nrhere, dear, I was wrong. Tell me,
then, as you would your own father, do
! you love Mr.. Ormsby?' 4,
knew. If you see him with my poor
people. how gentle and courteous he is,
you would like him too. 1ie has given
me 30 much sympathy in my work,
Uncle Marc, feeling as I do that thepos-
bCb6AOn "a 6kCuU Wchltu 10 UuG IL 6GSWaCu.
ship"
And SO won your love ?''
My respect and admiration, uncle, I
cannot yet realize that man so noble
and 30 good can really desire my COM
panionship and help in his life. But,
since he does, I am glad and proud
to have won his confidence"
Hem-yes! Enthusiastic, but heart
whoie!' was Mr.. Wllkinson's mental
comment. :" Suppose you and I go for
q awalk 2" he added, aloud.
surprise.
"iYee, i have a friend or two I should
iiAe 70 nave you see. When we come
Dack VIII tell you why 1 dislike Cyril
S pSrmsDy, ne added mentally, "you
1t was not exactly such a wa,k ca ona
would have mapped out for gentle.
MANS invitation to a younr haen.;s,s
girl; but Millie followed Of ""nrsa
leaning upon the arm of her ouard;a,,'
wondering little, but never hesitntiner'
past the respectable portion Of the c;ts5,'
to quarter known as the "Factny,,
bow, place where Mr.. Wilkinson ha3
never allowed his ward to 20; for thara
were apt to be fevers and contas-iens a
diseases lurking there. It lay low md ID.
was unhealthy, and the houses were of
the meanest description.
For noble philanthropist, partly
! owning these factories and this quarter.
MI. Ormsby seems neglectful, - said Mr..
Ormsby seems neglectful,' y said Mr..
williamson, dryly. 81 have an interest
in the factories, as you are aware, but