The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1883-01-17
ManwelI's trunk was awaiting


chance, for she had been very busy
.crutinizing the trunks that lay to-
gether IN pile -and when she saw
the initials she started and turned
pale.
She recovered herself, and with
drew with her companions a little
way. and then stood still and watch
ed. Soon Manwell came out with
Ned upon the piazza. He CHANGED
to turn his eyes toward her and their
eyes met-met for the first time
since she had left him while he was
at work upon the lock. She bowed.
He approached her and gave her
good-by.
What the conversation was that
ensued between the two when they
were left alone, by means of Ned's
ingenuity in spiriting away the rest
of the company, is unknown save
the following:
But l am locksmith," said
MAXWELL.
M matter"
"Are you willing to live the life of
one who, with his hands, earns his
daily bread p
Il am willing TO undergo anything
to be- with you. | have suffered
enough. During these last few days
| have learned what it is to despair
of being mated to one | 1--we"
But your moth.r-your father ?"
"Unless am willing to leave
them for your sake | am not worthy
Of you"
"But the loss of wealth, position.
of the Surroundings Of refinement p
DO not say anything more. l am
willing to leave all TOR your sake. l
am weary of being without you"
Would YOU be willing to become
my wife this day-this hour? Your
father and mother might put obsta-
cles in your way ?"
Il am willing this hour-this
minute. They still think You are
wealthy-as did"
'CunIe. then, We will go on our
way with Ned, and become. before
the the world. shat we now are in
spirit--husband and wife; aud then,
at once, we viii take the cars for the
home have forvou--a home which,
though lowly, you will make hap
py."
Whittier yop go | will CO."
Thev were married ina quiet way
in the little watering place chapel.
with t, wicked Ned conniving at
the mischief.
The next train sped them to the
citv.
Il will show you the shop where
| work." said MAXWELL when the
carriage which they took at the de
pot had drawn up before one
of a long line If hrownstone houser,
in splendid part Of the city.
"What do you mean ?" she de-
manded. as she accompanied htr
husband up the broad steps at the
door.
| Mean" he replied, shat this is
the home, and this is the work
shop"
He led her in, and among other
rooms to which he conducted his
wife was one fitted up as a work
shop. where he said he was sccus-
toned to indulge his love for me-
chaAical work, after having, he as
sured her, regularly served his time
at learning trade.
Mrs. Maxwell stood and looked at
him intently.
Is this your house ?"
Yes"
/ And you are not poor, but very
rich ?"
You speak the truth, Mrs. Man
we'll"
And why did you play the jest
upon me p
''To see whether you really loved
me for my own sake"
"Ah. pretty, indeed And suppose
you do not love me?"
But | do"
"Humph r
So there was a little family quar-
rel on u spot
Now invite your father and
mother to come aid see u.s." said
Maxwell, after the clouds had some
what cleared sway.
Il will" she replied; 81 will But
first you must 90 with ME 10 see
them. and pacify them in view Of
what We have DONE"
Very we'll"
In a few days they started out in
the carriage on their errand. Mrs.
Maxwell gave the directions 10 the
driver, aid her husband could not
hel expressing his wonder at the
increasing squalor Of the Dtighhor-
b"d through which they rode. The
carriage drew up before a miserable
locking tenement house and stop
ped.
Where the deuce are you taking
mt p asked Maxwell, looking sharp
/, at his wife.
Come and see" she replied, as
she proceeded to step from the car
riage.
"Htre. wait" he exclaimed, after
his first lesitancy, 'let me get out
first aud help you out. What does
this mean 2"
Follow me-"
She led him up stairs, up, up,
through thrones and dirt, and smells |
to the fourth story.
Here she opened the door with
out knocking, and the two entered.
The woman was dressed neatly, and |
SO were the children; but they were
dressed very poorly, in keeping with |
the place.
The man was clad more carelessly |
and even more poorly. On bis head |
he kept his hat, which ceartinly was |
fully half dozen vears old.
My husband, Mr.. Maxwell my |
father and mother, brothers and SIS
ters," said Mrs. MAXWELL, introduc-
ing all parties.
MAXWELL stood and stared without
speaking.
Ask their pardon, George" said