The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1884-01-05

God has kept you free to save your oil
father from ruin. What anawer am I t
return to Mr.. Ambrose -
"My heart was broken long ago." Mar,
answered, looking into her father face. -
will marry this man for your sake, but ht
must not expect affection, for have mont
to give. Tell him this that be may not b.
deceived" =, &, u Y. ,5}i "A ,5ital
II will bring him tomorrow evening
for he isanxious that the interview shal
be over" 3si ,s.5i!s
MIR. Meredith was relieved, the fear o.
disgrace was removed from him, and he
rejoiced In the prospects, Of prosperous
marriage for his daughter. f1f 1t
On tho following evening Mary again sal
by the drawlpg.room fire. She was alont
now and calm, and her face was as pale o.
Paran marble. The outer door opened
and she heard tho sound Of heavy foot
steps in tho hall. Once more the image o.
Felix arose before her; a cold shiver passed
over her and unbidden tears trembled In
her eyes, but by grca. effort she subdued
her sgitation before her father and the man
about to buy her with his gold entered the
drawingroom. Mary arose and extended
her hand; It Was cold as Ice, but did mol
tremble. She glanced at Mr.. Ambrose and
saw man OF medium height with brilliant
dark eyes; neatly trimmed beard conceal
cd the lower part Of bis yisage. lie greet.
ed her politely and took aeeat., A short
time was spent In conversation, but gradu.
ally silence fell upon them which was
becoming oppressive when the visitor broke
the spell.
miss Meredith" be said In q soft, low
tone, "you are oil course aware Of my visit
here7 Pardon me II l speak plainly"
Mary looked up but made no reply. Mr..
Ambrose's voice was so kind aud gentle
that she thought he deserved a vile who
could love him. az 5.at
"Your father has told me you have no
love TO give me, but that you will marry
me. !, too, once thought should never
love again, but the sight OF you has dis.
PEELED the allusion. Let me tell you my
story. Long years ago l loved q beautiful
young girl, and she returned my affection.
Twas young then, and did not dream that
fate could crush out my souls dearest hope.
That fair girl was my oil, my very life, and
I had not thought OF the future separated
from her. Her father was wealthy
merchant and I was bis poor clerk.
When ! told him that / loved
his daughter he bitterly spurned me
from his door and ordered ms never 10
enter 1t again. Oh, who beside myself can
ever know the utter midnight OF my
blasted hopes! Crushed and broken I fad
in my despair. Ia the whirl and excite
ment Of business strove to forget my sof.
rows. Fortune singled mo out as her es.
pecial favorite. My widest speculations
we're successful and money accumulated as
II by magic. Thus eleven years passed. l
returned to the scene OF my unhappiness
and saw you. Need I say that all the old
love aurSed up in my heart again =? Once
more l asked the old merchant for his
daughter" The speakers lips trembled;
he extended his arms as he continued
"and he consents at last. Oh, Mary will
you now be mine ?" ,-l5-,t5
Mary cast herself into her suitor's out.
stretched arms. After all thess years OF
misery Felix was restored to her!
"Felix TrafTord p. gasped the old man
as he started to his feet. "Felix TraHord,
my old clerk"
l"Yes, sir; the same. Do you retract
your promise ?"
mo, Felix, no. Take my Mary and for.
give her father"
The happy suitor led Mary away to a
seat and sat beside her with his arm still
eIncirclinng her, as il he feared he might lose
her again. -
"Lst U.S." he said, "iorget all the past but
it's joys and look 10 the future for what true
love can give us. am now content, and
you, my Mary, are you happy in the res
lorstion Of your lover?" q.
"AhW she replied in voice full OF deep
emotion, "happiness is too poor word to
express my grea. joy!"