Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1884-10-26
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The Ninetee,h Century Girl Who Wa. Up
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The Nineteeth Century Girl Who. Was Up
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u forgive you Hetty,"".
Thomas Tutnstile turned away with a
heart whose load Of sorrow was almost tso
great to be borne and walked slowly down
the shady lane which led to his mother
humble cottage at the foot of Huckleberry
Hill. Young, hopeful, and with spirits as
buoyant as health and a clear conscience
could make them, he had fallen in one in
slant from the sun-kissed heights of con-
tentment and happiness to the black depths
Of desolation aud despair. And why? Be-
cause girl-a naughty beauty whose
father S wealth had placed her far above
Thomas Turnstle in the social scale-had
after hiring him on and on with all the arts
which women know so well and practice so
skilfu.lv, haughtily refused the love that he
offered her-ihe love of true. honest heart
"a love Of which any woman, no matter
how exalted her station might we'll have
been proud
And she had told him plainly that she
had been toying with his heaIt-told him
this in the same low dulcgt tones that had
so often witched him in the days gone by
when they had wandered together through
NOISY glade and Bosky dell, through the
silent woods in which the rustling of the
zephyr-kiSsed leaves was the only sound
that came to them. She had said the
cruel words that severed'their lives forever
softly enough but on the beautiful face that
had for years haunted his memory and
been the beacon-star of his endeavor, there
was cold, naughty, rough-on-rats expires
sion, that told him only too truly that each
syllable was uttered in earnest and that to
hope for revocation Of the sentence this
girl had pronounced was indeed foolish.
And yet, despite this fact he loved her with
mad. consuming, ehloride-of-lime-on.an-
old-shist passion that was scorching his very
soul every beat of his great, manly heart
seeming only the knell of life that Mas soon
TO he qutnched forever.
One year has passed. On all sides one
hears talk ofthe wonderful success teat has
crowned the efforts of Thomas Tun,tile as
speculatar. His daring operation Of buy
ing all the poker decks in Chicago just
previous to the assembling of. democratic
conveatisn had made him millionaire and
TO none was this news OF more interest than
Hetty Hsllowheart, the proud beauty of
Horse-Eiy Villa. Judge of her surprise
when one day there came note from
Thomas Turnstilc asking permission to call
on her. II was at once given and the even
ing Of The following lay appointed for the
interview. At eight o'clock carriage
rolled up to the door and thomas Turn
Stile vas uShcled iato the parlor, where
Hetty waited TO receive him. IN the soft
mellow light OF the Superintendent gas she
looked more radianily beautiful than ever
md there was astremuIorS tinge Of admrs-
ron in the Young man tones as he spoke
TO her
A year ago. he said Il offered yoa my
hand in marriage and YOU refused it De
cause Of ms poverty. ON now rich and
repeat that oCkr. DO yot. accept IT,
Il de- she answered.
"Ha! false woman" he cries, at Last M
revenge i accomplished Know then. thai
| do Lot love YOU. and that my only object
in coming here tonight was to humiliatc
YOU" and with hollow mocking Tough he
turned togo
Stop says The girl in an inperious
manner, and as she speaks Thomas Turn
sci sees two men, one lawyer and the
other Stenographer, come from behind a
japanese screen which stands near an
I:truscan cuspiaor. Hetty's face lights up
with a weird, baleful smile.
What does this mean he asks. 'Why
have my words been taken down
1T means she answered, that | am
loaded for bear.