Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-10-25
A LAKESIDE MUSING.
The Nineteenth Century Girl Who Was
Up 70 Snuff

From the Chicago Tribune.
81 forgive you Hetty."
Thomas Turnstile turned away with heart
whose load of sorrow was almost too great to
be borne and walked slowly down the shady
lane which led to his mothers humble cottage
at the foot of Huckleberry HILL Young, hope
full, and with spirits as buoyant as health and
clear conscience could make them he had
fallen in one instant from the sun-kissed
heights Of cOntentment and happiness to the
black depths of desolation and despair. And
why? Because girl-a naughty beauty whose
fathers wealth had placed her far above Thomas
Turnstile in the social scale-had. after Turing
him on and on with all the arts which women
know so well and practice so skillfully, haught-
lily refused the love that he offered her-the
love of true, honest heart-a love of which
any woman. no matter how exalted her station,
might well have been proud
And she had told him plainly that she had
been toying with his heart-toid him this in the
same low dulcet tones that had 80 often witched
him in the days gone by when they had wan
dered together through messy 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 expression 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 were in
deed foolish. And yet, despite this fact he
loved her with mad consuming, chloride-of-
lime-on- an-old-shirt passion that was scorching
his very soul, every beat of his great, manly
soon to be q9enched forever
One year has passed. On all sides one hears
talk Of the wonderful success that has crowned
the efforts of Thomas Turnstlle as a Spectator.
His daring operations of buying all the poker
decks in Chicago just previous to the assembling
OF democratic convention had made him a
millionaire and to none was this news of more
interest than Hetty Hollowheart, the proud
beauty of iOrse-Fly Villa. Judge of her sur
prise when one day there came note from
Thomas Turnstile asking PERMISSION to call on
her. 1t was at once given and the evening Of
the following day appointed for the interview.
At O'Clock d carriage rolled up to the door and
Thomas Iurnstile was ushered into the rarlOr.
where Hettie waited to receive him. In the soft
mellow light of the Superintendent gas she
looked more radiantly beautiful than ever and
there was tremulOus tinge Of admiration in
the young mans tones as he spoke to her.
"a year ago." he said. 81 offered you my
hand in marriage and you refused it because OF
my poverty. am now'rich and repeat that Of
fer. Do you accept it3"
II do" she answered
"Ha false woman" he cries. sat last my
revenge is accomplished. Know, then, that
do not love you, and that my only object in
coming here tonight was to humiate you;'
and with hollow, hooking laugh he turns
to go.
''Stop!" SAYS the girl ir-an imperious manner
and az she speaks Thomas Turnstile sees two
men. ore lawyer aud the other stenOgrapher
come from behind Japanese screen which
stands near an Etruscan cuspad0r. Hetty's face
lights up with a weird, baleful smile
what does this mean!" he asks. ''Why have
my words been taken DOWN"
1T meaps," she answered, ''that am loaded
for bear"