Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1885-09-24

the 6ne, arts. Rosamond thought
that the remains Of yesterdays Irish
stew, weak tea and sour bakers bread
had never seemed less sppetizing than
tonight. Mr.. yillsrs. one OF those
prete ntious artists who fancy that be-
Icausetneir pictures do not sell the whole
world must be in league against them,
sat modify beside the lamp, has feet
stretched out, 10 the exclusion of every
one else, his hands deep IN his pockets.
Mrs 'Villsrs, limp female, who went
through the world with a. chronic
whine and perpetual face-ache. in
volving flannel bandage at most
seasons of the year, was sighing over
the pickle-jar, as one by one she spear
ed its contents with fork,
aid a'most as soon die as to live on
this way" sighed Mrs. .Villars. eSii
down to your dinner, Rosamond-such
as it is. I'd have liked to set good
Joint of meat before you. but the but
cher says, up and down, as plain as a
Ipike-staff, that until that back bills
settled he'll trust no farther .r
With an apprehensive glance toward
the unappreciated devotee of art,
Rosamond sat down and tried to sip a
little of the cold, smoky tea. But
every mouthful seemed to choke her.
"Oh, mother" said she, ~ cant eatl
Do, mother, help mel Advise me a
little. Remember, you yourself we're
young once-perhaps had two lovers,
like mel
my dear" coaxed Mrs Villars,
"I'm sure your duty's plain enough.
About your inclinations I don't pre-,
tend to say" r..t
"And my duty?" u
"Is to obey your parents and marry
Corenzo Richardson"
'Then l will mamma" said Rosa
mond, convulsively swallowing great
lump in her throat. "I'll marry Mr..
Richardson. You can tell him so
tomorrow when he comes"
That's my own dutiful grill" cried
Mr.. Wizards, shifting his knee and
half turning round Il thought you'd
come to your senses after while.
Cheer up, old lady" to his wife,
there's bright days ahead for Us yet,
and all owing to our little Rosamond. -
But at dawn, while the faint star
light and the pink flush of coming
sunrise struggled together, Rosamond
Wizards came to her mothers bedside,
pale as ghost. 12r>s'ff' ir'a.s
"Mother. | can't do it'll" cried she.
"No; 1,laa lsr e.ra .a
can't marry that old man, when
all my heart Is given to Cecil Piretl''5
Old Alexander Piret met the girl at
the door with troubled, inqulring
countenance, but Rosamond ran sob
bing into his arms, ia .ii.- ssd,5
''lf it was the king, with palace
full of diamonds, | couldn't give up
Cecil for HIM. Papa Piret, I'll marry
Cecil if have to scrub floors for
living!" breathlessly uttered she.
$50, SO, my little girl. Bien, i, is
well. And now for the news I kept
back yesterday" said the old French
man. Cecil has made his fortune.
He is even now on his way back to
the United States. | don't know
much about the affairs Of those gold
mining places, but it seems Cecil was
wonderfully lucky in his choice Of
land. And when he comes back, my
Rose-of the world, he will make you a
richer woman than half dozen Of
Wonder bald-pated old Richardson's
Courage, my love! The king and the
palace of diamonds are nigh at handl"
""Oh, Mr.. Piretl'' gasped Rosamond,
"is it really true?"
"As the blessed gospel, my daught-
er."
sBut why didn't you tell me yester-
day?' q o 3,f
Because. Rosamond, saw that
yesterday. your whole nature trembled
in the balance. If you had elected to
marry the old suitor your parents
favored, l should have no pity in my
heart. But, God be thanked, you are
true to your own loyal heart. And
my Cecil would have been rich man
this day if he never had seen the
golden shores of Australia"
And when Rosamond Vilars was
the wife of millionaire her father
and mother were forced to own that
her own instinct had led her Alright.
And Papa Piret, released from the
daily drudgery of music lessons, was,
l,erhaps, next TO the groom, the hap
piest man in all the wide world.
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