The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-02-27


In low voice:
Morris. must tell you how sorry feel
for you and Uncle John"
Thank you" he said, gravely, covering
the little white haRd upon his arm with his
OWL; II will tell my uncle what you say"
TELL him." she said. earnestly, "that be
has no friend who loves him more truly than
do-no one who feels more deeply any mis-.
fortune that can happen to him"
Will carry sour message. And will you
wish me God speed, to-, Clarice2 I snail
sail for California in few days"
The large, brown eyes dilated while the
sweet face grew white as snow. The bloT
was too sudden. Without word or m1rmur
Ciarice fell forward, fainting. Morris caught
Der in his arms and carried her ID the
library. It was dark there, and no one saw
the hiss he pressed upon the pale lips before
he put Clarice gently upon the sofe aud left
her. He did not hnger again ia the hall.
Snatching his coat and hat hurriedly from
the rack, he strobe into the street and walked
rapidly homeIsrd.
Five years passed swiftly, and Meta Cress
we'll had altered little, when, FIVE years after
her parting interview with Morris Tucker,
she stood in the wide drawing room OF her
mothers house. waiting 10 greet a number
OF invited guests. Time had matured her
beauty, and taken nothing from her great
attractions. Clarice, shy as ever and pretty
as a violet, stood near her sister, while Mrs.
Oresswell. magnificent in velvet and dia.
monds, spoke burriedly:
Here IS strange news, Meta. Mr.. Jarvis
has asked permission to bring friend, and
who do you suppose il is2'
Il eau not guess, said Meta, lsnguidly;
some musical man, / suppose, as Mr.. Jarvis
is so devoted to EuterDe."
mo; it is Morris Tucker! Oh, Meta. am
so glad you have not positively accepted
yOnng Cookel'
81 thought you were very anxious 70 be
mother inlaw 10 his $500, 00O?'
"But not since | have heard Mr Jarvis
news. Ny love, John Tucker, hiss some land
claims California that Morris huoted uD
and 50 Tor more than double yOang Cookies
fortune. He has come home nov, aud is
settling bis unele's estate, being MS heir for
eYeryt aing."
III Gle John dead 2" cried Clarice
Eyes, more than q year ago. though Nor.
ris has just returned. The bell Someone is
comingl'
In The crowded drawing room. an hour
later, Morris Tucker bent gracefully over
Metals hand, and responded politely TO her
cordial greeting. He met ell her advances
with such evident pleasure in his welcome.
that her heart beat high with hope Life
bad been q struggle for = rich husband ever
since she had made her debut in society. and
now there was OEe paying her defersutial
attention upon whose heart she had at once
made deep impression. Would be forget
thst cruel parting iutsrview, and lay bis for
tune once more at her fset2
Mr.. Cooke, young man about half.wItted,
possessed of $500, GOO watched the brilliant
beauty who had smiled so swsetly upon him
all winter, with JsalOus eyes, after Morris en-
tered the room, but Meta forgot him IN her
newborn hone All the evening Norris hOv.
cred about Meta won Gering where Cerice
had hidden herself; bnl when the supper
raj thianeG the room, Meta missed her cav
ali t. 60 ..-
vision Of golden head and wkite Fl altering
dress; and Clarice bali hidden By dover
ing screen, saw him desert Meta TO come be-
sice her.
Longing to see him. in 81 agony of maid
emily shame at the secret she had revealed
when they parted she hid there 70 watch
Dim unseen. But Re came swiftly across the
flower. bOfdered path 10 her side AID taxing
her hand in bis said
"ClSrice have come al tue way from
California 10 try and win your love. Little
one, with all nv heart I love yOa. Ny sole
hope of happiness is the hope that you will
be my wife. Must | 90 back again desOl ate,
or will you bid me stay?'
She looked into the earnest face, the plead
ing eyes, and her heart grew faint with its
own happiness as she wbispered
Stay, for love You, Morris
Meta saw the sister she mad always de-
spised for her timidity, and the lover sne
drswing-roOm together, and her heart was
full OF jealous anger as she read their secret
in their happy faces.
She has been Mrs. Cooke for three years
miserable wife of a jealous nssr whose sole
aims in life are 30 save money and to keep
his wife out Of society. In theic unhappy
home there is constant Quarreling, While
Morris blesses every hour the Temporary
poverty that led him to appreciate the heart
OF his little wife, and won for him q knowl-
edge OF the treasure of her love. There is a
tod0ljng Roy named John, who calls Morris
papa" and in the peaceful happiness OF his
home life and mother love Ciarice is rapidly
conqueriDg her old timidity aud letting the
world OF society see, sometimes, what sn ac-
comphshed, graceful lady Morris has won
for bis wife.
And Morris, holding her to his he lrt, will
often say tenderly:
1.-The happiness OF my life csmnsno ed,
Clarice, when your tender sympathy greeted
me at the time / was under a cloud.n