The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1885-01-16
A LAKESIDE MUsING.
The Nineteenth Century Girl Who
Was Up to Snuff.
"With . Mocking Laugh He Turns
90 Go's-ssEEer Face Lights UP
y with = Weird, Balcful
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Chicago Tribune.l


II forgive you, Hetty,n
Thomas Turnstile turned away with q
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. hopeful, and with spirits as
buoyant as health and clear conscience
could make them, he had fallen in one in
slant from tho sun-kfssed heights Of content
ment and happiness to the black depths Of
desolation and despair. And wkyl Be-
cause girl-a naughty beauty whose fathers
wealth had placed ner far above Thomas
Turnstile in the social scale-had, after lur-
ing him on and on with all the arts which
women know so well and practice so skill
fully, haughtily refused the love that he
offered her-the love Of q true, honest heart
Ia 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--told him this In
the same low, dulcet tones that had SO often
witched him in the days gone by when they
had wandered 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 en-
deavor, there was a cold, naughty, rough-on-
rats expression that told him only too truly
that each syllable was uttered In earnest, and
that to hope tor q revocation of the sentence
this girl had pronounced were indeed 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 heart
seeming only the knell Of a life that was soon
to be quenched forever.
One year had passed On all sides one
hears talk of the wonderful success that has
crowned the efforts OF Thomas Turnstile as
speculator. His daring operation of buying
all the poker decks in Chiearo just previous
to the assembling Of o national convention
had made him a millionaire and to none was
this news Of more interest than Hetty Hal
lowheart, the proud beauty of Horse-Fly
Villa. Judge Of her surprise whom ono day
there came q note from Thomas Turnstile
asking permission to call ON her. It was at
once given and the evening of the following
day appointed for the interview. At o'clock
a carriage rolled up to the door and Thomas
Turnstile was ushered into the parlor, where
Hetty waited to receive him. In the soft
mellow light OF the s3-per-thousand gas she
looked more radiantly beautiful than ever
and there was a tremulous tinge of admira-
tion in the young mans tones as he spoke to
her.
"A year ago" he said, II offered you my
hand in marriage and you refused 1t because
of my poverty. I am now rich and repeat
that offer. Do you accept iti"
~ do,n she answered.
aHal false woman" he cries, aat last my
revenge is accomplished Know, then, that
do notlove you, and that my only object
in coming here tonight was to humiliate
you;' and with hollow. mocking laugh he
turns to 60.
"Stop" says the girl in an imperious man.
ner, and as she speaks Thomas Turnstiles sees
two men one a lawyer and the other q
stenographer, come from behind Japanese
screen which stands near an Etruscan cuspi-
dor. Hettys face lights up with a weird,
baleful smile.
@What does this .neanp he asks. @Why
have my words been taken down."
ut MEANS" she answered, @that am
loaded for bear"