Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1885-05-09
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Papa, would thank you for check 70
three hundred pounds, before you go down
Town this morning"
Why DO you want SO much Anthine
thought gave you enough, yesterday"
True, papa; but Madame Fontaine give
a wedding reception for her daughte
Clara next Wednesday evening, and mus
have dress suitable for the OCCASION"
Certainly, my dear; your father delights
in nothing so much as in seeing you enjoy
the rich blessings that have been given us
L love to see YOU look very queen among
the rest. | was sadly disturbed yesterda,
afternoon"
'Why, papa ?''
And stately Anthine Elleston leaned ovel
the velvet easy-chair, and drew her white
fingers caressingly through the silky white
hair of the father she loved 50 well.
Because, just as l was leaving my office
to step into the carriage, little black-eved
child, with such a famiShcd face. put out
her thin hand and begged for a penny-only
one, because her papa was so sick and hun
cry. I was tired, and cold, and impatient,
and | knew had nothing less than a SOW
erign in my pocket, so | told the child
had nothing tor her, and hurried into the
carriage, and told John to drive on. But |
caught the disappointed look on that childs
face, and it has haunted me ever since"
My dear father you are too sensitive
about such things. You are in no way to
blame You cannot be expected to give TO
every little beggar child you meet.
| know that, Thenia," that was his pet
name for his elegant daughter but have
been thinking that, as heaven has given
much TO US, He will expect much from rs -
We do all We can, l am sure; and
l would think no more about this little in
cident The child will get along well
enough. They all manage to live in some
way"
So the matter rested; neither father nor
daughter forgetting it, either when the
costly dress was bought, or later still. when
in the eleganhy-appointed boudOir Anthine
Elleston stood before the long pier-glass
that reflected back her stately form in all
its queen-like beauty, arrayed in the sea-
green silk, whose folds, rs she moved,
seemed like so many silver-tipped waves,
half hid though they were by the costly
lace hOunces.
Diamonds and rubics Sparllled on her
fair neck, were clasped on each shapely
arm and shOne amid the satin-like folds of
of q coronet around her head and gem
larger than the rest sparkled above her
forehead.
She was a beautiful woman she knew
it, and gloried in it. Her father was proud of
her, and she strove to please him. but that
which steeled her heart, and made her so
naughty and reserved-so heartess, as her
admirers said-was the fearful blow she
received when only eighteen.
On that eighteenth birthnight the grand
cd mansion was thrown open to a goodly
company, and Anthinc, in her fair young
beauty, with the orange flowers on her
brow, sat waiting, with her bridal robes
around her, for him who had chosen her to
walk beside him down iifes pathway.
Paul Wellington was q noble fellow
manly, truthful and upright in every action
of his life even then, though only %, 4
lawyer Of some note.
But on this bridal night, with guests
awaiting, and the bride a5 beautiful and
loving As a bride could be no bridegroom
claimed the bride.
A telegram to his distant home was sent
and the answer came at once that Paul
Wellington, on the day he expected to start
for his wedding, sailed in 4 steamer for
India, without any explanation whatever.
II was a fearful blow to poor Anthine,
she went out again she was as we find her
now, stately, and far more beautiful than
IN loving girlhoOd.
1t is seven years since that night, when
that act of her lover. who seemed so noble
and good to her sent the chimes of death
70 her heart.
Ii was past understanding. and after a
time she ceased trying to comprehend it,
and sealed her heart to all mankind, cling
ing only to her father. who idolized her
Paul Wellington came back from India
came once to Anthine and begged to see
her, but she refused to meet hin.
Then he sent her letter. entreating her
10 read MS explanation. but she returned il
unopened
He became distinguished in his prOfcs-
sion, and occasionally they met in society.
and though Anthine could not help motto
ing the sad expression on his face She in
Yariably avoided meeting his chances. and
when obliged TO speak 70 him she did SC
with as much coolness as politeness would
allow
Tonight She knows that Paul yelling
ton is to be an honOred guest at her friends
house, and almost unconscioUsly she had
chosen her dress to suit his tastes. as sAC
remembered it 50 long ago
Now she lastcns her giovc-, and picks up
her iewe.cd bouqUet holder. in 4 half rev
erie Thinking nerhans Ola lime when 81,
was bride expec,ant. As happy for a little
fine as The bride She was -oing to greet.
"Oh. will happiness ever come to me
again ," She murmur, softly 10 herself o,
She sinks ON Tho carriace cushions ami !.
driven rapidly away.
The parlorS were crowded. theImusic was
perfect, the guests the gayest, the bride anc
800 lie some f9irv nirrure buf some
nov in mite Of the admiration universally
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You won't refuse me, Autaiue; you cannot
when | am dying, JAMES HOLMES