Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1886-04-01
.IIe,s not old " she flashed

provoking.
II say he is not" declared the fran
little lady. "Anyhow he's not pre-
suming boy;" great acrimony in tn
last words.
Hell make you marry him after
while; now you see. He bought u
every one of those notes." cried tn
badly-conducted.
What notes? Tell mer' Ellie wa
ailamc.
Your fathers. Who do you sup
pose paid the debtsP Why, Gabe Bar
ker, out of his own pocket. This very
house belongs to him." continued he
You are a wicked person, and dom
Relieve one word you say" burst GU
Ellie.
ut isn't such a mighty thing after all
I'd do ever so much more, Ellie, if you {
let me. But you called me presuming
and it made me angry"
80 you are. hate You, and I'm go
ing this minute to Mr.. Barker" She
flung on her hat.
Il wouldn't. Let it alone. Hos
well able to do it if he wishes" Bert
thought he had never seen Ellie so de.
sirable, rs with that angry pout and the
infinite air of scorn with which she re-
garded him.
"Mr. Barker, is it so? Tell me. ]
will know" with tear-flushed face she
raided in upon him. They say that
papa died-insolvent, and-and you
bought up his no-otcs, and-tell men'
she implorcd passionatcly.
''Eilic. don't! you will be i'll. Who
told you such cruel things9" He shut
fed his papers>n agitation.
Bert Gwynne; he says it is the talk
of the place, and"
Heavens! What has she almost said:
He, II make you marry him after a
while" He marry her! such an insight
ficant nobody.
"Eflie, listen; am not going to deny
what | have done"
Then you did! ohr' She went
down by the stiff old clients chair in a
heap, and hid her face IN her hands.
Child, what could do? The credi-
tors threatened. There was nothing to
pay them, and you looked so little and
helpless. Besides, it is only discharg-
ing an old obligation. Your father
was very kind to me when | was poor
lad. Ellie, don't be angry"
(Sob, sob from the rounds of the
chair).
as the house yours too?"
by heavens, Ellie, if you ask me any
thing more I'll deny everything" des.
perately.
as it, say?" tempestuously.
Yes"
Gabriel Barker was as abashcd as il
he had been confronted with selling il
legal whisky.
do you hold those notes3"
("COnfound that meddlesome
Gwynne boy; I'll thrash him tomorrow
if | live). Yes, Ellie, but they are
yours. have left them to you in my
will. Here they are" laying u bundle
in her lap.
Take them away. will not have
them" she said excitedly. UNLESS -
Mr.. Barker-you tell me how-I-can
-pay-you."
"Will you, if l tell you, EflieP"
He opened his arms, and she crept
close to his heart, whispering:
YES, Gabriel"
''How could you afford itp Didn't
it take quantities of money!"
"YOu remember an uncle who died in
California a year ago? He left me a
hundred thousand dollars. | have saved
twenty-five thousand and'the house; SO
you won't be quite destitute, sweet
heart"
Destitute? Sheba's queen was not
as wealthy, She didn't own my Cab
riel."
They were married in the morning.
That evening, as they sat together in
the library for they took no wedding
Journey, he leaned toward his white
robed treasure.
Ellie, will you burn those notes for
me?n
He kindled bright blaze on the wide
hearth, and Ef1ie took the fat bundle
and commenced, woman-lke, to unite
it.
mo. MOI" he objected, ''burn it so. ="
But it will burn quicker" The will
full little fingers tugged at the strings.
al desire you not to open it, Ellie"
But, Gabriel, will" Out dropped
a sealed letter, directed to Miss Effie
Ford" Underneath was scrawled, ITO
be delivered in case of my death" The
despoiling fingers closed upon it greed
lily.
mo, Effie," he pleaded.
Gabriel" solemnly, "listen, my idol,
and believe me; | shall never be really
happy unless read this letter"
1--we thought the same"
Hush about Eve! | never ate any
interdicted apples" and the nineteenth
century Eve deliberately seated herself
to enjoy her forbidden fruit. 1t was a
letter of :mpassionate love, but just at
its close was the clause he did not wish
her to see. 1t showed a jealous pang at
her preference for Bert Gwynne. But
that one sentence of remuneration
bound her to him more closely than a
world of protestations. my true love,
how could you imagine such thing!
That stupid boy! l should never have
loved you as well, Gabriel, if / hadn't
read this, for it shows you are a noble
fellow. T'id- Bits.
The Grocer's New Boy.
A Michigan avenue grocer took on a
thn IL, :.