Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-05-09

81 was frightened at first by What you SAID.
At leagk these are tears Of relief, mean,
l really felt afraid Of [ don't kno" what.
But il. Is only money Percivai has lo't-not
char ,cter, not honor"
80, no; his honor is untouched the
mother replied. "His character is as good
as ever; and that will of course, stand by
hi N when he goes in search of employ
meut. Besides, l am glad on your account,
dear; for evan the most transient connec,
ton of your name with person who had
done anything wrong would be disaSreea-
BILE"
Sophia said nothing. She was drying
of her tears with great brisknsss and ass
duty. II is q pleasant sight to see q
pretty young woman wiping her tearsaWsy'
and featheriug herself into chesEtulness
again.
Excellent good sense, Sophia" the
mother said, looking at her with great ap,,
prevail. II always knew, with your sound
Judgment you would come to this view OF
the matter; but was prepared for little
temporary reluctance aud little g:rllsh
romance, aud was prepared to bssr It
kindly, dear, and to wait for the return OF
good sense, which l knew would not be de-
lsyed long. But you are wise girl, SoPhy;
nothing like facing the inevitable boldly,
aud at once.
bot mamma" Sophia said, "it is not
such great trial Percival can work
We can both wait"
10, then [ have mistaken you! ex
claimed the mother. Now, Sophy my
dear, you must not be absurd. This mar
risgs ia simply impossible. Wait as long
as you may, the young man cannot make
fortune such as you should sxpsc. and
require. You will see this some day. -.
Il promised him | would love him al
ways" Sophia said, with srtlsssuess which
in another woman might have seemed affec
ttsi; "aud len TO break nv word because
my poor fellow is uDfortunsteH Il he tc
lose his money aud-and me tooY
At which dreadful prospect Sophia be
gan to cry again, and worked at her eyes
With her pocket Handkerchief, which she
had twisted into sort of ball, as crying
women do.
at is a very nice, kind way of taking
Sophy," the little diplomatist said; "aad i
does you credit, dear. | almost think
like you better for it, sweat, sweet grill
with a Kiss at each adjective. "Blt We
must De prudent dear. Believe me Sophy
nothing that is imprudeut is kind ia the
long run. l. may appear 80; it ne
yer ls--not kind even to those it Seems
most to benefit. In life, dear, everything
depends on prudence.
Mamma" Sophia cried, rising from hel
chair for the second time, "it you had tolC
me that Psrc val had been disgrsced,
think Ishould have died If you had tolc
me that the man who SPOKE to me as h'
spoke hal any secret di-honor, ! think
should have killed myselfingri4f aud shame
| know the world would have never beer
the same to me again But his fortune
his money-what is thst2 Mamma,
promised to love him. aud to marry him
aud nothing but his own fault shall max
me change. Not if he lost ten fortunes
It would be hard on him." she repeated
with another rub at her eyeq, ITO lose hi
money and then to lose me
Mother and daughter, there they sat
The mother was not angry, scarcely dis
appointed, quiet, confident, fully assured
that victory would be- on her side at last
We're not time aud money with her, ant
who wi such auxilisries ever lost bat
tls1 Aud there sat the daughter, fearful
flushed, sffecrionate, longing to have bel
Percival beside her to console him Alb
sweet Sophia Temple, some there are as vel
as PerciVal who for few of those tender
degy kisses then budding on thy lips woGlt
have lost half the world, and scarcely sigh
ed as it slipped away