The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1886-07-28

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Dulcie used to drive up to the little shop.
John remembered
The day that he had pictured to him.
self for years had come at last, as, bare
headed, he met Miss Dulcie at the door.
She looked like queen, he thought; and
she certainly was beautifully dressed in
gray and silver, with bunch of yellow
roses in her dress and in her hat. He
was glad she looked so nice, for he hoped
this was her future kingdom, and the
admiration of his workpeople was not q
matter of absolute indifTence.
And if 1t was a proud day for him, it
was an astonishing one for her. Why,
the place was magnificent-far finer than
mere house, however furnished-it was
palace. John Goss was a king; his
very glance was a command. Hundreds
Of men and women looked to him alone
as their earthly providence; and there was
the huge engine feeding all the world by
coolly waving its arms about. And such
millions and millions of biscuits! One
would think nobody in all creation ever
ate anything else What modern YER
sion of the old primitive bread -makingl
Dulcie felt to her hearts core the stu
pendousness of the place, and the work
and the power of the man beside her.
won't you take one2" he said, offer
ing her biscuit of certain kind.
Doesn't it remind you2" he said
gently.
why, these are the very ones you
made for me long time ago!"
"The very same. 1t was in pleasing
you that my fortunes began"
She looked up. "Shall we-shall we
go into another room"
The three months passed away only
too quickly, and John was no nearer his
hearts desire than on that day. In vain
he tried to comfort himself with the
thought that in society wealth such as
his was considered fair equivalent for
birth such as hers: and in vain Dulcie's
worldly aunt, who recognized good
match when she saw one, invited him to
dinner, lawn tennis and picnics. He
went to them all, but Dulcie gave no
sign-not so much as the droop of an
eyelash. She was too proud to take up
the uAgererous part of trying to attract
the man, now that he was rich, whom
she had despised when their positions
were reversed. But how did he know
that that He thought she simply did not
1t was almost the last day of their
stay, and John was standing in a very
disconsolate mood by the workmen's en-
trance to his mill, watching some casks
of sugar being hoisted up to the top
story, an immense height, six or seven
flats
AS the great iron clamps were being
fitted on the last barrel he caught sight
of pretty white dress fitting by.
''Oh, Miss Dulcie!" he said impulsive-
ly, raising his hat, ''could you spare me
minute or two wanted to speak to
you about-something." He hadn't an
idea what, only he did want her; even
few minutes would be precious.
She stopped, and they both watched
the cask being swayed up till it looked
quite small, so great was the height; then
hand was stretched out, and it was
drawn in.
Dulcie's upturned face was very sweet.
John thought he would like to kiss it;
but it suddenly changed horribly. She
threw herself violently upon him, and
literally banged him up against the wall
with violence worse than unladylike-it
was perfectly shocking. His hat was
sent flying, his head rather sharply
bruised. He seized her by the arms in
horror. Had she suddenly gone out of her
mind?
But at this instant, Just at his feet,
with crash, came down the iron clamps
on the very spot where he had been stand
ing. Certain and horrible death it would
have been.
The worse than stupid workman over
head had unfasted them from the cask
and calmly given them kick over to be
ready for the next batch without looking
to see if any one was below.
care you hurt, JOhn--are you hurt2'
seeing the blood pouring from the bruise
on his forehead and his head thrown back
against the wall, face pale, eyes shut.
'Did it touch you" she said, taking
his hand gently. ''Do look at mel did
try TO save you'll"
He looked down upon her. "Dulcie,
come into my office" They went across
out of the way of possible eyes and ears
and he shut the door.
"Dulcie," he said, taking both her
hands, ''look up, my dear"
one Just BlauCeu up, tneh IuIe" neI-
self sobbing on to his shoulder. The
strain had been great; the tension broke.
This is the second time you have
benefited me, my Dulcie. Your girlish
whim began my prosperity, your
woman's quickness saved my life; and
now you know want something else"
She didn't speak; but John had got
the upper hand, and he meant to keep it.
you know what it is / want" he
said, persuasively.
She turned her fearful face up to his
and he got what he wanted CdSsetpS
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