San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-12-22

| GAOllCS.
Here, darling" he said, "a wanted
to bring you something different to-day,
but | dared not do it We must wait
for better times. This day, the ami
versary of the very happiest Of my life,
thought to have brought my little wife
something of greater value to express
my appreciation and love. But these
flowers must speak for me-
Grace took the flowers, pressed them
to her lips to hide their quiyering, but
she could not hide from the loving,
watchful eyes of her husband the look
OF disappointment all over her face.
There, there! never mind, love. |
know you are disappointed; but cheer
up. little wife. trust this sad state of
affairs will not last very long, and then
you shall have your diamond ring"
Harry said, gently carressing her.
At the mention of the ring Grace
could restrain her tears no longer. She
sobbed right out:
-Four days ago Linnette Osborn's
husband gave her Il lovely pearl cross
and chain, and-and | told her what l
hoped for. She will think it so queer,
and will be so mortified. What can l
say? She will surely ask me. And,
Harry, don't think Will Osborn is do
ing any better business than you"
Harry Wentworth's fine face grew
very grave, and he said. in aslightly re-
proachful tone:
"a did not think my wife would grieve
so about really Unnecessary article. l
believed you would understand that
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giving you this pleasure. l, too, am
disappointed, dear. But don't measure
or weigh your husbands love by his
gifts, Grace. But must not be severe.
You are scarce more than a child-lov-
ing, petted, spoiled child. But now
listen, dear. might have brought you
the ring. could have paid for it or
gone in debt"
mo. no; | would not have wished
that" Grace said, wiping her eyes and
trying to look satisfied.
III had paid for it dear, it might
have been severe cost But we will
not say any more about it. Kiss me,
and then we will have one of our duets,
love. 1t is so long since we have had
any music. These times have almost
| uIlNtu TIC illuSlC IIOIll HdluIC.
These times Grace said to herself
"a am heartily tired of hearing those
words. And it is too bad that should
have to suffer for other folks misfor-
tunes or misdeedS, | am not sure which. +"
All, little did Grace Wentworth know
the meaning Of the word she used.
Graded in luxury, reared in a home
of affluencc, what could she understand
of suffering?
The week passed by, and Grace tried
to Danish the disappointment from her
mind. She did not return Mrs. Osborn's
call, as she had promised.
a could not endure the look of as
constituent she would fix on me when,
In answer to her inquiry, should have
TO answer, Only a bouquet, Grace
said.
The bouquet was still very beautiful,
and fresh, although quite week old.
Indeed, it seemed possessed of a perpet-
ual bloom. Grace was changing the
water in the vase when Nora. the Irish
| girl, came in.
What is it, Nora?" Grace inquired,
as the girl stood heSitating beside her.
| Gould have an hour or SO this
morning, phase? And would you spare
me dollar? Sure and it's not for my
self I'd be asking, but me brother. The
childers are sick, and it's not a clint
they have, and it's half starving | found
thin last night" Nora said. the tears
running down her face.
"Why, yes, certainly-go; and here,
your months wages are nearly due, you
can have more, or all. But, Nora, is
not your brother at work with Mr.. Os-
| bornP"
Sure he is, ma am, but it's not clint
that he got Saturday night. All, and
| it's awful times these be nowi Tin of
the hands that S bin getting Sl2 week
wint home with none at all, sure. Did
the master say nothin' at all about itP
| The men takes it awful bad, because
some tells of how Mr.. Osborn could
have done better. Sure and it's meself,
Nora OFlynn, that sees the suffering
about"
mo Nora, Mr.. Wentworth said moth
ing Of it. believe his men were paid
off"
.'Yes, and may the lord bless and
kape him forever! the men are telling
about the difference between them, sure
Mr.. Osborn and the master. But it's
goin' I'll be-"
Mora, come first to the pantry; I'll
fix up some things for you. Or just give
me basket and I'll put in the things
while you are getting ready" Grace
said.
Ten minutes after Nora came back,
picking up one bundle after another,
smelling and pinching them, as she ex-
claimed:
Tea! coffee! sugar! crackers! wine!
the cold chicken fixed for your lunch,
sure! And jelly! Oh, may you live for
everl For what would we do without
you sure! Oh, the mother and the chill
ders will pray for you every day that
they live"
With the grateful Morals words still
sounding in her ear. Grace Wentworth
sat down to think over the scene about
the diamond ring.
.'Oh. how must Harry have been hurt
and disappointed at my reception of his
gift All! perhaps when he said if he
had bought the ring it might have been
at a severe cost, he meant that he could
not have paid his men as usual He
has looked SO worried oftentimes lately
Pm sorry behaved like child. l will
try to do better III future"
When Harry came home to dinner
Grace had sc much to tell about Nora s
friends. But her husband said little on
| tho suhiact He had determined IN