Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1888-05-11

"LET NE EMBRACE YOU IN GOOD EARNEST"
but at his death, though Trillion and another
Junior went on with the business, there WAS
nothing left for us. Ny mother died poor.
am the only child living. This, suppose, is
the return for the property that Trillion
wrongfully detained-with compound inter
est too, should say. Let us not speak ill of
the dead. He has made restitution and
squared the books; hope the correction has
been made above"
How lucky for you that Trillion was your
banker! Suppose you had grown up with
the expectation of having this money, what
would you have been good for? You would
have run all to patent-leather boots, silky
moustaches, and pug dogs. Your struggles
have developed your muscles, metaphorically
speaking, and made man of you"
Two sides to that question. 1t is true,
luxury might have spoiled me, for / am &C
cessible to such influences; but. on the other
hand, should have escaped some painful
things. No one who has not been poor can
understand me, can know the wounds which
a sensitive man must receive as he is working
his way up i'll the world, wounds which
leave leave lasting scars, too l am con-
scious of certain feelings, most discreditable,
If were to avow them, which have been cul
tivated in me, and which will probably cling
to ME all my days. What have gained in
hardness have gained as the smith gains
strength at the expense of symmetry, sensi
bility, and grace"
Nonsense, mimosal Don't curl up your
leaves before you are touched.'
"But if am a sensitive-plant, as you say.
| can't help it; if l were a burlock,
might"
You'll get over that By-the-by, you
may as well tell Agnes. | know you will be
uneasy; go, go-but come back soon. 1t is
jolly that she accepted you poor; IL the re-
port had got abroad, you might have thought
she was influenced by golden reasons
That's because you don't know her, my
cynical friend. She is incapable of mercen-
airy motives"
What female heart can gold dcspise?
What cats averse to tiShr"
"Well, for an hour, goodbye. Have
good fire aud the pipes ready"
Yes, truly-and a magnum, if my closet
is not empty. The king will drink to Hamlet"
Little more remains to be told After the
long period of probation it was not deemed
necessary that the nuptials should be deferred
preparation. In a month the wedding took
place at Mr.. Jamieson's house, Mr.. Palette
giving away the bride. do not say that the
bachelor felt no twinges when he saw among
the guests the lovely Mrs. Norcross In her
becoming white robes; in fact, he Thought
seriously" as all such people do while there
remains even the recollection of youth, but
his habits were too fixed. He saw and sighed,
and that was all. However, he Is ON the
right side of-forty, we will call it, and
there is hope for him. We may find him in
some adventure yet; if so, the reader shall
assuredly know It.
In the spring Oakhurst with his wife went
abroad and took up their residence in Rome
What pictures has he painted" did you
ask!
Really, Madam, a great many; but l have
not the least idea Of letting you come at the
name OF my hero In this way. You have
seen them both here and in New York, and
you thought them the productions of "a rising
man-as they ore.
Our friend Jameson is now a partner in the
house Of Sleavin. He makes frequent visits
to the villa of his employer, and Is always
welcome Mr. Sleavin considers him a mos,
sensible and worthy young man, and his
daughter Clara has implicit confidence In his
Judgment of literature as well as In his taste
for pictures. One fine day last summer, Mrs
Jameson was prevailed upon, after some
weeks OF solicitation, TO get into carriage
and take a drive with her son. "She's nice
girl" said the mother fervently, on their re-
turn; "and If you must marry any body. |
don't think you can do BETTER Roberts
smile showed that he thought so too, although
the alternative was hardly so painful as she
seemed to consider it-from which we infer
that his relations with the senior partner of
the house have become, or will be, still more
intimate.
Mrs. Norcross has left New York and gons
10 live with her relatives some fifty miles
distant-the place Mr.. Palette can tell. a.
he has had occasion to send her a few letter.
The personages Of our drama are all dis
missed; the curtin begins TO fall; but a voice
is heard, What became Of the World Of Wall
Street, What became Of Mars and Mi
nerva after the siege of Troyi Men die; but
the deities, Internal as well as celestial. live
on. Fortunes may rise like Satans chef d.
oeuvre Of architecture, may be transported
from city to city like the palace of Aladdin,
or may sink into salt water lots as did the
Cities of the Plain; success may wait upon
commerce and the arts or desolation may
cover the land; still, surviving all change,
and profiting alike by prosperity and by
calamity, the secret, unfathomable agency Ia
all human enterprises will remain The World
of Wall Street.
THE END