Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1888-10-19

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it, home would be so dear to me. L
hesitated and half promised.
But did not lose caution. / asked
for time, little longer acquaintance, a
! little longer at my post. l was like slave
that has grown to love the clanking of
his chains eff in few weeks more L
can feel that am doing right will be
| your wife"
That was our betrothal, for the half
promise was accepted. Mr.. Adams took
nv hands in his and looked at me with
pity in his hazel eyes. ''God grant you
! may, Dora, and good nightw
went back to my work, but my heart
was not in it. I saw Mr.. Adams twice
each week and a new world opened be-
fore me- | had wanted to love him at
first, but soon my life grew into prayer
that he should really care for me. [ saw
every day some evidence of his kindness,
his wise friendship, but l trembled at
the thought that it might only be friend
ship, for life held so much more.
1t was at this time the McGillicuddys
began to develop warm interest N me-
Jack came to the six o'clock dinner one
night with some exciting information. L
was invited to take dinner at the McGilli-
cuddys' special table and there he di-
vulged it.
Il was to the races, Miss Hunter" he
says, 'and that Adams man bought
pair of California horses"
l made no reply. Jack had forgotten
how many people are wearing the name
Of Adams. His news was nothing to
me.
''He paid $40, OCO for 'em," went on
Jack. "Your Adams, Miss Hunter.
Don't you catch on"
He must be rich Miss Dora" chimed
in the mother. Il want you to give
Josie an introduction.
"You must take me out riding, lisped
Josie, with her blond head on one side.
looked down at my plate in amaze
ment Either Wallace Adams was bet
ter situated than I had known, or he had
gone wildly to specializing in race
horses. 1 remembered Ida Adams at
WestField, a ward like myself. Her
father had been a clergyman. 81 am
able to take care of a wife. Dora" he
had told me, land to have comfortable
home" | had thought him able to make
his way with other men; to give me a
neat home with few comforts in 1t-a
piano, books, and one or two good pic
lures.
Didn't you know it?" broke out my
landlady, glibly. "Where did you get
acquainted with him."
l escaped from the McGillicuddys and
went away to myroom. had promised
anew to be his wife, or now I might oe
supposed to want his money.
els this true?" 1 asked him when he
came again, and l told him about the
California horses.
"Now, Dora" said the manly voice.
Il must refuse to answer you. To be
rich in the worlds way would require a
good deal more money than 1 can COM
mand. l will be very poor if my wife
doesn't love me. Are you going to re-
duce me to beggary?"
For the first time in my life I put my
ans about his neck and kissed him
Something awakened me to his true
worth What had he seen in me to put
so much in my hands? l had not beauty
nor good looks, even, ] who was only
one of the 40, 900 who live and work in
Chicago.
l never introduced Josie McGillicuddy
and Mr.. Adams. That young woman
took to dressing after me, and gained
sudden impetus in music. She played
''Flowers of st. Petersburg" waltz till
the boarders deserted the parlor for a
walk. She switched them gently in on
''Monastery Bells, or ''Silvery Waves"
or, worse, she sang with Jack till bed
time.
But to all these things I gave no heed
[ was for the first time in love, and the
world was not the same. I allowed Mr..
Adams to hasten our wedding day, and
I gave up my position. 1 was very
happy, and only one thing married my
sunsh ne. Wallace would be absent
week at st. Louis. 1t was a long week
Jack McGillicuddy was my shadow all
through it, which L allowed, since Jack
was only II, and not in love w tn me.
oddly enough, did not receive letter
from St. Louis, and the day before
Wallace was to return Jack propo Sed
ramble down town.
"G ou've been too close, Miss Hunter"
said he. LETS go and call on one of
Josie's friends
1 went out into the July night with
them and we had ice cream. Then we
went to hotel on Monroe street. where
Josie's friend was stopping. Who does
not know the Egyptian parlor with its
hangings? | stood behind a curtain talk
ing and laughing with Jack and Josie,
when [ saw coming down to one of the
ground parlors Wallace Adams, with
lady on his arm. l looked until | felt
myself growing rigid. She was dark
and very beautiful nd they were talking
in low tones. They approached some one
near us. Jack McGillicuddy followed the
direction of nay eyes, then darted away