The Brookhaven leader., 1889-12-19

Fifth avenue house and collapsed into a
chair, q ruined man without cent in
the world. Then came parting letter
from Harvey saying that he took his pen
in hand to inform him that he was in
very good health in the dry climate Of
Colorado, and hoped Dollinger was en-
joying the same great blessing. He in
closed bill reading: ITO sailing mine
before you visited it, $500. Please re-
nit" He explained that it cost fully
500 to fix it to sell to him and he want
cd the money. He also said he would
be along about the cath of the month
| (December) to. take possession of the
house, and closed by telling him not to
forget that two hundred. Dollinger
bowed his head and wept. His spirit
was broken at last. So was Mrs. Us.
They both wept, and they were still
weeping when Christmas Eve came, the
time Harvey said he would be on hand to
take the house.
1t was the same Christmas Eve, and
the unpreiudiced observer might have
seen pedestrian moving rapidly up
Broadway. Why should 1 try to con-
ceal the fact that it was Arthur Graves,
the hero of the fire-escape? For it was he.
| Why did he scan every female face so
closely? He was looking for his Amelia,
of course. He had been out of town, for
three years, but he had come back to
find Amelia or to come pretty near dying
in the attempt. 1t was dreary Christ
mas Eve for him. The lights shone out
from, etc. (Six pages of fine prose
poetry are here omitted by request.)
Arthur Graves had reached Twenty
third street when he paused to buy
flower from a pale young woman who
sold chrysanthemums and roses behind
little outdoor stand. AS be handed
her the money he looked at her more
closely, and. uttering a wild cry, clasped
her in his arms.
Amelia" he whispered.
''Still yours, Arthur" and each was
too happy to speak more.
They stood thus for some five min
utes, affording very interesting enter
tainment for the passers-by. Then
Arthur turned and kicked the flower
stand over into the middle of Madison
square and motioned to hack-driver to
| approach.
1--WE will go to Rev. Mr. Tyemup for
sure this time" he whispered, land,
he added, with a dreamy, mysterious
look in his eyes as he gazed up Broad
way, IL think l can manage to pay
him small fee in cash this time"
A half hour later the reverend geAtle-
man pronounced them man and wife.
Tossing him a $500 bill as slight ctm-
pensation for what he had done, Arthur
took his bride on his arm and went out.
Drive to Dollinger's," he said to the
man.
''Oh, don't do that!' said Amelia, anx-
iously Papa is as hard as ever--he
won't let us enter"
Never fear, love-" replied Arthur,
and again the far-away mysterious look
came into his eyes; 1--WE will see if we
can not soften the old gentleman"
They walked up past the griffins and
Arthur rang the bell-much holder than
he had three years before. Jeames re-
spOnded as before, but he looked sick.
They stepped into the library and found
Dollinger sitting on the sofa, with his
wife near.
by heavensr' cried Dollinger, "the
beggar artist and my undutiful daugh-
ter! Leave my house instantly" and
his face began to grow purple again.
"Your house?' said Arthur, inquiring-
ly. 'Your house?" he continued as he
took his place before the fire and Amelia
rested her hand on his shoulder. ''Your
house, my friend?" he went on, arching
his eyebrows. 1T strikes me | have
here deed for this house myself" and
he drew legal-looking paper from his
pocket.
''Are you not Arthur Graves?" cried
the old man.
That's my NAME" replied Arthur,
carelessly. For some time. however, l
have been C. IL. Harvey, of Rainbow
City, Col, and on occasion Attorney
Snatchem, of the same place. You told
me not to come back till l had a million
I've got twelve millions and l would
have had more if you had been more saw
ing when young man and laid up more,
However, | cleaned you out and don't
know what more | could do. Could you
let me have that two hundred tonight
that I had to spend to sell you the
minew
Sir" Numbered Dollinger.
"Beggar" Numbered Arthur.
what do you mean?" howled Dollin-
ger.
'Insolent puppy~ howled Arthur.
"Answer mer'
"Leave my house,"
"Stop"
"Gitr'
Dollinger sank down in paroxysm
of rage. Mrs. Louise Kill Won kuU
Dollinger-Dollinge tainted.
''You mustn't be cruel with papa"
said Amelia, with a smile.
That's so," said Arthur. 81 never
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