Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-10-12

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his wife. Al he
wondered be carelessly remarked:
Which way are you goins, Philr'
Tbs young man, who was already starting
on at rapid pace, returned. and said, in .
low tone:
Cant you imaginer'
The older man took bis partners hand, and
seemed to want to say isomething.
What b It, Mr.. Tramlayr' asked PIN, for
the silence was somewhat embarrassing.
my dear fellow" /" said the merchant, "a
man who - tuse given away his danghter 10
usually supposed to have done great favor. y
As you certainly have done." Phil re-
piled.
Thank you, for want to ask one In re-
turn Fathers aren't sole proprietor Of their
daughters, you know. Mrs. framlay-when
You speak to her about the affair, 20, Of
course, you will, be as-be Aldo be your
most considerate, courteous self, won't your
II beg you viii trust mo for that said
Phil.
I'm sure I can-or could, il Won under
stood mothers as well as some day you may"
II pave a mother, you know" suggested
Phil.
True but she bad no daughters, believe
Mothers and daughters-well, they're not ex-
actly like mothers and soila Mrs. Trsmlay
respects you highly, know; but she may not
have seemed as friendly TO your suit a. you
could havc liked Try to forget that, won't
youi-and forgive II II IL has made you un-
comfortablef"
II would forgive bitter enemy tonight,
II had one." said the excited youth.
That's right: that's right; man has 20
few chances to feel that way that he ought
to improve them all. You'll even b patient,
should It be nccessaryr'
"As patient as Job," promised Phil.
Thank you! God bless your said the
merchant, wringing Phil's hand and turning
away. Phil again started The merchant
walked toward the club, stopped after taking
q few steps, looked in the direction Phil had
taken, drew his hat down over his eyes, hur.
ried to his house, entered the basement door,
sneaked up the back stairway as II he were
thief, and quietly entered his own room,
which, to his great relief, was empty
Meanwhile, Phil had reached the house and
been admitted. He had not to ask for Lucia,
for he heard through the open door Of the
parlor some piano chords which he knew
were touched only by her 6ngerA Lucia did
not hear him enter, and Is be stopped to look
at her she seemed to bo in revery that was
not cheerful He had never seen her looking
$3.50 plain, he would have said, had she
been any one else. There was no color In her
"a ovxAt txar nh~ q t.
An involuntary motion startled her, and she
turned, exclaiming:
''How you frightened mel"
II wish you might punish mo in some way
for It," said Phil, approaching her.
''lt was SO late that did not imagine any
one would call" the girl exclaimed.
II was quite busy In the earlier part Of the
evening"" said Phil, "and needed to SEQ your
father"
Business is horrid," said Lucia. II should
think men would attend to 1t by daylight
Well, believe papa went to the club"
"Yes; found him."
''And, rs usual, he sent you home for some
horrid papers of some kndr'
''No, not exactly" said Phil How un-
comfortable IL is to have q dream dispclled--
oven day dream! All along the way to the
house he had imagined Just how she would
through the half mile of darkness that he had
traversed, his path had seemed illumined by
the light Of her eyes, yet now she was pallid,
and her eyes had none of their customary
luster, and her mental condition-it did not
seem at all appropriate to the conversation
which he had a hundred times imagined and
upon which he had set his heart that night
Well, he would be patient: Faint heart never
won fair lady"
"Arent you little severe on your father
for his devotion to businessr he ventured to
ask "Out In tho country we have an old
saying, Make hay while the sun shines The
sun never shone brighter than now In the
iron business"
"Yes, know" replied Lucia wearily. "Its
always something for business sake Yes,
we have that same dreadful saying In New
York"
''But its all for the sake Of women that
men are so absorbed in business, !" argued Phil
What would your father care for business,
IL 1t weren't for his wife and charming
daughters and younger childreni He never
sees iron, imagine while he is talking about
u, nor even thinks Of the money for It's own
sake. Greenbacks and gold and notes and
bonds all transform themselves in his eyes,
suppose, into dresses and cloaks and bonnets
and opera boxes and trips TO Europe and
'You silly fellowi" said Lucia, with the
first smile upon which she had ventured that
evening" II wonder where you get such no.
tions. II you don't give them up you will
some day find yourself writing poetry-some-
thing about the transmutation Of railroad
iron into gold Think how ridiculous that
would seeml"
"But when iron attempts to gild refined
gold-to paint tho ily,'" said Phil, las it
l. L.
worth dropping into poetry to tell Of at least
one instance where Shakespeares conclusion
was wrong. You know the rest Of the quo
tationr'
Yes, evidently Lucia knew it, for her cheek
glowed prettily under the compliment,
which, while somewhat awkward, reached
its mark by the help Of Pills eyes. As for
Phil, his heart began to beitself again whose
heart wouldn't, be asked himself, under the
consciousness Of having given one second Of
pleasure to that dear grill
"You seem to be in a sermonzing mood
tonight" said Lucia II know my father ID
the best man alive, and supposed YOU liked
him-a little; but can't imagine what
should have impressed you 30 strongly with
him to- night"
Phil studied the toes Of his boots, tho tints
Of the patternless rug, the design Of the
frescoed ceiling. Lucia watched him with
an amused face, and finally said, Even you
don't seem to know"
II know" said Phil, slowly, land I'm try
ing to think how to express it properly"
Poor fellowl how he did despise himself,
that what he had hurried there to say would
not come TO his lips properlyi Such q story
had seemed easy enough when he had read,
in books, OF how other men told it-so easy,
indeed that be had come to have yery little
patience with that portion Of novels OF
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