Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1889-04-11

kept her letters tied up with blue rib
bon. When at last the day came fol
her return, he positively declined al
professional calls, and waited for hel
| arrival. So tall had she grown, SC
perfectly radiant had she become in
developed beauty, that the doctor was
struck with amazement. He came for
ward to greet the elegant lady, and
stammered in his address like a school.
boz. He had determined beforehand
that he would kiss her; now he did not
dare to offer such thing; but she put
up her face and kissed her protector in
the most natural fashion. She was run
ming over with vivacity and high spir-
| its; she talked, laughed, and sang. with
only a word now an then from Mrs.
Morris; while DIR. Fay, the once brill
liant conversationalist, did little else
but follow with his eyes, and remain
dumb. Long after she had retired that
night he stayed in the library; and the
housekeeper coming in with letter,
found him sitting back in his easy chair,
his hands behind his head, and his eyes
contemplating the ceiling.
Il found it on the floor of the hall,
sir" she said. Il can't read the address
without my specs. Is it yours?"
He took the letter, started as he saw
the name and handwriting, and said,
"yes, yes-you may leave it." When
she had gone he read the letter; the en-
velope had been opened before. He
would have condemned such conduct in
another; but he could not help it. The
letter was addressed to Gertrude; it was
signed with a mans name: its contents
plainly showed that the two were be-
trothed lovers. A cruel letter for the
reader!
l suppose that DR.. Fay was as near
being heart-broken as man ever be-
comes. Nobody knew it from his
words, but Mrs. Morris has said that he
aged at least ten years that night. But
how the strong, resolute character of the
man came out! A sudden, inexplicable
passion for this girl had won him from
frivolous idleness to the noble career OF
usefulness that was properly his; dis
appointment, instead Of souring his
spirit and breaking his purpose,
seemed to add to his earnestness
and to increase his devotion
to his profession. Gertrude was neve,
allowed to suspect the truth. Mrs.
Morris but dimly comprehended it, and
maintained a discreet silence. The
wedding took place in due time at this
house; the doctors congratulations were
uttered heartily, and his generosity gave
the young people a promising start in
life. For ten years afterward, until his
death, he continued to be the Good Sa-
marian that his love for one woman had
made him: and at his decease his will
vas found to give the bulk of his wealth
to Gertrude. If a moral may be per-
mitted, l will add that the grand pas
sion which has for ages wrought such
havoc and ruin-in literature-is really
different and less headstrong thing
than it is described.
But some reader will say, "this was
not love" Mrs. Morris thought other
wise, however, when she found Ger
trude's photograph beneath the dead
mans pillow, and the blue ribbon that
had tied her letters twisted round his
fingers.
Il didn't think DR.. Fay could be so
silly" said the good old soul, as she
wiped her eye.
Was he silly?
"The depths of the ocean lie fathoms below
The surface that sparkles above