The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1889-12-21

| lights to tell lurlSed along the Battery
ten hours day, or tore the reeking scalp
from the head of his bosom friend or law
| partner on Bowling Green. He was
! proud of his great wealth, much of which
/ he had inherited and much of which he
had made in Wall street; proud of his
record as bus iness man; proud of his
grand Fifth avenue home; proud of every
! thing connected with John X. Dollinger.
| He was also, as ! remarked, cold and
naughty, and during his whole life in
the metropolis he was never known to
stop on Broadway, between Fulton and
Ann streets, and buy pair os suspend
ers of the red-faced man who is in that
business there. Promptly at three
o'clock every afternoon his coachman
might have been seen waiting in front
of his Office in Wall street, with the tops
of his boots turned down and a very stiff
spinal column. Exactly at 3:15 o'clock
Mr.. Dollinger appeared and without
shaking hands with the coachman, or
otherwise greeting him, stepped into the
carriage, which the man with the weep
| ing willow boots drove rapidly to tho
Fifth avenue mansion, with the assist
ance of u pair of beautiful chestnut
horses from which the tails had been
carefully removed before starting.
Old Dollinger had wife-Mrs. Dol
linger. She was also cold, proud and
naughty, as became the daughter of a
Kill Won Kull and wife of a Dollinger In
fact there was nothing very affable
about either one of them. A maiden
aunt poor in both purse and spirit, once
came in from Stitchetyhatchet, n. j.,
and made them a siX-weeks' visit in De-
cember and January, and she used to say
when she got home that sometimes after
meal with the Dollingers, at which
she had asked for soup twice and drank
little quietly out of her fnger-bowl,
that it was very pleasant and great re-
lief to her to go out on the stoop and as
sociate awhile with the cast-iron grif-
fins. She said she had never supposed
that griflins could be so sociable and
pleasant. She had always had an idea
from the way griffin held back its
head and carried one jaw up and wore
its tail at half-mast that it was far from
warm in its affections or cordial in its
manners; but she said that after she had
eaten pic with her knife ten or fifteen
minutes at her nephew's table it was
surprising how pleasant and sociable
those iron grifiins could be.
There was another member of the Dol
linger family-a daughter-an only
child. She was not as were her parents.
Reared in the frosty, gray atmosphere
of the Doilingcr brown-stone front cold
storage warehouse, she was like being
from another world-like the soft cloud
like basque flower among the snows-a
violet amid the April chill. Proud she
was to be sure, but proud of something
better than wealth; and she was not cold
nor naughty. Her name was Amelia.
Her mother wanted her to write it with
tho upper part OF an exclamation point
roosting on tho Sc" but she refused.
She said that il she should ever write a
thin red-coyorcd book she would put tho
weathercock on the So" hut that while
she stayed in her right mind she could
mover think of 1t. She demonstrated
with her mother when she wrote her
name Mrs. Louise Kill Won Kull Dollin-
ger-Dollinger, but it didn't do any good.
Arthur Graves was poor artist. He
had q studio in East Fourteenth street,
where he painted large, soulful pictures
and got behind thcm and breathed low
when the landlord pounded on the door
for the rent. That's about the only good
the pictures ever did him, because he
couldn't sell many and when he did sell
one he usually let tho man get away
without paying him. II Arthur Graves
could have paid his debts he would have
found that he owed the man he borrowed
the money from to do it about eight
hundred dollars. Arthur was but n
young, poor and struggling artist, and
he knew 1t would bo years before he
could paint lot OF big war pictures and
take them to Russia to exhibit. But he
loved Amelia better than his own life,
and Amelia loved Arthur,
1t was Christmas Evc. As the weary
landlord pounded IL, Arthurs door that
poor but undoubtcd genius went down
tho fre-escape. Bright lights--glowing
hoarths--good cheer--holly-- peace on
Observation-Disclosures all that
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