The Delta independent., 1889-06-11
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Posoty weakened INTO an unnealthy re-.
oeptve state, are easily depressed, but
the alert and vigorous business man,
educated to deal and receive blows,
hangs his head when an i'll wind
comes, but stands with determine
tion."
81 wish father were practical enough
to apprecints your strong sense" she
said; "but," she added, with sigh, che
is not"
"If he knows so little about business
how did ne mako his paper SO prosper
ous."
"Oh, he has never had anything to
do with the business"
':Dopbtless this accounts for the sue
cess OF his sheet Well, little girl, I
must go. must go to the office and
have a talk with your father"
"Oh, not, to-day" she cried. "He
is so wrought up over his failure to
get suitable Easter story that-well,
above all times, this is the wor st."
"I'll attend to that. Tru st me. The
literature of this country is, after all.
but the tender moss that grows on the
rock Of business"
lie went to the office, and, after some
delay, was admitted into the private
Office OF the editor.
"What do you wantP' Newton de-
mand ed.
"Your daughter"
The editors mouth flew open. "My
drughter"'. he exclaimed.
"Yes."
''Sir, q section of this room swings
on hinges-the door, do you under
standp"
"Oh, yes, perfectly; ought to under
stand, for l used to be sort OF a car
penter. Now. Mr.. Newton. let US talk
like two sensible men. 1 love your
daughter and she loves me-" :
"But you shall not marry her, sir"
''Oh, yes, but not without your con-
sent I understand your wishes. I
know that you want her to marry a
literary man, and to show to what
degree I respect your wishes, I will
say that have decided to become liter
ary."
The editor snorted. "You-you q
literary manP What do you propose
to writep A review of the multiplica-
tion tablep"
II propose to write an Easter story"
Mr.. Newton laughed. ''Write it."
he said, "write one that shall answer
my purpose and you shall have her."
II thank you for proposition so
generous" Carpenter replied, II
shall call again SOON"
Two days later he returned. "Here
is tho story" he said, handing the ed
itor the manuscript Newton took the
sheets of paper and began carelessly to
read the writing.
Carpenter sat down, and with his
hands thrust deep into his pockets,
awaited the decision. 1t was evident
that the reader was impressed. the
rapidly turning leaves showed that he
was becoming more and more inter-
ested. The last page. A fluttering
moment. The editor sprang to his
foet and, seizing Carpenters hand, ex-
claimed:
"You have won herr" then, after
quieting down, he added: "Mr. Car
penter, you have not only written q
beautiful, but q strangely original
story. I ought to reprimand you for
so long concealing your talent I can
see now why my daughter loves you.
Come with me-"
ThAr 60 nlfk1wso Mi
dred was in the drawing-room When
the two men entered, the girl sprang
up in a futter Of excitement
my daughter, he has won you"
said tho editor. HE is a genius"
Carpenter caught her In his arms,
the mother rushed into the room.
The editor caught her In his arms.
''They are to be married." he said.
1.-THE fellow is genius. He has writ
ten the story I wanted"
Mrs. Newton's face was bright with
smile OF joy. "Oh." she said, II
was afraid to say any thing, but I
have long known that Tom was liter
ary."
The wedding took place three weeks
later. It was a great event In literary
circles. The old man was proud Of his
son-in-law. "a new life shall open up
unto him." the editor said. I'VE shall
work side by side, and when ] have
grown too old for the harness, he shall
wear the collar and hames."
Tom and his wife, after supper. sat
in an alcove. almost: sheltered from
view by an oleander.
"How delightful it has all turned
out" said the young wife.
"Yes," Tom replied. "Just % I
thought 1t should"
"But, dear why did you not tell me
OF your wonderful talent; why did you
keep your light hid under bushel Of
modestyp"
at is not my nature to be boastful."
he replied, with peculiar smile.
There's one thing that bothers me q
little. Mildred"
what is itp"
"Why, I was thinking just now that
tho old gentleman would feel rather
depressed II he knew that I hired