The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1890-05-09


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'EPoor girl" he unused, putting away
in slow, disconsolate manner, "what-
ever she'll say, do not know. To think
of John Ingraham going back on me, in
that way"
'Fatherl'
He started violently as a sweet voice
spoke, and a gentle hand touched his
shoulder.
''Yes, my darling" he said, uneasily
shifting his eyes, as he dreaded to meet
the blue ones Of his own child.
II had letter from Harry this after
noon, and want TO read it to you"
Eyes, yes, dear.
che writes:
'''Ihave not obeyed my own father, Hattie,
! when he forbade my loving YOU, but what
/ can say when your father forbids me the
housed know you too well to hope you will
/ consent to meet me secretly, but / will never
/ give you up unless you tell me YOU have
! ceased to love me. l have no money, except
/ from my father, but mean to idle no longer.
! When l can give you a home, ever so
humble a one, l shall come 10 you, and
know you will be true to me. Remember.
- AleitA4i Gil Jul bEAAOALt nusuduus NV
ing you, working for you
''Father, why have you forbidden him
the house?"
Hattie, come round here to your old
place on the arm of my chair. Look in
my face, dear, and tell me if you believe
your father loves your
The tenderest of kisses fell upon his
trembling lips, the sweetest of voices an
swered;
81 know you love me, father"
''And l told your true love to come
here no more. For why, Hattiel John
Ingraham and l were apprentices in the
same shop more than thirty years back,
Hattie, always the best of friends till he
made better thing of life than 1 did,
and got rich. But we never had any
quarrel, Hattie, until to-day, when he
said We were tricking his boy into low
marriage. He said such things as I
couldn't hear said or you, nohow, and
so told him his son couldn't come here
no more. We are very poor, Hattiel"
Eyes, father"
''And with no prospect ahead"
'None."
But we amt quite so low down as to
encourage the boy, when his father will
turn against him"
"No, father; you are right. He must
come no more"
She was sobbing a moment later, but
1t was in her fathers arms, with his ten
der kisses pressed upon her bowed head,
and his voice, shaking with emotion,
cheering her by loving words.
The twilight was almost gone, and
still these two were sitting clasped
in each others arms, when childish
voice cried:
"oh, Miss Gordon, pleasep And
Hattie went to meet the intruder.
She was gone some moments, coming
back quite her cheerful self again.
'What was it, dearl"
''One of my Sunday-school children.
Her brother has scalded himself, and she
came for some of Aunt Abbie's Salve."
"Will it do any good2"
81 hope so. Indeed, feel quite sure
Of it. You know mother gave it away a
great deal, and always kept a supply
made up: and I never knew it to fail to
heal burns, scalds, bruises or cuts"
Hattie, are you sure"
Eyes"
'And can you make it,"
~ have made hundreds of boxes"
''To give awayi"
eyes. only stipulate to have the
box returned, for the TN box costs more
than the saIve. That is cheap. Twenty
FIVE cents will buy all 1 need for fifty
boxes"
s'Hattie! our fortune is made never
thought about that salve, but l mind now
your Aunt Abbie was always Dragging of
it. How much money have we got, Hat
te!"
"Only five dollars"
''That will do for a start"
1t seemed very little to start anything,
but Tom Gordon was man of whom his
companions said, she was all there" and
ne had formed his plans with lightning
apidity. Honest as daylight, he would
have scorned to use any fraud in trade;
but Aunt Abbie's Salve would do what it
engaged to do, so his conscience was
clear. Already the generous use of it
had established its reputation in the little
town, and the Gordons being popular,
there were many purchasers. as soon as
it was known that "Tom Gordon was
going TO try TO make living out of that
stuff that cured Tom, Dick and Harry's
burns, bruises or cuts" 1t was a bless
ing to Hattie, for Harry Ingraham, after
writing his farewell letter, was seen no
more, and many heartache and crying
spell was kept in subsection by the ne
cessity for making salve to meet an
order.
Eve years passed away, and one morn
ing Hattie Gordon, coming to breakfast,
saw that something was troubling her
father. She crossed the room quickly
md took her old place upon the arm of
ais chair. But they looked but little like
Inc same couple in the same position on
he rickety old porch. The breakfast
room was one of many luxurious apart
ments in the country residence of Thomas
boruoni Esq, ana the proprietor MIL
self, in his gentlemanly attire, looked
every inch prosperous man. cannot
say that Hattie was very much prettier
at twenty-three than she had been at
eighteen, but her dainty morning dress Of
white lawn, with rose pink ribbons, GER
tainly was more becoming than the very
often washed calico that was her usua
morning wear when she worked in the
factory and was her own servant at
home.
For Aunt Abbie's salve had proved a
success, and Hattie no longer needed to
touch her slender fingers to the hundreds
and thousands of boxes that passed from
the Laboratory" of Thomas Gordon's