Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-07-31

young girl when she addresses the
young man. and now and then a
flaming red floods her face and snow
white neck. And the young man
listens to and answers only her.
And as the broker looks at this pair
of lovers, his heart contracts still
more. They can never belong to
each other. But if he had lived, or
had left a fortune?
The sick man is entirely forgotten.
And he forcibly suppresses his groans
and signs in order not to interrupt
the conversation in the next room,
not to cause the slightest discord in
theirlowlaughter. In the laughter Of
his wife and daughter. which only to
soon will change into loud sobbing.
Into weeping and lamenting, as soon
as they hear that all this splendor,
their high living, was empty delusion,
their wealth a many-hued. hollow
soap-bubble; when the furniture, the
beds. and the linen shall be sold at
public auction, and among the bid
ders the low remark shall pass from
mouth to mouth: "He too was a
swindler!" They will he driven out
of these apartments that have grown
so dear to them; and into the cellars,
in which they will then live, none OF
these guests here will follow them,
not one; and, in spite of his great
love, the faithful admirer will disap-
pear from the side of the girl.
A light was brought in; the ply
stefan had arrived.
Nothing of moment" said he.
The woman went out with him.
"Will he recover" she asked brief
ly.
Certainly" answered the physi-
clan.
"When?"
Gin II week-that is-are you cour-
ageous?"
"Of course Will he die?"
The physician stared at the wom-
an.
'In q week or two. it is quite GER
tain. Be prepared"
"What does the doctor say?" ask
ed the husband.
Nothing My monthly allow.
ance is at an end. What ami to
do? Are you expecting money!"
"No. My affairs are wound up"
"And what is to become of us?"
The sick man gave an agonized
moan.
The woman continues:
"We must pawn something"
'But what?"
Securities from the safe"
The broker sat up in his bed, and
gurgled in u hoarse, stihed voice:
"They do not belong to me-"
''To whom else?"
"The count intrusted them to me
to speculate with"
You will return them as soon as
you are we'll"
II shall never he we'll again."
"And ifnot? Hestill has enough"
ut is his property
"And WHAT'S to become of u.s."
Convulsive weeping was the answer,
but the woman was not satisfied
with tine answer.
''Beggars?"
"Beggars!"
II, your daughter, your children?'
"All of you!"
'And is this right"
"And is this right" This dread.
full reproach now kept ringing in the
ears of the sick man. "And is this
right" the woman repeated ter
times a day. First she whispered it,
then she shrieked it with a shril
voice. Filled with these merciless
words was the night which brought
no refreshing slumber to the poor
dropsy-ridden man, hut only territy
ing darkness. Now and then he
would raise himself from his sick-bed
with miraculous strength, and stea
into the adjoining room where his
youngest precious one slept, pro
foundly and happily; he would craw
up to the bed and nestle his prickly
face close up to the little, smooth
cheeks and sob-softly. Sometimes
the child awoke and started in fear
for the ugly sick father terrified him
Then like kicked dog. the broker
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again the cruel words would lacerat.
and torture him with unspeakabl,
pain.
"And is that right?"
The next day his condition wal
worse. His stomach was bloated
like "a leather bag: he could no longe
lie down, and he breathed with dit
ficulty.
81 haveno money for the market,
said the woman.
On this day the first paper securi
ty was taken to the pawn-shop. Tn
proceeds lasted for several days
But as they were about to take tn
second paper, there came let
ter from the count. He wrote: s.
have heard that you are i'll. Now
must admit Josef, that you hav
served me most honestly, but there ]
no knowing what may happen. NJ,
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