The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1891-07-10
HER AWFUL DAD.
His Curious Wedding Gift-Was 1t
Simplicity or Intended Rebuke.

Simplicity or Intended Rebuke.
''There was a fine old gentleman in
this city-he died not many months
ago--who from the humblest begin
nings made his way steadily up to
commercial fame and immense wealth.
all by the manufacture of SOAP said
a New Yorker the other day, "and
with all his wealth and prosperity he
never forgot how a poor man feels or
lost any Of his consideration for the
rights of Others. Pride never pulled
him up nor made him ashamed of his
business or his early history.
HE was proud of the purity and
excellence of his soap, and the secret
of his success over his rivals lay in the
! fact that he invented several processes
for cheapening the manufacture of
that article, and his great factory in
this city was full of his own invention
and manufacture. He made one
ample fortune solely out of patenting
the ideas of his fertile brain and sew
eral others by selling the manufac-
lures he was thus able to turn out.
"His wife was as intensely purse
proud as he was simple, though her
origin was as humble as his own, and
her daughter took after her. This
| child married well, as they saw, this is,
a young swell about town proposed to
her on account of the great wealth he
knew she would inherit. When the
engagement was settled the daughter
and mother asked the old man what
he was going to do in the way of set
ting the young people up ia life.
Here they ran up against an I'M
expected snag. The old boy would
give nothing in the way of a dowry.
He thought the bridegroom should
support his wife unaided till her
fathers will gave her a share of his
estate. The utmost he could be pre-
vailed upon to do was to give his
daughter "a wedding present. What
this would be he steadfastly refused to
say just then. On the wedding day,
however, his gift to the bride was the
deed for a handsome house in a fash
ionable street, completely furnished
in costly style from top to bottom.
"The bridal Jour had all been ar
ranged. so no stop was made by the
lElDD1 pair " tAdtutIlG LIS lICN HOUSE,.
All through the honeymoon they
talked of the pleasure they would
would have in going over the house,
examining the pictures and the plate
and entertaining their friends in it.
Great was the delight with which
they entered their new home on their
return. The carpets were velvet, the
hangings of silk and lace, the furni-
ture hand carved, the pictures old
masters. the linen of the finest, and
silverplate was everywhere, ever in
the kitchen.
'"The bridegroom was delighted, but
the brides cheeks were crimson, and
her eyes flashed a fire that tears could
not quench. Everywhere she looked
she saw familiar objects that filed
her with rage. SnatchIng d heavy
silver salver from the table she showed
to her husband, engraved on it minu-
tely, but with elaborate detail, the
representation of a bar of soap with
he fathers well-known trademark
on it.
This queer crest was everywhere
about the house. worked into carved
furniture, woven into the linen and
hangings, and even painted on the
carriage and stamped on the harness
which were presented with the
house. 1t was the old mans greatest
pride, that trade mark and what it
stood for, but whether he had it put
on his daughters things out Of sheer
simplicity of heart, or whether he in
tended it as a rebuke to her foolish
pride, l never found out"
Joe Was Left.
In a quiet street in the Seventh
ward there dwells a ~resceptive bach
elor with large ears. He relates a bit
of doorstep dialogue which reached
him the other night after he had re-
the open window of his hall bedroom
water he had been imbibing.
Now, Joe, / do not want you to
talk that way about Jim any longer"
such were the words that quickened
his impulsive curiosity. He looked
out. Down on the steps next door
was the daughter of the house and
n of her admirers. 1t was mid
nights bewitching hour, and all the
neighborhood was deep in sleep.
We'll, | want to know said Joe,
earnestly. what Jim and you were
talking about the whole evening
down there where / saw you both and
you wouldn't look at me?n
The daughter of the house laughed.
Jim would't like it q bit if l told
you,n she answered.
Then Joe said he didn't care wheth-
er Jim liked it or not; he wanted her
to tell him all the same.
HE was talking about us getting
married, she said, and she laughed
again.
"Marriedm Joe exclaimed.
Yes; why not?n she said.
tSaY. Bella. do You know what that