The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1891-12-09
DOR0THY'S DIAMONDS.
BY HELEN roRREsr GRAVES.

Bf HELEN fOhhEhI dhANEss
"You can'G be in earnest, Dottyl" said
Ralph Imray.
''But l am in earnest" protested
Dorothy, his wife. ''Why shouldn't l
be in earnest2"
Mr.. Imray laid down the pen with
which he had been following long
column of figures. He was bank ac-
countant, and sometimes eked out his
small salary by bringing home the
books OF neighboring firms to post after
his regular days work was over.
He looked intently at Dorothy. Nor
was she by any means a disagreeable
object to behold, as she sat by the
shaded lamp, stitching away at piece
of yellow China silk which emphasized
her purple black masses OF silky hair and
tine jetty light of her long-lashed eyes.
Some people, to judge by appearances,
are born kitchen-maids; others are
princesses. And Dorothy Imray, albeit
her father was a master carpenter and
her husband bank clerk, was one Of
natures aristocrats-slim, taper-fingered
aud swan-throated, with a delicate com
plexion and profile that reminded out
of a Roman cameo.
"Why shouldn't you be in earnestr
repeated Ralph. ''Because, Dotty
there's a fitness in all things. A poo
mans wife has no business to weal
diamonds.
.'Affs. Clifford wears t6eml" petulant.
ly retorted Dorothy. "And Job Cliff
ford doesn't get any higher salary thar
you do"
"But her father is man of means
Dotty."
.And Luella Dixon has the lovelies
lace-barl She showed it to me yester
day"
"Dixon and differ materially in ou
financial ideas, observed Imray, shrug
! ping his shoulders. "If a man owe
money, /, for one, don't regard 1t as
very smart thing for his wife to b.
Haunting around in costly jewels. Come
Dot, give up the idea. Twenty year
from now may be able to give yo
diamonds"
Dorothy pouted. She sewed ava
with little, swift jerks of the needle.
~Twenty years from now l shall be a
old woman" she uttered.
Mr.. Imray laughed.
"I9l risk that" said he. "No, Dotty
II my wife were to come out in pair G
diamond earrings, my employers woul
be quite justified in scrutinizing my &C
counts. The topaz ornaments l CAV
you at our wedding were good euougl
for you then. Why can't you be cor
tented with them now"
=. Dorothy answered not a word. Th
needle seemed like a scimetar in th
lamplight; the rose.red lips were tight
compressed; and Ralph resumed his per
with a sigh.
Dotty had "got into society" lately
and the little home had never recovere
its pleasant old-time aspect since.
Mrs. Job Clifford and Luella Dixo
were her models now, instead of kin
Aunt Rhoda and the rectors prett
young wife.
The next day Mrs. Dixon called
dressed in fantastic combination sui
with French hat, and real lace sea
twisted loosely around her neck.
"well, Dorothy" began she, "Wh'
did he sayG" Mrs. Imray's pretty fa'
gloomed over.
''Just what l expected" said sh
"of course he won't give me the di'
monds. l might have known tat b
forehand."
Don't be discouraged, DEAR" sa
Mrs. Dixon, with furtive glance.
can suggest a plan. Are we qui
alOne9"
Dorothy looked surprised.
"Yes, said she. "Bridget has goI
to market, and there is no one else 0
this floor"
Mrs. Dixon drew her chair close
Dorothy's sofa.
"Listen" she whispered. "Ho
much money have youl"
"Twenty dollars of my own" Do
othy answered, "and forty that RalE
left to pay the agent our rent. That
sixty. And there's fifteen that Au
Rhoda sent me to match her old brc
AIDED sills with"
"Seventy- -fve" said Mrs. Dixon, c
ultingly. "Dorothy, you shall ha
your diamonds"