The Sunday morning news., 1891-12-20
IA LOVER AND HIS LASS.
There Are Things Gold Cannot Buy and 1t is Love That
Makes Christmas Merry
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.

Think His little betrothed tossed her
head
Il hope, lIerford." she said. that am
| lady, though not rich one, and she as
sumed prudent air and walked apart
| from him.
/ Now Marjorie knew perfectly well that
| Herford had not the slightest intention OF
! making vulgar demonstration of affec-
tion OH the principal thoroughfare of the
! town at its busiest hour, but this vision OF
| the equipage of Mrs. Clipper and her
! daughters in all their finery, bending SUI
percilions glances-or SO she fancied-
upon poor pedestrians, finished the work
of the little demon within her. She walked
on stifiiy, her fingers interlacing within
her muif, keeping distance between her
self and her escort.
| There was little triangle of park hard
by, deserted in this winter weather, bnt
| there were benches there under the bare
trees Herford led her in at the gate ard
, made her sit down. st is SO mild that you
cannot catch cold'' he said 81 ought to be
ashamed of myself I've walked TOO fast
for you" He seated himself beside her, but
| her features kept their woebegone express
| sion.
i "Oh, haven't walked too far" she said;
"only don't want to exhibit my common.
| homemade things any longer among those
elegant costumes should be as good
| looking as those others if | had their
| clothes, their jewelry. You asked me il
| was tired, Herford am, but not of walk
ing; Pm tired ofliving, if must be poor
and never have anything nice-never-
| never-never."
my pet" he said, 'what ails your You
are ten times ~prettier than the Clipper
| girls-twenty times. Pm sure your frock
is very nice and it becomes you; and all
that is worth nothing if one has enough,
as you always have and always shall while
live"
Enough" she answered; "why should
common things be enough for me when
others have but to wish and take? Why
shouldn't have velvets and real laces and
diamonds? Why shouldn't l ride in my
carriagep"
son, you SHALL" said he, "some day.
Pm certain to get on, and then you shall
have thousands of blank checks, and I'll
send messenger to the mines of Golconda
for specially big diamonds, or if Golconda
isn't worked nowadays, wherever they are
to be found. Meanwhile we can be happy
together, happy and content"
IOQ luahS liSAb "a SFOi WILLY, HhO
said; .you have no ambition. | think
you'd be content forever in a little shanty
in by street where the negroes live, with
sunfiowers in the garden behind the clam
shell borders and suovepipe through the
kitchen ceiling"
"Assuredly, il you shared it," Herford
answered.
Sharing it would only double the mis-
prv " McriOria cried DaSSiOuutply
But since we shall never live in q
shanty in a by street, where so many sun
flowers flourish" said Wayne, why think
of it?'
"Oh, Plum row and Maple street are al
most as bad compared to these avenues"
Marjorie said. "It seems criminal to be
content with common things when there is
SO much that is splendid to be had for tax
ing the trouble Only lazy folks are not
willing to make sacrifices for future good. !"
Marjorie" said the young man, more
seriously than before, II know a fellow
whois engaged to girl. He loves her and
thinks that she loves him. Hecould marry
her and live together in plain comfort, but
he is going to leave her for long years in
order to make a fortune. told him that
he was selling his birthright for mess of
pottage, but be answered that | did not
know what was talking of; that women
cared SO much for money and all that 1t
would buy, that poor man had no right
to marry; that the girl he was engaged to
was quite willing to part indefinitely, so
that they could some day live in luxury.
What do you think of her, Marjorie?"
.'She is very sensible GIRL" said Mar
jorie.
Herford's face flushed.
'Marjorie," he said, still trying to laugh,
though it was hard work, ''jilt me and
marry a millionaire" She did not smile.
NO. she said. Il shall keep my prom
Use, but cannot help wishing"-
THAT were millionaiies" he said.
"Oh, that goes without saying" she an
swered, shivering little as she rose. II
suppose we might rs well 90 home" And
they left the little park in silence. And it
was he who kept the distance between
them on their way to her door. Arrived
there she said:
well, here is the shabby old place
again." and he only answered, "Goodby."
Ten minutes afterward she was saying
to herself:
'We. parted without kiss for the first
time since our engagement" Half an
hour later she was shedding tears Of re-
pentance. But it was little too late. She
was to pay her penalty for that demon of
discomfort which had SO spoiled poor Her
ford Wayne's holiday afternoon. Mean
while, Herford had gone home to his
mother.