The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-05-02
gh aaieta qay Eagle: Saturday aoruug april 2 1891.

you love me, Ernst?
Mr.. Middles bowed, but averted hi!
glance.
She sighed and murmured:
''Ah, am rich
Precisely, Mrs. Vincent. You ar,
rich, you io'y ~ pity L44A--. e--a / All.
the best player On the Pacific coast II
you will marry me, will play; if not,
not"
"Well"
Under the circumstances, l do not
see that more can nationally be said"
"Cut the cards"
Eighteen. golden haired, slim, supple,
adorable Adele Vincent flashed her
scornful eyes on the visage Of Mr.. Mid
dies, who, undisturbed, sat at ease in tie
conservatory.
Mrs. Vincent played solitaire in the
adjoining library, awaiting her afianced
and piquet.
why, mamma is old enough to be
| your mother, Ernst Middles."
81 know it."
"Your motive in making this mon
strous engagement must be purely ner-
cenary."
strictly"
"And you feel no shame in making
the admissiOn5"
None"
"Faughw
"Thanks."
"For what?"-
"For so well expressing my feelings
She sank upon lounge, her pretty
feet crossed, covered her face with her
little hands, and her lovely young body
was shaken with sobs.
Don't cry" said Mr.. Middles.
81 can't help it. Oh, it is infamous"
eyes. Still I congratulate myself"
Congratulate YOURSELF
enthusiastically. l have neither the
brains nor energy to conquer fortune,
therefore marry one"
"You can descend to that?'
81 rejoice to find that can. am not
the fool that 1 might be. Many men
quarrel with their luck l discover that
am too wise for such folly. Compose
yourself, my dear Adele. I'll be a
father to you"
"a father! You are but eight years
older than l. Oh, Ernst. consider. You
have been a son to mamma and brother
to me. We have grown from childhood
together. Papa loved you. Don't, I
beg Of you, don't make us all ridicu-
lous!'
"My word is given, Adele. AS gen.
tleman, l must keep it"
ga gentleman, indeed! I thought
you man, with mans courage, a
mans honor. Oh!'
"Calm yourself"
"Calm yourself! You put me to hui
initiation and sell yourself and your tai
ents for"
1.-The prizes that talent gives years Of
conflict to win. get the prizes without
the conflict"
''The brave young man who was to
face the world and achieve!'
81 have outgrown the illusions of
youth, Adele"
"And you will marry woman in
whose crazed sight your chief merit is
your skill at piquet?"
"You have said it,"
cat least you have the decency not to
pretend that you love mamma"
Love is a luxury, and luxury is not
for the poor. No; do not love your
mother. l love you"
''Mew
81 have for years"
You-you-never"-
"Never told you. Why should I?
Would you share poverty with me,
Adele? Would l, loving you, permit
you? You speak of my talents. l have
tried to use them. They do not exist"
"And YOU
eyes, with my whole heart and soul.
Love you! God! 1t is not in me to ex-
press how much!"
I'm very glad to hear it," said Mrs.
Vincent, wholly opening the library
door.
Mammal"
"One word, Ernst Middles. Would
you as Adele's husband, and provided
for, play piquet with me?"
with pleasure"
YOU'D better marry him, Adele, my
child"
''Oh, mamma! after what has hap
pened?'
Come, Mr.. Middles, the cards are
waiting"
But I'm neither your husband nor
your -in-law, Mrs. Vincent"
$50. Adele make up your mind; yes
Or no. Evidently it must be one or the !
other of US. Now, Mr.. Middles; piquet,
# you please"
Not until after the ceremony, mad
am. Arthur McEwen in Argonaut.
Charity Appreciated.
A benevolent old lady who lives in q
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