Passaic City record., 1891-06-13

my God if you could, l would lie down
at you feet and worship you'll"
.sAs I'm not japanese idol, or any
thing of the sort, sha MT ask you to do
that" said /. 81 owe you little debt
of gratitude, remember. I'll go to-
morrow, and you can depend on hearing
good news"
He shook his head.
"You're dear, good fellow" he said.
~ don't believe any other fellow living
would do so much for friend, don't
indeed. And, Jack, look here, 1 shall
be down in Mexico soon, you know.
Write to me, but don't mention her un-
less you should perform miracle. Then
-then-oh, good heavens! telegraph to
me; send me those words, 'She wears
it, and I'll fly through fire and water,
or, blood, to her side!"
"Wears what, Jacka" 1 asked.
"Oh," said he, 81 felt as though you
could read my thoughts. This ring;
take it with you. If she ever says, .Ill
forgive him., say, then put this ring on
again And when she does"
"All right" said 1.
And he kissed the diamond, and put
it in little box and transferred it to
me.
s.And now her name and address"
"You don't even know what2" he
cried.
did not tell him that he was desper.
ately in love with another girl when we
last met. He was in real trouble and l
did not think it right to joke with him,
and he wrote the lady's name: "Jean-
nette Donald" and the hotel where her
people were stopping on card, and
said again:
"No use, Jack, no use; she said she
would never trust me again. She meant
it."
A week from that time I was in
Washington, and Frank on his way to
Mexico, aud I had called on Mr.. Donald
on business matter, concocted by my
father to help me out.
Dear old dad was as deeply in terested
as I, and had thus been regul arly in
troduced to Miss Jeanette.
She was a beautiful blonde, with
golden hair and violet eyes, and the
sweetest smile, and a little, pensive way
that made me fancy that she regretted
Jack.
But was very artful. I laughed and
danced with her, and walked with her,
and talked with her, and made her &C.
quaintance very thoroughly before ever
mentioned Frank. At last one day I
said:
sYou know Frank Ludwig, do you
not, Miss Donald2 I've heard him speak
CT YOU"
~ was once slightly acquainted with
Mr.. Ludwig" she replied.
Her tone prevented me from saying
any more just thea; but as time went on,
l was more and more determined to do
what had promised.
The old senator had been in the field
when arrived, and 1 had been obliged
to-well, to appear to be very much in
love myself, III order to drive him away,
and he had said some very bitter things
about "young puppies" before ne van
ished. But now he was paying his ad-
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on public occasions dressed principally
in bugies, and leaning on his arm in the
tenderest fashion.
In fact l worked hard for Franks sake
to keep other fellows away from Miss
Donald, and to make her like me, and |
feel that / was a friend, and l had just
got myself firmly into her coed graces,
when with horror which / have no
words to express, I suddenly discovered
that had fallen in love with her myself.
Yes-in love, and in what l had once
laughed at as the Amanda Rosamanda
style" 1t was not joke, but serious
truth that felt that ..the world would !
be desert void' without Jeanette
Donald. You see it was the first time
had been SO much alone with beautiful
girl, and she had been so sweet to me,
and she was the realization of my ideal
of womanlY beauty, with her golden
hair and heavenly eyes, and-a thousand
other things. However, I was not a
false rascal. All that made no difference,
l had come to Washington to work for
Frank, and l would do my best for him.
Conscious as was of my own feelings,
dared delay no longer, and that very
evening took my way to Mr.. Donald's
house, determined to plead for Frank as
though he were myself. She was alone
at the piano, playing softly when l
entered their private parlor.
She held out her hand to me. took
it, and could not help holding it little
longer than / ought.
"Miss Jeanette" 1 said, 81 have
confession to make. Ny acquaintance
with you seemed to come about almost
accidentally; but the truth is, that
came from New York on purpose to
know you."
ISIS it possiblea" said she, blushing like
a rose.
"Yes, indeed, Miss Donald" said.
81 asked you once if you knew my friend,
Frank Ludwig. He who used to talk
so much about you. Oh, Miss Donald,
you are so sweet, so fair, you look so
gentle. How can you be so cruel2"