The Lamar register., 1892-05-28

ria NeFIimscy at the dance last
NIGHT: he had struck an arrow
into the heart OF Miss Dalcie DsMure
nt the opera; he had a dead mash"
on Miss Geneyieye Glteige, Of Clifton.
.'Tc.l you what Drummond," oneday
nhct.t a month ago, as he sat down
nnd put his feet uPoa my desk. ~ IN
b, q quauasry, old boy"
Are your said J. "Hor did roo
CO. thsr-f
aoh. Tn dead in liaeAbous i. ! tel
You. It's 40 funny business I'm co
ins 20 get married"
aAad who : the hap'ess-shem'-
the happy fair oue''
"Ah. that's the rub, as vhat's-his'
name SAYS. you knos. That's where
the quandAry :, you So. There's
two oi 'eul-
apou't commit bisamy, whatever
you DO. said /
stun OF course not. But don't
know which Of the two 70 marry it's
a dead sure thing with both OF EN-.
aud-I'l. tell you all aboa; it.
] prepared Tor mhrtyrdoul.
u here's puleie De Murc. you know;
she's the first one. You've seen hcT,
haven't yolr 4 regular daisy she =.
and no mistake Sweets no name for
her. aud I'm dead In love myself I'd
marry her tomorrow Z it want ior
one thin--zhr's minus the stun.
Shes living With her uncle. tho stock
brokcr-yon know Old Ticker, don't
your-but he ~oa't eiye her anything.
oi course. he's got hve OF hrs own TO
provide for. and Dulcie's an orphan
and has nothing Of her oSn. II she
had anything At AL--ny $1,000 or
sod lc. Miss Giltedgc slide without
a shiver But il won't do; Miss G.s
au hciress, they say, TO not lyss then
cool 500, oOo. I've looked into u
urstty carefully, on the stTict Q. /,
and I'm satisfied there's a. least that
much In sight In fact, it's more than
that. Il anything | wouldn't be sur
urissd 20 ind. alter she's landed. that
she's got double that amount Bot,
then. you -ce, shes got devil OF a
temper. and that makes il bad she's
Cu5llooking enough a. least, she sets
hersrlfuu in great shape-Ai style, and
all that-but. you see / never did
fancy a tail, thin woman myself. it's
too much that way with me.
But shes dead gone on
me. Billy, old boy-mAybe she isn't,
thou.h'-aud she don't care a con.
tinentai who knows Il, either. do
wish could ike her. but | can't,
hlnsstly Whenever | try TO think
about har. up rises The picture OF
Dalcie's pretty little mng. and. u
-Yovs TFfia titssse,. flg.ssts away What
the devil l. r fsiier 10 De "fs.>ssssll g = ]. =
Suandary - this7"
"Wny. iiis were 7. Kingston. fshtnid
certainly marry the grl loved. Z I
married at all But could you sup
port her i you had hsrs'
That's Just i;l' ! couldn't support
her in the-sr-style OF life I'm HeCus-
toned to all We should have TO take
rooms at a second-rate hash house
and | should have TO 90 10 work in
some blessed place or other and be
steady and all that, you know, which
! couldn't stand
"Well, then, marry the rich one.
said /, earnestly. IN agree TO be
satisfied If you will.
But ! don't care about her at ALI
III be deyihsh unhappy. ] know /
Fhall: she's got such an Internal
temper. II / could only marry her
money and Dulcie's body and soul"
continued Kingston, rising and walk
ing about the room distractedly.
And then he ran over the entire sub
lect again after the manner OF his
kind.
Finally gave him my advice sober
j.:
Since you ask it. Kingston, you
shall have it. Go and marry Miss
Dulcic and settle down to happy
and contented life. Change your
! habits and live for use instead of
merely for ornament. The man who
really loves woman will be content
with any lot which gives him peace. "A
good home and her. | really believe.
my boy, that such woman as Miss
Dulcle would be the making OF you"
We'll, III study on IL" said he, as
I've snuntered out, combing his
6hiskers thoughtfuIly. Next day
was honored with another visit.
Kingston was irreproachably COTTON
v. As If to 90 out.
We nude up my mind, Drum
Ico' said he, drawing on his gloves.
"thl'
es; rve-er-decided in favor OF
nos this afternoon. She loves me,
yoe know, and all that. though J don't
lov ler, my boy Put her 'boodle' in
the ses.les and she draws to me-secY
Tai 2 old boy"
A.iout 10 next n,c--..a--, Kingston
issred ir.-s-rny room in HE elk
Ore ans gown, all corded ond tagged
anc with disheve.ed hair.
n sorry did ie, after al J"
hen you proposed?"
ep; and now it's all over. ! wish
~ aken your advice. She wouldn't
ma me, Billy"
on astonisA me- cried, with
sem sarcasm.
feel as II I'd wronged poor little
D'asie he continued, dismally.
never oaght to have allowed myself
70 / lay OF on her"