The Red Cloud chief., 1892-09-30
HOW HE CONQUERED.


HOW he CONQUERED.
business aud Love happily Blendcd-A
Pretty Romance.
Detroit possesses one.of the most mod
est men In the world. Vet, withal, he
Ia very successful In business. and nov
he Is successful in his heart affair.
Possibly IL was because he was 80
busy that he had no time TO learn tho
art of love, but whether 30 or not, IL Is
true that in some fifteen years Of n
hood he had made no progress In secur-
ing a mate until within the last three
months.
A year y u very intelligent and
handsome young woman took q position
in his office as typewriter.
From the very beginning he admired
her, and day after day m she did her
work this admiration grew into some
thing stronger. Six months after her
first DAYS work no had called ut her
mothers house to see her, and after
that he liked her still better, and II
soon became evident that she had u
preference for him, but his ditidcnce
was too great and he never dared ven
turc beyond the limit of u pleasant
Friendship, or. ut least, he never mon
toned IL to any u II he did, and least
Of all to the pretty typewriter.
A mouth ago. however, q happy
thought struck him n he proceeded
to- put IL into execution. About 4
o'clock one afternoon he came into his
| plncc of business with nm air of heroic
| determination.
/ az ..,.l MI. n ~ IA, a.t1 - N1,n
young woman, you would bring your
| typewriter into my private Office. l
have u special letter I want written"
Certainly" she replied and followed
him, the porter carrying the instru.
mcnt.
Now" he said, when everything
was fixed and the door shut. Twill you
please write carefully what I have to
sayp"
She nodded and the instrument began
to click.
Detroit, Mich, July 10, 1902.
Dear Mother:
| write you to-day to inform you OF a
fact which l am sure you will be glad
To near Of. For the first time In my life
! am in love-
The instrunent gave a half choke and
the girl appeared To have caught her
finger or been hurt some way, but the
man gave little heed to It. tts
'The woman no went ON, who has
won my heart ~ rich"
Again the instrument hitched and the
poor little typewriter gave u gasp. II
had not occurred to her before 10 think
10 much Of this q
"In all the graces," he said slowly,
(which constitute true womauliness,
and II for my heart which she has un-
knowingly taken from me, ! may hope
to win her. I am surc l shnll have q
wife and you u daughter we shall both
be proud Of"
The pretty typewriter hid recovered
her wonted skill and was writing along
without u fiutter.
~ have never spoken to her." he con.
tinued, ION the subject, and perhaps ]
may never do SO, for ] cannot unlcsa
there is hope for love, for we IRE very
good friends, and I understand that
where love would be, friendship cannot
exist, and | do not care to hazard that
which l nave for that which may never
be-"
He stopped q moment and the young
woman looked up quietly for him Il
proceed.
"Dcar mother" no went on, ''thi.
, young woman who has SO gently and
innocently led me captive, and who ha,
; all my future happiness In he'
hands"
Tho girl was growing nervous again
, and that she was making an effort Il
conceal her suffering was plain, bu'
| the man gave no more heed than u
first.
t u.s." he went on. my typewrite
and"
! Then she stopped before she ha'
written the last two words, aud raising
her big brown eyes to his face she looke'
ut him q~uestioningly.
, He stretched out his hands TO he
helplessly and fifteen minutes later h
: said TO her s~miiingly:
y "Let us write a new letter, dear, t
our mother"
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