Arizona republican., 1892-10-30
HER PROMISE.

nee is a mighty long time getting that
s.er," he muttered as he rose and
sbbled to the end of the cottage porch.
q put aside the vines that screened the
NV and looked down toward the lower
al Of the garden, where a cool spring
nyled up from the earth. well, il
N amt talkin agin with that pauper,
ys Rowland" growled the old man.
Iucel Say, Luce, ! want your he
aned.
I'll be there in a minute, father"
aled back comedy girl Of eighteen.
No stood near the spring chatting with
plsinly dressed youth Of about the
sas age. She reached for the pail of
u.sr which Angus Rowland still held
IBIS hand and said, with a smile: II
est go, Ang. Father wants me-"
II seems to me, Luce;" said Angus
be gave her the pail, "that your
tAer always wants you when he sees
To- : around. He hates me for some rea-
g, but if it's all right with you can
and il"
Lucia looked troubled as she said,
GOodby, Ang," and turned toward the
rase.
Old Marsden was an extremely litter
man, but in business ventures he had
ways been successful, and now, though
,pnfrmed invalid, his head was full of
lssmes and devices, and he used to sit
khOurs at time planning measures
which his hoard Of wealth might be
erased. Lucia took after her mother,
" had been "a powerful good woman"
LsEople said.
luce said the old man as she ap.
pared at the door, II want this to he
y last of your talking with that good
nothing lout, Ang Rowland. The
Ia Of likely girl like you talking
hsndly with such trash! / won't have
snd if he don't steer clear I'll give
IN something to remember me by"
' b the old man shook his cane vigor-
Ely.
4 do not see why you should dislike
n so, " said Lucia. "He has had hard
ne getting along, but that isn't his
kit"
His father was cut out to die in the
Ehouse," yelled the old man, "and
u didn't he die there?'
Because" Lucie answered, "Ang
nked hard and took care of the old
|kks"
Her father scowled. "Old Rowland
Is intended for the poorhouse, and no
pod comes of tightin Providence. He
s8 without a cent, and SO will the
/ wing Teller. But that amt the point;
H-s are plenty Of fellers round here
b has money, but there amt many
n gals as you be. l reckon. Why.
r., you have the choice Of the town,
n It's your solemn duty not to be
VA The misery features OF the old
u relaxed somewhat as he admired his
|a,ghter's comely face. He experienced
md Of fatherly affection for her, and
~ even willing to spend money freely
b she might make a good appearance.
sssnever he saw her dressed in some
~ article of apparel he would mutter
himself, Its all right; it will all
ne back; know good investment,
h have made a good many-yes, a
pol many"
Atew evenings after the event above
IShUned Lucia was walking in the
rten when she heard some one tap
s:.ly at the gate, and in the moonlight
n Angus Rowland. He wants to see
4 she thought as she hurried through
L hlacs 10 the garden path. Father
u miss me if am gone long, said
-'aa ON approaching, "but we can
M for a minute"
Luce, said Angus, IL have come to
~ goodby. Your father says for me
aEeep away from you because / am
or and he doesn't want you to marry
lNuper Well, l am going away for
rs years, and when come back I'll
sHeh-rich enough to suit your father"
exclaimed excitedly, striking the
hoe heavy blow with his fist.
4 don't care about you being so rich,"
Il Lucia. I'm like you just as well
you are poor, but don't stay away so
Gg, and she looked beseechingly into
3 face. you may have bad luck, You
e5w, and not earn very much money
e'sr al, but III think just as much Of
"a Are You going far" she asked,
'Elng down at the ground.
10 California" said Angus, land |
H1E just what | shall do when / get
~.'e TOO. Father often told me of a
Aty in California where all sorts Of
III will grow almost without cultiva-
"a, Father wandered down there
IN be was ont among the mines, and
slg used TO a fruit country he knew
p what wonderful place it was.
{ q have gone there himself if his sick
IS hadn't come on, but he told me
so0i it time and again, and he gave me
q little map" and Rowland took an
J. Torn paper from his pocket, and care
~ opening it pointed out by the
sishi moonlight which broke through
I, trees the colorado Of his hopes and
Sutton. THAT valley is mine, said
and | am going there and plant
esas~
'Luceg' called old Marsden from the
~sse, where be your"
here am, father" Lucia replied.
Well, il seems to me that you are a
e-slty long time gone" cried the old
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