Arizona republican., 1892-01-19

doctor" she said, "and you wondered Is it not sop
 confessed that had felt a little curl ous to know it's history. And here is what the old woman told me:
 The old gold ring had belonged to Elsie's great grandmother. It had once been thumb ring. Elsie looked upon 1t as a sort of heirloom, and had carried it with her as sort of talisman since childhood. One day, after she had known MT. Wilmington few months be- fore they were engaged to be married, the young man had laughingly pulled from his pocket a penny through which some foolish person had bored a hole. Elsie was just about to appear in new character, so Horace, in fun, remarked, "Then take this penny and keep it for luck; you will never fail in part so long as you keep it."
 Elsie entered into the spirit of the the thing and said, "Now, if l could only get my own talisman split would hang the penny onto it."
 That is easily done," said Horace, as he took the ring in his hand and ad- mired it's chasing "I will take it to Evans, in Sheffield, and have it split"
 Accordingly he took the ring, and in few days returned it with the penny hanging to it, Elsie fastened ribbon to it and wore it around her neck.
 Alas! that ring and that penny were the parallels of the characters of the two persons to whom they had belonged. The one pure gold, refined and chased by master hand, destined to be broken by the owner of the baser metal which entered the golden heart and broke it in two and left it.
 When she went to London Wilmington followed Elsie, and there, amid the fol- lies and settlements of the great Baby lon, he came out in his true colors, a conscienceless, loveless scoundrel. It seems unnatural and untrue that man could deliberately lay plans, and take years to mature them, for the ruin of young girls life. But so it was with Willington and Elsie Underhill.
 Plenty of people there are living yet who remember the success of the young actress on the Princess boards, and who remember with sorrow her sudden de- parture and death.
 Wilmington succeeded in his designs, then left her, as it was afterward known he had left others, to drOop and die or to go from bad to worse. He cared noth- ing.
 Elsie's sensitive nature was too high strung. She could not survive the dis grace, even though it was appare mt only to herself Her heart broke, and in the early weeks of December when the mar row little Church street and the roofs of the neighboring cottages were covered with snow; when the tinid robin had become so tame as to fly to the windows of human habitations for the food of charity; when the world was beginning to prepare it's annual festival of peace and good will toward men," the poor little actress, who was delicate flower in the midst of life of nettles and brambles, withered and passed away, to be transplanted in the garden that is kept forever beautiful by those angels whose duty it is to soothe and comfort those poor waifs of humanity who are not strong enough to overcome human ity's blows and buifets.
 What became of Wilmington? l have never heard of him since. Somewhere, probably, he holds an honored position on earth, for he was rich, and wealth on earth covers innumerable sins, but surely when his time comes to go to that bourn from which no traveller ever returns, he will be met by the dark recording angel with a page not yet plotted out, on which he will be shown
 A Penny suspended from a Pure Gold Ring.-Tracey l.. Robinson in New York Recorder.