Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1893-04-03

often termed the "wizard OF Wall
street." The pleasure of making money
rapidly gave him satisfaction, but as the
novelty off it passed off it became bur-
den to him.
He was rich nova millionaire sew.
eral times over. But he was unhappy
and lonesome. He shivered as he en-
tered his damp room at tho hotel.
There was no one to welcome or cheer
him. If sickness should overtake him
he could hire the best professional SER
vice, but there would be no natural
warmth or sympathy for him. He was
at that age OF life when family is most
appreciated. If his life had been or
dered differently If he had only mar
RED some one else!
No, he did not wish that. If he had
never quarrelled with his first Lowell He
knew now that he was all to blame. He
had been a bear-a fool. He had played
with the affections of Jennie, aud she
had endured his childishness patiently
for time. Her meek, patient eyes were
so expressive, and when they parted the
last time tears were in them.
The flower woman's face and eyes re-
called it all. They haunted him all that
night. They were the exact imitation
of Jennie's, only older and more ex-
pressive. The glare OF the electric light
might have caused the illusion, but he
would investigate. He could pass the
flower stand again and stop to make
another purchase of flowers.
Such eagerness to reach the place on
the following day was seldom exhibited
by the banker. 1t was now broad day
light, and he could satisfy his own mind.
But he was disappointed. A girl of ten
summers stood at the place and dis
pensed flowers to tee public.
"Flowers, sira" she asked in childish
voice.
"No-yes," John scollard said me-
chanically, pulling some money out of
his pocket. "Give me some roses"
He watched the deft fingers as they
flew quickly around the cut flowers.
"Do you own this stand2" he asked
abruptly.
"No, sir, mamma owns it. She keeps
it in the afternoon and l attend in the
morning2'
"Oh, 1 seew absent-mindly. "But
what is your name2"
"Jennie Morrow-I'm named after
mamma"
The bankers face blanched little.
Morrowl Morrowl Yes that was the
name of the man who had married the
girl he once loved. Her name was Jen-
ME Morrow and the very picture of her
mother. He looked at the golden head
and the blue eyes. The girl noted the
steady stare of the man, and her young
cheeks flushed little.
"Do you live around here2" he asked
again. ~ mean would you mind giving
me your mothers address3 I think
know her. Pm an old friend-knew her
years ago."
He obtained the desired information,
and dropping a coin In the girls hand
he hurried away. He took an early boat
to the seashore. He wanted to mediate
upon his discovery. A new happiness
appeared to open before him. His early
love was apparently widow and il
| poor circumstances.
This impression was confirmed on the
following morning when he sought out
her lodging. 1t was in one of the tene-
ment house districts, and everything was
dirty and filthy. This sight rather
pleased him, for he thought of the great
change he could bring into the life of
the woman he loved. She was alone
with her daughter, and poor; he was
alone and rich.
"You must come to me-" he pleaded
when he had explained his mission. al
have always loved you, Jennie, and my
life has been made miserable by that one
mistake. am rich, and can give you
and your daughter good home. You
must leave this low place, and become
my wife"
Was it her pride that kept the answer
from her lips which her heart dictated
She could only refuse this kind offer
Love might prompt it, but it now seemed
too much like charity to accept. H,
had pleaded this way before, and hel
heart trembled with emotion at the re
membrance of it. He left her, finally,
disappointed and crestfallen. He could
not move her. She would not listen t.
his words of love and affection.
His life seemed more lonely than ever
His handsome rooms were devoid O
all comfort. Even his business lacked I
certain charm which before attracted
him. With all of his wealth he coulc
not give anything to the poverty-stricker
woman whom he loved. Small present;
she would accept, but nothing expensive
But he heaped gifts and luxuries upor
her daughter. This he could do with
propriety.
Finally he prevailed upon her to lie
him educate her daughter. She was sent
to private school, where her natura
gifts soon developed. Her mother hac
taught her the primary lessons of educa
ton, and she was not very backward il
her studies from the beginning. job
Scollard took deep, fatherly interest il