The Bessemer indicator., 1894-04-28

rix in tho White House. Nobody can
heat him for style, nobody'd think his
i folks was like us-and he's a. good
to Us. Comes up Sundays, gives % all
| he cnn spare. and now he's goin' to
| n.Arry-that's the end
He il going to marry good. mar"
said the older man. IA gal that's cot
| money, one Of them heiresses, and
you see ef he don't help Us on bettern
ever. Pay of our mortgage. give you
| q black silk, likely Ell she keers for
him shc'll let him do what he wants ter,
Why, guess she's nice-mebbs you
| know her, ma'an, Miss Guilder 10 her
name, Esther Guilder."
II know her? Well, yes" faltered
| the heiress.
rs she pretty?" asked the old man.
'No!' said Esther.
rs she stuck upT asked the old
| lady. Esther gave . singular smile,
but made NO answer
"I guess abe is," said the old lady.
"For my part wish he'd choose girl
that wouldn't despise us. Rich folks
are always like that"
"oh, you cannot tell" said Esther.
Engagements are often broken. Per-
haps this one may be. Try to comfort
yourself with that
They had reached the depot, and the
footman opened the carriage door.
I'm glad you were not hurt" said
Esther. Goodbye"
The old couple shook hands, and
thanked her warmly and toddlsd away
together.
When the carriage reached the door
of her own home, Esther was glad
that 1t was dark, 80 that no one could
see her face. She had been weeping
! violently. In her own room she dis
mlssed her maid, locked the door, and
sobbed as though her heart would
break. She felt as though her lover
had doceived her The old mans talk
of her money suggested to hse that he
might have taken her wealth into con-
sideration. But, without that, she never
could marry INTO such family, and
she wns firmly resolved to break with
William Clinton at once. She sat down
to write him, blotted the paper. con-
fused her sentences. tore ths sheet In
two, end rs she did this to Q third
cFy, the maids krock cane upon the
door.
'Mr Clinton. miss" she saiA II
knew you'd see him."
And Esther Guild,r said to herself
easier. quicker.
At all events be firm. Fancy that
worthy. but frightful old lndy. her
mother-ln-law!
She allowed her maid to br,l19 her
hnir anu went down to meet him. He
was standing before the graft, bis face
was pale, his expression grave.
He took her hand and touched her lips
with his, and no words came TO her
In which to forbid him. 1t was he who
spike first.
Esther" he said. my father and
| mother came to see me to-day never
realized before how plain aud ignorant
| they were. or what common people I
came from. You have never met them.
l know enough of you to know that
you are Mt heart an artstocrat. You
despise tie lower classes very much.
l spring from them. Education has
improved me, TINT Is ALL Now, Es-
ther. l want you to see my people be-
fore We have gone too far; they may
shock you, and II they do-wel, We
should not be happy. ! love you with
all my heart and soul, but ] love that
dear old mother and good old father,
l shall always cherish and honor them.
I know their good qualities. and my
wife would have to understand that.
I'm horribly afraid you could not, even
for my sake, and l want you to meet
them and tell me the truth. 1 do not
see how 1 have strength to do this,
but should hate myself II put my
mother In the way of being despised
by my wife. because she used bad
grammar. and oil the rest of it."
He paused.
Miss Guilder had listened with her
eyes cast down.
Now was her opportunity; she could
say:
Il have met your parents. Mr.. Clin-
ton, and you arc right, we had better
part"
But suddenly. something came over
her. tnmultuous rush Of tenderness,
such as she had never felt before.
She knew that whether he came of
well or ill-born people made Mt matter,
or whether his mother was grnmmatic-
al or not she knew that she loved him
so well That she could bear anything
for his sake md that the only real woe
that could come to her. would he to
be parted from him forever. She lifted
up her eyes to his and gave him both
her hands. and never had her voic been
20 low and sweet as when 'he said:
-'Willia:n, / met your parents to-day.
Your mother loves YOU dearly. and
mean to try to make her love me by
showing that good wife he yer wishes
to rob her husbands parents Of his
heart"
She could say no more for he had
smOthered her with kisses.
The heiress. Miss Guilder, whose wad-
ding the fashionable world expected
to be great feature OF the closing sea-
son, was married very quietly after all.
She stood up in her travelling dress
In the little pnrlor Of the house in
which William Clinton was born.
The mortgage was already paid OF,
this old lady wore wonderful black.
silk gown and n emp with white rib
bona, and rs the old man kissed the
bride, he said:
Ma and me seems to think wen
love you nigh about rs well ms we do
Billy before long"
They do. and Esther long ago learned
to love them In return.
Tidal Lake in Western Tennessee.
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