The Dickinson press., 1895-05-11

never reckoning upon u WOmahs ALL
bition. He awoke from his dream
with keenest pain.
It was the day of Dorothy's depart
ure for the seashore and Jack had
called to say good-by. Before leaving
his rooms lie had made the firm reso-
luton to keep his love locked safely
in his heart, but somehow lie ended by
asking Miss Dorothy Hill to become
his wife. She sealed his fate with
two cruel words, II cannot" but dared
not read the despair in his face. 1t
was II peculiar answer, and its tone
indicated that 1t vas the only reply
she meant to make.
If some one had struck Jack IN I'M
expected blow the effect could not
have been more utterly crushing. His
features twitched systematically for a
moment and then he recovered linn
self sufficiently to hide his bitter dis
appointment.
81 thank you for your frankness,"
he said to her, while she gaZed out OF
the window and he did not see the
utter despair in her brown eyes, and
continued in the same hard tone OF
voice: ''If you had been less cruel it
would have been harder to bear. l
suppose there is nothing for me to do
but to depart gracefully and make
room for some other poor fellow-or,
rather, rich one"
A flush Of shame colored her face
and she turned tn him with a pair of
defiant eyes; lit, seeing his face so
full of sorrow, her look softened. Some
good angel prompted her to be a little
more human.
II know what 1 nm throwing away.
A heart of gold for ambition sc mer-
cenary that 1 shudder to think of it.
But, Jack, if you knew how I have
lived in poverty, how l have hated 1t,
you would have some pity for inc. My
aunt, after an appeal to her pocket
book, came down to investigate our
true condition and. seeing my face,
thought it would be a pretty orna-
ment for her drawing room. / am ex-
pected to sell it to the highest bidder.
Forgive me, but you are not the high
est bidder"
A slight sncer spoiled the beauty Of
her mouth and she pushed back her
hair with a gesture which told him
palmer thar words how much she hat
ell herself. If Jack had been Il little
more conceited lie might have known
her intense love for him, but mel are
sometimes very stupid. He took her
hand and held it gently in his and
proceeded to read her q curtain lecture
when he ought to have clasped her in
his arms and demanded the prize.
Dorothy, many women have mar
ried Just as you are going to do, CIV
ing to the world q greater share Of
misery than it deserves. Don't do 1t,
little n I do not wish to prophesy
any II lwinds, but 1 do believe you will
crave something more than mere
wealth. You may not love me but
when you do love YOU will forget all
about this ambition and be what God
intended you-a l0vable woman. You
may think now that money is every
thing, but when you grow old what Is
more beautiful, more precious, than to
know there Is II dear heart which
has batt:ed this world for your sake
and loves you to the end? Then, too,
some accident might mar the beauty
you are SO proud of, and end forever
your plans Of a brilliant marriage-and
yet, even then, my love could never
change"
His voice became husky. and not
trusting himself to say more or await
ing the effect Of hts words. he hurried
from the room. He did not hear his
name called, o the great sob which
followed, but passed down the hall
and walked out into the summers
sunshine. Dorothy, as IL tempting
fate ordered the cart, and, not heed
ing old Perkins caution about the
horse. drove down the avenue. The
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recklessness of the drivers heart.
Faster and faster he went, until with
q taste of the turf in his veins, Prince
put Dorothy's life in jeopardy. She
say the trench in the road too late,
and, with a piercing drive she was
dashed out upon the drive. Alas fol
a worldly marriage! Gentle hands car:
ried her home and DR.. Morton tied
up the bruised head and washed tile
blood from the cuts upon her face
Dorothy was brought to consciousness
by the severe pain and the startling
words, Scared for life." DID she
dream it? No, for when she asked FOL
a mirror she was fatty refused. ant
that was conviction itself. Jacks
words had come true. There she LAY
shorn of her beauty. and Mr.. Wyvillc
the millionaire waiting for his answer
Then like wine coursing through hel
veins came the great and overpower
ing love of her life. She tried to keel
it back, but it flooded her heart anl
soul with sunshine. 1t drowned tn,
agony of her wounds, and she sanl
into delirium from which she did no
wake for many days.
1t was the third week after til acct
dent. Dorothy was sitting near til,
library window. Now and then sh
glanced ut a letter lying upon her lal
and read some of its passages witt
contempt. $50 sorry to hear Of you
sad accident" was n and another
important business calls INT to Pal
is" Not a word about his devotion
: Not a word about his wild desire t
make her his wife. Her beauty wa
: gone and with it Wallace Wyville'
: love.
Every day Jack Dallas inquired q
: the house and with boyish embarrass
ment left his flowers. To-day she ha
sent him word he might see her an
: Dorothy could hardly wait for hi
e coming. At last she heard his voic,
r saying something merry to old PEI
t kins; then the door opened, and Jacl
t erything in his way.
9 "VNish me luck. DOrothy!" he criet
"To.day have entered the firm of On
las Il Dallas. Uncle Dick has take
me into the firm. We are to have til