The Portland daily press., 1895-07-26

WHen Ill WIS SILL, Howard constructed q
rope LADDER, and, placing it under his be-
loved ones window, she escaped from the
seminary, and the twain were made one by
minister In neighboring town.
The midnight express carried the couple
| far away, safe from those who might be in
| pursuit of the fugitives.
Julia wrote to her father acknowledging
her wrong and asking his forgiveness and
blessing, but Mr.. Warner was so wroth
with his daughter for having acted so
rashly that ne vowed he would disinherit
her.
Julia wrote persistently to her father,
but after that first unfortunate epistle all
other letters were returned with the seal
unbroken.
When the young people found that fnan-
cial assistance from Mr. Warner was not
forthcoming, they decided to begin their
married life on tiny scale, live frugally
and manage to the best of their abilities.
After all, when love holds so large a
place in ones heart economy is not such
dreary study, and an abundance of smiles
and encouraging words go farther toward
making happy home than do costly fur
nishings and extravagant surroundings.
The bright laugh of a beloved one has a
truer silvery sound than has the chink CT
numerous dollars in the pockets of on.
whom we simply endure because of his
wealth.
Howard and Julia worked hard, and as
time rolled on we might have s9pn them
any evening ensconced in their little room
in q country boarding house, laying plans
for the future
The young husband knew that sooner or
later his father would learn of his abrupt
departure from college, SO he and his wife
wrote joint letter explaining their situa-
tion in such pathetic way that unless the
man had heart of stone he surely must
relent.
Two days after this letter reached it's
destination paterfamilias was aboard the
train which came steaming into the sta
tion, and in less than half an hour later
the father, Howard and the new wife were
chatting merrily, everything forgiven and
all reconciled.
Mr.. Williams, Howard's father was
none other than the sheriff who had mar
ried Margaret and Mr.. Warner II years
ago.
Julia's striking resemblance to her
mother caused her father-in-law to reflect,
and soon the whole mystery Of her life was
an open secret.
Howard Williams found it comparatively
easy practiolng law with his fathers assist
ance, and as he had always been petted
and paInpered he still found his path in
life was smooth and sunshiny.
Mr.. Williams, Sr., being widower, was
glad to establish q comfortable home and
have his sons wife assume the response
bilitles of the house.
Julia made clever little housewife and
things were decidedly more comfortable
than she had anticipated. Still her domes-
ito happiness was shadowed by the knowl-
edge OF her fathers guilt and the uncer,
ta1nty as to her mothers whereabouts.
Nature had endowed Mr.. Warner with
cold hearb and a relentless disposition, and
while he mourned his daughters loss he
never sought to repair the damage done
by once again taking her to his heart and
forgiving her.
Providence deals with his creatures just.
ly, and one day, without the slightest
warning, when en- route to his old home
stead at c., Mr.. Warner was stricken
with apoplexy, and when the train arrived
at the station he was carried into the wait
ing room, where he died soon afterward
Mr.. Williams, the sheriff and coroner of
6ne Town, was sent to inspect the body and
put seal upon the effects.
Upon investigation it was found that
Mr.. Warner had died intestate so Julia,
his only child and heir, came into posses
sion of his entire estate.
With the money Julia's father had left
she was enabled to employ detectives ad-
vertise in all the newspapers, and after
diligent search had been instituted, when
the girl was beginning to lose heart and
despais Of ever seeing her mother, Mrs.
Warner came to life. for it truly seemed
like resurrection day.
The poor woman who had been SO CRU
ely bufeted about was very glad to re-
spond to the inquiries regarding her where
abouts. When she heard that her daugh-
ter was actually unhappy because of her
disappearance she argued with herself till
all thoughts of her life's imprudence were
wiped out in the anxiety to once again be-
hold her daughters face
Mr.. Williams Mrs. Warner, Julia and
her husband were ever happy and content
ed to let the dead past bury itself and live
for one another and the little ones who
came to widen the home circle.-New
York Telegram.