The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1897-08-11


morning."
4 When / was outside, / held my
| senses just sufficiently to rush back tC
|, Great Russell street. Some one else GO,
5 my seat, ofcourse, a hulking raw young
Scotchman, also Bart's man. wait.
: ed, however, till lunchtime and then
told her all.
"Poor PhiIr1 said she. 'I-rm
: afraid it is all overr'
ave are again among the Greek gods
and goddesses," she cried gently as
she spoke.
"But you love me?'' / asked in a
boiling rage against fate.
'Yes, love you" said she choking
ly-
Very well, then; I shall win you
yet. Bella, always love me, and things
will right themselves"
The kiss We then exchanged seemed
our last, for, though / saw her in the
afternoon, she never again appeared in
the reading room.
/ wrote TO her and received one letter
in reply as follows:
My VERY DEAR PHIL-Papa forbids
me To correspond with you in any way,
and must, alas, obey him. | can only
repeat what you know. You are en-
shrined in my heart. Let Us pray that
the future may he brighter for Us both.
Your friend. BELLA.
Sweet, sweet letter, in spite of the
despair it indicated,
For the ensuing fortnight / was like
one bereft of half of his senses tried
10 work, could not, and ran down in
health at a gallop.
| / learned that Professor Whiteombe
was a cold hearted, scheming monster.
He worshiped rank and money, though
he taught the pursuit of the noble, the
true and beautiful. HypOcrite 1t was
plain had nothing to hope for from
| him.
Then my father compelled me To- see
our doctOr-he and they all were 80
alarmed al my personal appearance,
plus a cough
The upshOt was that in mid-Decem-
Der was in the bay Of Biscay, bound
for Australia Ii was my only chance,
said the doctor. He little knew. One
word from that philosopher fellow, and
/ would have been a Hercules in five
minutes.
However, the Rubicon was passed.
had written ''goodby" to Bella and
received no answer.
Landing ST Melbourne, l at once
made arrangements for going up coun-
try To present certain letters to a cattle
owner, Mr.. Grant. among whose acre-
snd quadrupetis was supposed to have
the best possible chance of regsining
health.
And here I settled down.
1t was less than Is months after
ward that | received an awful note
from Professor Whitcombe informing
me that his daughter was married to a
distinguished colleague in every way
able TO insure her happiness" That
was how he put it. / was further
requested to see both the absurdity and
improperly Of continuing to address
letters TO Bella at her fathers house.
Ny own people confirmed the mis-
erable news They didn't know the |
particulars, but they had seen Bella's
name in the Times.
Once more / had fit Of raving, but |
il passed, and then | set TO work to |
make money the only aim that seemed
left to ME.
Under advice from Mr.. Grant | had !
already bought good block Of land !
now prepared To stock it.
In three years | was worth $1,000.
and scant joy the knowledge afforded |
me.
This, however, was nothing TO what |
happened in the fourth year. Gold
was discovered all along our line OF
country, and an expert had told ME L |
was a millionaire. So it proved. After |
q vast deal Of excitement / cleared out !
of the country fabulously rich consid- /,
ering my antecedents-
But, though rich, l wasn't happy,
being one of those fellows, sometimes
enviable and sometimes 10 be pitied, /
who, having once desired thing, are 4
never happy until they have got it.
Moreover, my heart had gone wrong, !
what with the excitement and my
rather rackeiy, desperate way Of living /
latterly.
The first thing l did in town after
greeting the old folk was to consult old |
Jensen of Bart's- To my disnlay, he |
agreed that my heart was really very +,
wrong.
"What has done it he asked
Disappointment replied careless
ly as my thoughts recdrred TO Bella
"3y the way" he added, there's
downright clever woman specialist | !
would strongly advise you to see"
'You say that exclaimed, aston /;
ished, for the dear old chap knew all /
about my other ease and also had in !
the old time expressed his contempt |
for the fair sex as medicine women.
al mean it, Marrable, seriously as ,
sure you," he replied, with curious
little cough. "She's written a re-
markable little monograph. Here L
have it by me-"
He showed it to me, and a brief
glance proved that the writer st least
knew her subject Mrs. b. Parsons. (
NJ. d. was her name.
Then with a shrug / promised Jen- /
sen would see the lady. Heaven 1
bless the old chap, And what excellent 1
luck il was, my thinking to go to
him for advice.
| was inwardly somewhat amused 1
the next morning when / called in Har-
ley street and joined couple Of de- /
mure middle aged females in DIR. Par
sons waiting room.
In less than half an hour / was d
something infinitely better than anus
ed.
''Be 50 good as to step this way SIR
said the man, and / and my card eH-
tered Bella's sanctum together.