The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1899-02-04

more charItabiS inclined, contented
Themselves with referring to him us
poor old chap"
Whichever appellatlon was the more
suited to old Simon Bowling, 1t Is GER
tain that neither fitted him exactly. For,
Il he was "horrid old beast" It was
not f,ls fault altogether that he was so,
as the title would seem to imply, be-
cause he was crazy. and scarcely re-
sponsible for his actions. And he GER
talnly was not q poor old chap" In the
literal sense OF the wo.d. because he had
q hundred golden sovereigns OF his own,
tied up In n small canvas bag. which
same hundred sovereigns he would pour
into his lap every evening at s o'clock.
when his frugal supper was finished,
and would count them again and again,
and Eloat over them.
II was known that old Bowling did
this, because he was seen bending over
his treasure one evening by a villager
who happened 10 pass the window OF the
old mans cottage on his way home from
work IN the fields.
tempted 10 deny the fact In his crazel
way he knew ne was 4 miser. Indeed,
he was proud OF It. To the old woman
who would occasionally go into his cot
tage and tidy up Bit as he used 10
call 1t. he boasted OF the fact; and she,
good soul that she was. used to Try TO
persuade him that It was nothing to be
proud OF. But he would not be con-
WINGED.
Don't gou see," he would say In his
,IallY accommodating fortune. and that
some day l shall be rich enough to
rnarry?"
And he would look UP and wait cues
tion!ngly for an answer. But the an
swer never came. for the old woman re-
Gar6ed his utterances as nurse does
those OF small child In truth. she
barely needed them at all. So the old
man grew tired OF trying to interest
any one in his little hoard. And he
would remain silent til the kindls- We
man had gone and he was alone; then
he would begin again. talking to HIM
self
Yes" he would say, as he handled
the sovereigns lovingly, and let them
n
which held them, II have got one hun
dred gold sovere!gns now and some day.
II am very careful, | shall have | 600.
and then will 20 back to Dorothy. ard
she will have learned TO love me by
then, and She will sag, Yes and We
shall be married. Oh. Dorothy. my
Dorothy! You wont have TO wait much
longer now. have got hundred. Only
a few hundreds more. and then
He would break of suddenly and
scratch his POOR old head with his with
cred hand
Stop, stop. Simon. thought" he would
say, after pause. Don't make TOO
sure OF her. Perhaps she will have moth
Ing 20 say TO you when you return 10
her. Perhaps another man will have ia
ken your place. and YOU Will have 10 20
away again forever
\ curious spasm would pass OYER the
OLD features. followed almost inmedi-
ately by CHEEKY. triumphant smile.
What EoIse-se. Simon" he would
continue. ''Of course. she Is true TO
you. She never actually gaid sac loved
you. but she said tina; some day per-
haps. she might. and You said you
would wait always. All. D6rothT.
haven't I waited Years and years? And
l am waiting still And an working
and making money for YOU and for me-
Just little longer. and win come 10
sou. mF Dorothy. my darling Dorothy,
and then no one shall part us"
AND che old mans voice wo.Ill break
down and tears and smiles wouid follow
one another in endless. succession. until
the old clock on the mantelpiece chlmeG
out the hour of ten. Then Simon DowI-
Ing, the miser, would carefully tie I'D
the bag again. and hide It. as always,
under one OF the boards OF the floor.
Each evening the same scene would
be enacted. winter and summe. alike,
and each evening for the past twenty
years and more 1t had been enacted.
Only the old mans Invocation to his
Dorothy would sometimes charge 1T
tie. And occasionally reference would
be mode to some letters. which the old
man would clasp teNderly In his hands.
And ne would try TO read the writing,
ard then would kiss 1t hundred times
writing which was yellow with age
and almost illegib!e-writlng which con-
veyed nothing to mis- poor old brain now,
hut which had once upon time meant
50 much.
For. nifty years ago, Simon Bowling
had loved Dorothy DuIstan. and, more
over, he had told her of his love. Taken
aback at first, she had priced IL and
valued 1t as love which she felt IN
st!nctively was deeper and more lasting
than many passions disnIfied by the
same name. For young Bowling was
not a susceptible man. Women bg the
score had marveled at his impervlous-
ness. mad backed themselves 10 succeed
where others had failed, had tried, and
mad been forced 10 confess themselves
beaten. And then. suddenly, without
any eflort, Dorothy Dunstan had kin
died the spark which the others had
failed TO ignite. and the strength and
passion OF his newly awakened love had
almost frightened her. as II had fright
cned MIN. StralghtEay lie had told her
OF ms great love. had cntreated, had de-
manded. alike in return. and he was
stupetied and stunned when he learned
from her lips that she could not rive Il
TO MIN. For awhile he was .,oDelessly
daZed. Never for second had he
doubted that his passion would be re-
turned. He had anticipated an answer
ing devotion as matter Of course. lie
was q poor man. He knew that. lie had
nothing but himself 10 offer her. But he
was young yet. and he would make
fortune.
She. poo: child. was terrified at his
vehtmence. She liked him; She respect
ed him; she felt that some day she
misht-aye. would-grow to love him,
ard she told him 20. But not yet.
Would he waltz she could not tell him
to nope. because she could give him no
nope But he was dear 10 her. dearer
IMAM any other man she mad ever
known. and she knew that such love
as ms came to woman only once In q
lifetime. She could not say sha loved
him X she did not. Che could not be.
cause she was oal. human. after all
REJECT him irre"ocabiy. But she would
De, she must be. true to herself She
cohid say nothing 10 him 10 give him
hope. And he understood. and. under
Standing, he hoped. because h. Could