Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1899-10-26

| that kind do not interest me-"
His face fell; his sensitive nature
always shrank from such careless
words
Everything that interests me
should interest you, Ismay," he OBJ.
served. half soTowfully; but she did
not even hear the words.
"And from this may spring for
tune," she said, musingly. All, Paul,
Paul, make haste Time is flying. We
grow older every day, and yesth is the
season for enjoyment. Make haste,
work hard"
| He looked earnestly at her.
"Why do you so long for wealth,
! Ismay." he asked,
Because of the pleasure and lux
Jury it will bring" she replied. prompt
| ly yet with a smile that disarmed all
anger.
Can l not make you believe, sweet
how many things there are to be pre-
ferred to more money-health, for in
stance? OF what use would all the
wealth in the world be if you were
Iill?'
81 understand all that" she inter-
rupted, impatiently.
Again, money could not buy such
love as mine, sweet-so true. so ten
der! Nor could money buy anything
one-half so precious as that little
darling playing there"
Il understand all that" she re-
peated,
Suppose you had to choose be-
tween me and wealth, Ismay-which
would you prefer?'
What idle words!" she exclaim-
ed, half-laughingly
But you do not answer them, sweet.
Which do you prefer?"
She looked up u him with half
startled glance.
How could such a state OF things
be?' she asked How could wealth
and you be rivals In my estimation?"
THAT could never be, of course,
he replied Il am merely supposing
such a case"
He never forgot the hour and the
words.
They had wandered down to the
brook-side and sat watching the sun
set BY Ismay's side grew large
bush of southernwood, and as they
talked size crushed tho leaves in her
hands. To the last day of his life
Paul Waldron associated all his sor-
rows, joys and pains with the per-
fump Of sOuthernWoOd
you have not answered me-" he
persisted
Il cannot" she said laughing; 4
have not your faculty, for supposing
cases I have not the gift of putting
myself in other peoples places, and
trying TO imagine what l should do"
But Ismay the question is so plain.
you cannot puzzle long over it, If
you had TO choose between money and
me- which would you PREFER"
Such a thing can never be" she
replied; why try to make me solve a
problem that life will never offer to
me? | have read somewhere that peo-
pie never have the one thing they
want shall never have a fortune"
Is a fortune your highest ambi-
tion?' he asked, impatently.
1T is the ambition of most men"
she replied They toll for it all day,
they dream of Il all night, they give up
peace and love for it, they sacrifice
honor, truth, and principle to OBJ
tain &C.; some of them are willing even
20 sell their souls in order to win It.
Inc do long for a fortune, l am only
like the rest.
He looked terribly disappointed,
There is nothing in the world you
would prefer to me?' he questioned.
And then she detected his anxiety
and laughed again.
You want pretty compliments,
Paul suppose that I refuse to give
thom Is there anything on earth
that wives prefer to tneir own hus-
bands"
The eyes raised to his were beauti-
tul In their love and tenderness; he
could not look at that most fair face
end think the heart beneath it any
thing but pure He bent down and
kissed it,
DO not think ! doubted you, my
darling I would rs soon doubt the
mercy of Heaven, 10 is not th6l. but
when q mans heart lies in the hollow
ol womau's hand-wheu his life
lies az her feet when every hope of
his existence is conferred i'm her-is ii
strange that he should try at times to
measure her love for him?"
The passion of his words-the love
I'm his face the unutterable tender
ness OF his manner touched her
deeply She flung away the bruised
and broken sprays OF southernwood,
and clasped her hands around his
neck
"No one can ever love me as YOU do,
Paul she said
and he was happy with unutterable
content Life held much that was