The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1899-08-17

\AA~ laugh at inc for
! C this extremely
q iaudable and per-
Srctly natural ambition. As for her,
tns wasted her substance in riotous
living, spending every cent OF her
salary on opera tickets, imported toilet
vrtic,es anl tortoni biscuit with a
, eckless disregard for the future that
Could only mean one thing, namely,
matrimonial hopes.
| And to tell tho truth, Lucille was
attractive enough to warrant her hav.
S-x some hopes in this direction, aud
ould have had her pick any time
G,om half dozen young fellows, each
N'1e Of whom got almost as much salary
a. she did.
Bnt that hns nothing to do with my
Cwn ambitions, which wero Of very
.ifIcrcnt sort. I say we're, for Tn
rotyo sure about them now, my first
experience as capitalist having rather
CHsstt!ed my ,icws Of life for tho time
being.
, I was very Young indeed whe, I
first formed my ideas as to the desire-
S,ility of wealth. 1t was way back in
,uy childhood when old Mr.. Higginson
uasd 10 come to church in his great
,nr>linsi overcoat anl dirty linen,
snl I observed how the minister and
shs elders crowded around him to
shaks his hand, when lie was such n
1,stsful old curmudseon that had
l,ritatcly thought the Lord ought to
lave made some sort OF public
apology for Perpetrating him Oh the
community.
'Oh, Higgiu on has got q lot Of
money out a. Interest,"" my father
-~ould soy when ventured to wonder
why people made such o fuss over 9
silrty and disa5reeablc old man.
What . marvellous power money
emit at interest" must be, thought
when IL can transform even Mr.. Hig
Ginson into m acceptable companion
And so at that early ago Twas made
noa,vainted with the potency OF wealth
nnl J. resolved that some day /, too
shoulI have money out at interest. ,
When was ma lie head stenosfaphel
in . big law Office considered my
ambition as good rs realized 1t hat
seemed 80 far away bofor1 that Ia
nsysr tried to save sery much, but
now that it wa. iairly within my
reach I began v lay up money at {
frantic rate.
III you ct another raise in you,
sa,sry yoyh be so stingy you'll tax.
.uiuuctng out of the mucilage bottl.
snd. earring your bicycle suit te
ChwSh," declared Lucille in disgust
.ut I just let her ieer and kept OF
e,onomizing, aud ut last there came {
ssy when had $500 in the bank
Mr.. Adams, . friend of my fathers
invested it for me in q first mortgage
on \ suburban cottage, and when tn,
papers were signed I went HON,
flushed aud triumphant.
Congratulate ME, Lucille, / cried
throwing myself into chair and IN,
hat on the couch. II hat inveshti
gated mein moneys"
Lucille was trimming hat to wea
to tho theatre that night, one of thos
silly white tulle affairs that singh
shower will transform into au imita
tiop custard Pie before your yer
eyes.
"Hnh!' she exclaimed, II belicv
yoW think you've done somethin
really fine. Sara Dunning, if 20
dou's look out, your face will gro,
hard just like Mr.. Higginson's.
what do I carer" 1 retorted sayly
'I've got money ont at interest, IL
ellie. Do you realize what tbs
lneans?"
1T means that you've worked lik
a-slAve and denied yourself OF pleas
ure Tor year and half TO get it, an
you're as thin as chad and yellow &
slssaon. Come on and so to the tn,
afro tonight and foi get that you're
capitalist long enough to enjoy you
seN, that's dear"
but the fever was in my blood, an
ltNouldn't listen to her.
Be- went on putting money in I'll
bank and looked forward eagerly
the time when the interest on my il
vestmsnt would begin to como in.
fIt!was paid promptly enough Il
6rst quarter and the second. Then
lapsesl Six. months went by and ,
interest.
tn. seems to me-" remarked Il
ellis ono day, "that you'd. better i
vsstiaate' that money in dead ca
neati"
',EOs', don't worry yourself I
totted, snapPishly. vas nervous
late, and besides, Mr.. Higginson "
allowed to be as cross as he liked,
remembered.
- -Well, it's q great thing to ha
mooney ont al interest" she respond
aiTily, tiliin.. her sailor hat over b
nose and shaking out her rustli
skifts preparatory to going ont. S
WA really outrsgeously pretty.
AZ tho door she met some ono co
ing In. A pale, foriorn. looking q
woman, with a pinched face ana
appearance of having cried for
lnouths.
~. this Miss Dunnings" 5
aAked. 4
lassured her it was, and she %
coded timidly: II called to see )
G',oat that mortgage"
"Ah, yes" I said, Fastening
shut the door on Lucille, who v
lingering in the ball ia m unpr
eipled fashion which I could not
prove.
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tNymsnts lately, sssssnt en- my visi
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