News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1903-08-05

lthey reach home, they have come to
man, and not the highest order at
that. For awhile they have a siege of
discomfort, wondering where it's all
gone. Finally the man is forced to
go about his work, and the woman
gets to making things 10 go on the
backs of chairs and trying to spread
her rousseau over the next year, and
they begin TO court resignation. Now,
if they had not had the glamour at
tack they would have got down to
business sooner, that's ALL and they
would have set better example to
other plungers. Now for the second
illustration: Poverty on one side,
Doodle on the other; more glamour
than in other case because of the gulf
between They get married; they have
to. They've inherited the stupid idea
that the Lord is at the bottom of it
and that the glamour is his smile.
Like the other couple, their eyes are
finally opened to the facts, and they
begin to secretly wonder what it's all
about. The one with the spondulics
wonders harder than the one who has
none If the man has the money, he
will feel good at first over doing so
much for his affinity. but if he has an
eye for earthly valucS-and good bust
ness men haye-there will be times
when he will envy Jones, whose wife
had as many rocks as Jones. Love
and capital go together like rain and
sunshine; they are productive of some
thing. Then if the woman has the
money and the man hasn't there's
tragedy-a slow cutting of Threats.
She is irresistibly drawn with the rest
of the world into the thought that she
has tied herself and her money to an
automaton, for such men are invari-
ably lifeless. They seem to lose \the
faculty of earning money-in any other
way. And as for a proper title for the
pennless young idiot that publicly ad-
vertises himself as worth enough, in
himself, for girl to sacrifice her
money to live with him-well, the I'M
abridged does not furnish it. Jack ASS
In billboard letters would come nearer
to it than anything that occurs to me
now. I'm not afraid to say it, for l
know you'd never cause any girl to
give up her fortune without knowing
at least whether you could replace 1T
or not"
Alan arose and paced the room.
THAT" he said as he stood between
the lace curtains at the window, against
which the rain beat steadily-"that is
why | feel so blue. | don't believe
Colonel Barclay would ever forgive
her, and I'd die before I'd make her
lose a thing"
''You are right" returned Miller. re-
Fighting his cigar at the lamp, and
he'd cut her off without cent. | know
him. But what is troubling me is that
you may not be benefited by my logic.
Don't allow this to go any further.
you'll find in a few months that you
are resigned to it. just like the average
Widower who wants to get married six
months after his loss. And when she
is married and has baby she'll meet
you on the street and not care a rap
whether her hats OH right or not She
will tell her husband all about it and
allude to you as her first, second or
third fancy, us the case may be. |
,llave faith in your future, but you've
got long, rocky row to hoe, and a
thing like this could spoil your useful
ness and misdirect your talents. If |
could see how you could profit by wait
ing, I'd let your fame burn unmolest-
ed; but circumstances are against u.s."
I'D already seen my duty" said
Alan in low tone as he came away
from the window II have an engage
ment with her later, and the subject
shall be avoided"
Good man. Miller's cigar was so
short that he stuck the blade Of his
penknfe through it that he>might en-
Joy it to the end without burning his
fingers. That's the talk! Now l
must mosey on downstairs and dance
with that Miss Fewclothes from Rome
the one with the auburn tresSes that |
says delighted whenever she is spo- |
ken to-"
Alan went back to the window. The |
Edlu WAS sun DedllnS Oh IT, roT lonS |
time he stood looking out into the
blackness. The bad luck which had
come to his father had been a blow to
him, but it's later offspring had the
grim, cold countenance of death itself. |
He had never realized till now that |
Dolly Barclay was so much a part of |
dis very life. For Il moment he almost
gave way to sob that rose and strug-
gled within him. He sat down again
and clasped his hands before him
dumb self pity. He told himself that
Rayburn Miller was right; that only
weak men would act contrary to such
advice. No, it was overall, all over.