The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-02-01


work"
He smiled little sadly.
Liking has nothing to do with it, I must
make money"
Money" scornfully. Art and artistic
work ought surely to come before money"
ITO you who have plenty of money it
must seem So"
How do you ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
have plenty?"
He laughed and REDEEMED slightly.
Every one here knows that Miss Len
nox is wealthy. and that her learning book
binding is but passing caprice
1t Is nothing Of the kind. And why
should it be? IT'S well to learn something
properly. Who knows when one may re-
Quire to work.
WHO indeed? But trust you may never
fall upon such days. I have known them
long, and now that an uncle has offered me
n good berth in his business in New York,
l must go and make all the money I can,
for the sake of my mother and little broth
er and sisters"
You are noble" Jesisca cried, looking
at him admiringly. 1T is splendid to sacri-
flee oneself for others like that / could
not do IT,"
"Oh. yes, you could" he said, warmly.
There is strength and determination in
every line Of your lovely face"
Really. Mr.. Barton with an uneasy
laugh, ''you-" ~
Forget myself you would say. and truly.
But your coming here has often puzzled
me. Without great perseverance and
strength or will you could not have given
up the anus ernents and
"Oh. amusements'- Struggling her shout
ders-"bore me intensely. You have no
idea what dull affair the life of the aver
me it is impossible. And often wish 1
were poor that might.
'Don't!" he cried quickly Poverty
would not suit you 4s
She laughed merrily.
How serious you are. And now. when are
you going?" So
Tomorrow. This is my last day in Eng
land .,.s.55s: sisssS
Eve shall miss YOU"
"Will you?"
His face lit up with look of inexpressi-
BILE joy and he moved nearer and laid his
hand on hers. Then with a start and sud-
den change OF color he drew back and be-
gan to put his tools and work away.
Some day you'll be coming home again
a wealthy man. Jessica said, cheerfully.
and making an effort to speak in her
natural way. Perhaps, then, we may
meet Who knows?"
81 pray heaven We may" he cried. his
eyes turned full upon her face. But no.
with nervous, somewhat bitter laugh, 81
shall never make fortune-never"-hs
voice sank TO dreary whisper-"meet you
again. Good by, good by!' And before
the girl could say another word he was
gone.
III.
For some days Adrian Barton's departure
and his prospects of success in America
were the subject of many whispered con-
versations i'm the studio. Then something
new turned up and his name was men,
toned no more. His fellow-pupils appeared
to have forgotten his existence.
Missing his kind assistance, his clever
advice and the sympathetic and artistic in
terest he had always taken in their work,
Jessica resented this speedy forgetfulness
on the part of her companions, and was in
clined to tell them so in a few scornful and
| indignant words. But, fortunately she
saw the folly OF such a proceeding and
| wisely held her tongue. se-- IS
They are only. doing what is right and
natural. after ALL she told herself. "And
had better follow their example. Adrian
Barton was''-smiIing and blushing-"too
attractive. 1t is good thing. perhaps. that
he has gone.
That evening Mr.. Lennox spoke seriously
L ~ Jox, lavr 90 s.ir
| LOTUS Dunstable's offer of marriage
which he was willing and eager to repeat IL
only she would give him the opportunity.
II could not marry Sir. LOTUS. father,
she replied, firmly. 81 do net love him.
Nonsense! Love is only absurd senti
mentality. Hard times are upon US Jes.
sica. Any day I've may all be on the
brink of starvation. Marry this goot
man."
Father" she cried. white to the lips
this is terrible!'
you will do as I ask? AS Lady
Lotus
81 could not. Oh, father. don't ask me t.
sell myself" walled the girl in anguish
Anything rather than that"
you're a foolr' he cried, and swung
out of the room angry and indignant.
Months passed, and although everyone
in the house knew of the grave danger
that threatened them, things went on a:
before I'm the Lennox establishment. There
were dinner parties, luncheon parties ant
receptions. Mrs. Lennox ordered new ant
expensive dresses; Mr.. Lennox smoked thu
finest cigars and drank the best of wine
| and all the time they were on the edg'
of an abyss. No one seemed to view thu
situation in a proper spirit-that is. no on
/ but Jessica. She alone made an effort t.
retrench; she alone considered seriousl.
what she should do in the future.
at could not marry Sir Lotus Dunstable
and he would have acted generously to
wards us ALL" she would cry, wringin!
her hands despairingly. sit would be siI
to do so-a sin against him, sin agains
| myself-when I do not love him. But
must do something-work. Mother VII
want so much. But what can do? All
a glance of joy in her eyes. IT know. M.
caprice, as she called it. My bookbindinl
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