Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1903-04-22
The Point Of View.
The Story Of Lovers Differences.
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the road.
There was q disseminated express
sion on her handsome face as she
walked slowly back to the house and
entered her mothers drawing room.
Mrs. Trayers looked up from her
work as Mabel, with little impatient
sigh, threw herself into chair.
well, dear?" she said brightly.
"Well?" returned Mabel in tone
that implied the contrary.
rs anything tho matter?" asked her
mother. You haven't quarreled with
Leslie l suppose" she added, playfully.
'No-ves-at least, really, I'm not
quite sure was the unexpected reply.
Tell me" said Mrs. Travers.
Mother, it's horrible to marry a
poor mani"
Mrs. Travers looked at her daughter
in panied surprise.
my darling!" she saidrcproachfully.
"Oh, know I'm a wretch to say it,
and-and perhaps don't mean it-and
yet-and yet"
Don't be afraid to tell me. deal"
Mother, Leslie and have been hay-
ing business talk. That's what he
called it. 1t was hateful!"
But very necessary. Leslie was
wise, darling"
"Yes-I suppose so. He said that,
as we were to be married so soon
now, it was only right that l should
know exactly what he could offer me.
Oh, mother, 1 had no idea that Leslie
was so miserably poor!'
Mrs. Travers eyed her daughter with
q troubled look.
"Hc has never made any secret Of
his income" she said.
81 know; but l didn't realize how
little it was till he went into all the
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Lnts, and housekeeping money and
III the rest of it. Oh, it all seemed so
mean and sordid!"
And Mabel flung out her hands with
little gesture of impatience.
81 am very sorry to hear you say
hat, Mabel" said Mrs. Travers grave
y. Tit almost makes me afraid"
the went on hesitatingly, "you ought
lever to have promised to marry Les
ic Perhaps you are not the right kind
,f wife fof, him dear"
"Mother!"
Mrs. Travers rose from her chair
Ind laid her hand lightly on the girls
lark head.
"Tell me, child" she said, do you
'eally and truly care for him?
At this Mabel hid her face in her
lands and burst into q food of tears.
"I-I Go love him." size sobbed, "but
-but-oh, l don't know what is the
natter with mel"
And the girl spoke truly. She knew
hat she loved Leslie, yet she was mis-
,rably conscious of disappointment and
lisillusionment. That day she had
'ealized, for the first time, the prosaic
meaning of limited income. She had
oeen accustomed to think vaguely Of
poverty as a rather romantic kind of
hing that made love all the more de-
ightful. Leslie's statement of hard
acts had scattered all her pretty, SEN
;imental notions to the winds. Her
,eart had sunk within her as she lis
.ened to her lovers description of their
,uture home-a modest villa in the
with one maid to assist her in
Ter household duties. She dreaded the
of all the petty economies
hey would be obliged to practice, and
or a moment, though she hated her
self for it the next, she had felt almost
angry with Leslie because he was not
\ richer man. ohe loved Leslie, she
old herself again and again, and yet
Something of all this the girl con-
rived to sob out in her mothers SYM
3athetic ear, and as Mrs. Travers lis
.ened, the look of perplexity on her
,ace gradually changed to one Of re-
lief.
81 think 1 understand" she said.
ooh, I'm horrid, mercenary
wretch" cried Mabel.
"No, don't think you're that" re-
Piled her mother, quietly, "only-well,
want of money is never a pleasant
hing. We all love wealth and pros
Derity, and it's parfectlw natural that
1 woman should want her husband to
be rich rather than poor. l don't blame
you, dear, for regretting Leslie's power
,y; only l thought you cared for him
ess because of it"
"Oh, no, no." cried Mabel eagerly.
Mother, you didn't think l meant
that!"
81 was afraid at first, when you
spoke so bitterly" replied Mrs. Trav-
ers gently. "But l know now l was
Mother, I'm beginning to see things
more clearly said the girl, with
sudden Frightening of her face. 81
hate poverty, but l love Leslie. III
Leslie were pauper should groan
horribly but shouldn't give him up!"
Mrs. Travers began to laugh.
well, it isn't as bad as that is it?'
she returned. After all, Leslie has
luite a respectable income. admit it.
might be larger, but then, there's every
prospect Of its increasing as time goes
On. Do you know, Mabel" Mrs. Travers
you're just little bit in
clined to exaggerate your future hus-
bands straitened circumstances"
Perhaps l am" admitted Mabel.
But then"
"Oh, know what is in your mind"
Interrupted her mother. Poverty Ia