The new enterprise. (Madison, Fla.) 1901-1908, 1903-11-12
.IT 7 will not be the least use for
him TO come, uncle, as l have
firmly resolved not 10 marry

a rich man! That is, one
born such; If man get his wealth by
his own exertIons II is quite another
thing"
My dear" said Mr.. Bagstock, rather
dryly, IF you had said that you had re.
solved not 10 marry a man solely for
his riches l should call 1t a very sen.
sible decision; but, as II is, l can't say
a great deal for it's wisdom or justice.
/ happen TO know n number OF most
excellent men who have the misfor.
tune TO be rich as well as some of
quite the contrary description, who
don't own hundred dollars worth of
property, and never will"
TRUE, uncle; and don't deny that
there are many worthy people among
our rich men. What l do say is that
the sons OF rich men are generally the
most useless and worthless portion of
the community. Just look around our
own circle. FOR instance, and tell me IL
you can find one, cursed with a rich
father, who Is not utterly bankrupt in
truth, energy, self.reliance; in fact
everything that constitutes true manly
WORTH
Kate Vernon's soft dark eyes
sparkled, and the rich color IN her
cheeks grew brighter as she uttered
these words.
Mr.. Bagstock smiled as Ne looked
upon her glowing countenance.
Unfortunately, there is too much
truth in what you say, Kate. But,
though right IN theory. you are wrong
In fact, John Armstrong has been
brought up TO work. His father put
him in his coundncroom as soon as he
left school, giving him the duties and
salary of the lowest clerk in It; and,
though he was only promoted accord
ing merit, he worked himself up to the
position OF head-bookkeeper. Mr.. Arm.
strong then took him into the firm. Civ
ing him q certain share Of the profits.
He is young man oc excellent prin-
ciples.'
II certainly ought to know that.
uncle said Kate, turning her head
away, with m impatient gesture; II
have had John Armstrong; manifold |
PROJECTIONS dinned into my ears ever |
since can remember. 1 am sorry that |
you have TO go away nc this time; but |
ms Cousin Jane is with me, we shall |
get along very we'll, dare say
81 hope that you will not only receive |
him kindly, Kate, hut do your best to
make his visit pleasant: il not for his |
sake, out Of respect to the memory OF |
the father that so loved him. You know
he has never seen you. and may regard |
the idea with as little favor as you
seem to do"
On the evening Of the same day on
which the above conversation took
place, John Armstrong sat alone in his
countng-room. There was not sound
In the warehouse, so busy and active
through the day; his clerks had all
gone home, but he still fingered.
though ii was considerably past his
usual hour FOR leaving.
He held letter in his hand from Mr..
Bagstock, stating that his niece and
ward, Kate Vernon, had now reached
the age OF eighteen, and. as il had been
the wish Of both his father and hers
mat their meeting should not take
place before that time, he deemed il
advisable, as an act Of Justice to both,
that II should not be delayed further"
John Armstrong; brow wore a
Ihoughtful and perplexed expression.
he had loved and revered his father
ABOVE all human beings, and felt how
sacred was his dying wish that he
would form the acquaintance OF his
friends daughter before committing
himself elsewhere And yet his heart
revolted at the thought OF being thus
Iettered in regard to a step upon which
DIS lifelong happiness depended. III
MotherlesS and sisterless, his heart
had often yearned for the Joy. the SYM
pathy only to be found in the compan-
onship Of loved and loving wife. but
ne had been so often smiled upon by
icheming mammas and ambitious ,
daughters. whose only lure was the re.
port OF his great wealth, that he had
rown little cynical i'm regard to I
women. He wanted to be loved for I
himself alone-as what man does notg
The rich merchant may be received J
lady" he muttered. but would John /
Armstrong's self meet with so much II
avor in her sight? All. well, we shall
ee." =
"Mr. John Armstrong. prcsumeG
.et me Introduce you to my cousin. 1
Iiss Jane Dudley"