Middletown transcript. [volume] (Middletown, Del.) 1868-current, 1910-02-19

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under foot. But in trying to win Give
| heart she found her own heart going on
to him. She had played with fire and a
last had got burnt.
Give did not love her, he only liked Il
be with her and enjoy her conversation
go be said, but be could not Withstand
her appealing, coquettish beauty. Still
he really loved Agnes but when she rated
him about his fckleness, be went bacl
to Leonie just to show bis Independence
He settled down in New York just to b.
near Leonie and see her, and they hat
been living there almost two years. ON
day little girl came to bless their home
and Agnes was entirely bound up in hsl
child. Give stayed with her more and |
homelike comfort began to steal over the
magnificent mansion in which they lived
The baby was called Pearle because o.
her preciousness to her mother and the
value of her presence in the household
that was SO unhappy before her coming.
Pearle grew and began to walk and talk,
She was very cunning and the very imags
of her mother. She was plump, rosy and
happy, her hair was curly and golden.
Her eyes were blue and her mouth pout.
ing but nevertheless full of dimples. She
was loved dearly and petted aud spoiled.
When she was about four years old, Give
again met Leonie. She was still more
beautiful than before. The old passion
and infatuation overcame him, and again
he left his beautiful wife and went With
the coquettish Leonie. He stayed away
from home and was scarcely there at all.
Little PeaTle would ask at night, "Where
is Daddy? Iwant to tiss him doodnight." /"
Her plaintive cry hurt the poor mother
more than she cared to show. One day
she said, "Clive, wish you would stay
at home more. You do not care for me
but you can keep away from Miss Gordon
and stay with Pearle. You are not what
you used to be, and cannot help but ask
you this.
Give was reproaching Himself in his
mind, but Agnes words only angered
him more because he knew they we're
deserved. 81 will go where please l''
he answered curtly, 'and I will thank
you not to dictate to me where I go or
what shall do"
With these cruel words he arose, say
ing as he got to the door, 81 am to take
Leonie to the theatre; mean Miss Cor
don." Then he left the house in no
enviable frame of mind.
When he left, Agnes went to her room
with Pearle clasped to her breast. She
kissed her and then put on travelling
suit and put on Pearle's coat and hat, and
packing valise with needful articles and
writing a note left the house quietly,
taking Pearle with her. She took car
and was soon in a quiet part of the city
where she got cheap lodgings.
When Give returned home he went
over the house searching for Agnes. He
was going to ask her to forgive him for
his cruel words and to tell her that be
would give up Leonie and stay with her,
he was even willing to move from New
York. When he came to his Wife's room
he found the note addressed to him.
Reading it be fell in chair astonished,
with face as white as death. He hated
himself for his cruelty. The note read
like this
Dear Clive:-You do not love me, 30 |
could not stay with you to show Pearle
that her mother is cast aside for more
beautiful woman. You are now free to
go with Miss Gordon, or as you familisrly
call her, Leonie. My heart is broken.
Do not follow for you will not find me.
Agnes.
Give suffered terrible agony when read
ing this note.. He knew be was to blame.
He also knew that he cared more for
Agnes than he did for Leonie. And
Pearle, his pet, his darling, his joy, was
taken also. Surely he was fully repaid
for ell bis foolish love of society and love
Of the witty.
Four years later in an old tenement
house little girl OF about nine years old
sits putting little pieces Of wood in little
old stove. She is trying to keep warm
and to warm the room which is way up
in the top of a tenement house.
''Gee-Je-rusalem, but it is cold!
Criekety, have to dance to keep warm.
Mean old landlordl I could box his head
off for being SO stuck up; goes around like
this" With this the child goes up and
down with her hands to her hips. Then
with ''By Jingo, feel like kicking that
stove, it won't flare up anyway. Won't
mother be tiekled over these apples that
were given to me, and this loaf of bread
l bought. Oh" and the child stopped
with guilty look on her face, 'I have
been using slang and mother doesn't like
it. l won't use it any more. am SO
sorry"
The child sat near the stove hugging
her knees and ravenously eating an apple
and thick piece of bread. "Oh, but it
is good. wonder who that is at the
door. I'll go see. Oh, mother is it you.
/ am SO glad you came early, look at the
apples and bread l got. Aren't you gIad?''
A pale woman came in the room, her
hair is a shiny gold, her eyes are bright
blue, and you recognize Agnes Ellsworth,
hardly changed at all. Peare is the exact
miniature of her, only in spite Of poverty,
Pearl is rosy aud lealthful.
II am SO tired, dear, said Agnes, ''that
/ must lie down. I am thankful for the
bread and apples. It is so cold out that
even this poor attempt Of a fire feels
good" Here, mother, is an apple, !"
said Pearle, "and 1 will go out and sell
the little cushions you made"
do not be gone long, dear, it is too
cold for you to be out SO poorly clad. /
wish could get more for you" then she
began to weep. 'Oh, mother" cried
Pearle, sobbing also, ''do not cry. will