The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1914-11-17
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SPOILED CHILD's END.
BY MRS. N. A. kIDDER.

She was an only child, heiress In
prospective to considerable property,
30 her suitors we're numerous.
To the outer world Mary Sylvester
seemed q pattern for her young com
panions to initiate In all things. Only
to her parents or her intimate friends
were her faults known and comment
ed on by them
Mother, do you think father will let
me have an extra hundred today r
said Mary. as she sat at her IL O'Clock
breakfast one morning.
"A hundred dollars more. Maryf
Why. he gave you two hundred yester-
day, my child"
What's two hundred, mother? Why,
1t was all gone before night for knick-
knacks.'
1t wouldn't be much, 1t is true,
daughter. II you had to clothe your
self out Of such remittances; but for
pin money 1t Ia a great deal for your
father to Gpare out of his business SO
often. What do you want to purchase
nowr"
A potntlace handkerchief at Lord
& Taylor's; there were but two Of
this style and pattern, and Grace Wells
has bought the other. The clerk has
put 1t BY for me. SO you see must
have the money. mama, darling"
You have always had your way,
Mary. and always will, suppose" said
the foolish. indulgent mother, but you
have elegant handkerchiefs In abund-
ance: and as for Grace Wells. her Ia
Their Is Q millionaire"
Let me stop your mouth with
hsses, sweet mothAr mine," said the
amiable Mary. You know papa via
give me the money. and as much more
II want 1t, 30 what is the use Of
wasting words about it?'
Sure enough, what was the use of
wasting words In that weak way? The
money was forthcoming; the haudker-
chief bought, duly admired. and then
put away to swell the pile of light and
airy "nothings" that had cost 80 much
cash. as we'll as a pang Of heartache
In the softhearted old man who had
pampered his daughter until she hung
like q weight about his neck
4 could not deny my darling child
anything-my only onel" he would say
feebiy. she might be taken away
from me. and then should never for
give myself"
Mistaken affecttonl that units the
beloved one to battle with the world
In all its aspectsI that panders to ap-
petitss that may one day destroy the
happiness Of life.
Sylvester q Co. had, Just at the
commencement Of our story, taken In
to partnership one James Harding, a
young man OF some property and Of
flne address Not many months
elapsed before Harding, q frequent
visitor at the house Of Sylvester, the
senior member Of the firmEbecame
enamored Of the fair Mary. His love
was returned. and, as he was consid-
cred good. catch" by anxious ma
mas and waiting daughters, the doting
parents gave their consent that the
marriage OF the twain should take
place at an early date.
The spring following, James Hard
ing led to the altar the fair blonde;
and q finer bridegroom and more
charming bride never graced the
gFand old church wherein they were
married.
Two years pass, and bring US into
the disastrous year Of 1907, when the
country was alarmed by the shock of
financial failures.
Sylvester g Co. went down with the
rest, saving nothing. comparatively.
from the general wreck
Sylvester, feeble old man at best
did not survive the shock. but within
three months was laid with his ia
TIERS"
James Harding, who had put his
little all" into the firm, came out a
poor man He had a brave heart,
though. and willing hands, youth, and
a good name, to aid him in his strug-
gle to gain foothold among business
men, but 1t would take years to rise
to an Independent position.
III Mary only kept up" he would
say, with sigh, Il could be hopeful.
and even cheerful; but she mourns SO
much over our loss, regrets parting
with her fashionable friends, her ina
biitty to dress as she has been &C.
cnstomed to. and other grievances too
Numerous to mention, that II utterly
dtsheartens me"
One look into that miserable home
and the heart sickenedl
A brave man struggling with ad-
verse circumstances, and a weak,
spoiled young woman heaptng 70.
proaches and taunts upon her hus-
bands head
II will not move into that mean cot
tage in the suburbs. and leave my
beautiful city homel II you carry me
there FL drown myself in the els
tsrnl" cried the hysterical wife
Mary my dear, try to calm your
sells for my sake and the baby's. With
your love and advice to help me, can
overcome all obstacles to success! II
you sink down you viii drag me with
thatl"
Don't talk OF me dragging you
down, you hardhearted man! Where
have you placed met was fool to
marry you'll My father gave me ev-
ssything. He never had any bad luck
until he took you into the firm. Now
you want me to give up my friends.
the opera, and my parties. and live
on corned beef and cabbage, like any
common laborers wife. I'll not do 1t.
sir. and defy yoal"
That the woman was half cFazed BY
her misfortunes none doubted, for she
had 10 be carried by main force from
her home after the furniture had been
sold at anction
Make room therei" cried the bury
policeman, as hs slbowed his way
through the dense crowd that bod con
gregated at the door OF Cotton q Cos
dry goods store.
She's not a common thief. SIR"
cried a pale. anxious-looking lad OF ten
years, grasping the blue coat sleeve
Of the ofacar "Shan't / call Q oar
Rage, siri"
"A thiefs a thief, my boy, and
they're common enough" said the po-
iiceman, laughing at his own dull
joke. But II she's able to pay for a
carriage, I've no objection to taking
a ride"
will you please let her stand inside
the door, sir, out Of the crowd. then.
tiu l bring onef"