I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of SuccessRoe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
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I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success
Roe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Diligence -- Fiction; Success -- Fiction
And does he love her? If he does not, he ought to; for, let him look the
world over, he cannot find a purer, lovelier object to meet his earthly
happiness upon; he cannot find a soul that burns with an intenser ardor
towards each friend her bosom cherishes; he cannot find a heart that,
glowing with the purest earthly love, holds all its rich and priceless
treasures for himself alone, like her's.
But we must stop, for she has reached the store, and quietly walks up to
the side of the counter; passes a pleasant word with the few smiling
customers who are there before her, and receives a salutation from
Edward, who, busily attending upon those immediately before him, was
using his hand and his tongue with great skill and rapidity.
'Good morning, Mary, are all well at home to-day?' said James, stepping
from his place, and standing before her.
Mary looked up in surprise, for she had not yet glanced her eye to see
whether the graver senior partner was at his desk.
'All well--very well, I thank you.' His address, and the reply, were
delivered in a low tone, and he was leaning over the counter when he
spoke.
'Any demands to-day?'
'Nothing but a thimble;' and she smiled and held up her hand, preparing
to take off her glove. James immediately produced a little case, and
placed it before her, but she shook her head--
'These are silver--a common kind will answer me.' Another case was
brought, and James leaned over again, and began to select what, in his
judgment, should be about the size; but somehow he picked out of the
silver case alone.
'Just try this, Mary; none of those seem to fit you well;' and he gently
took the little hand, and placed the thimble on the taper finger.
'You will hardly do better than to keep that.'
'But it is silver, and I cannot afford to lose it; I am for ever losing
them.'
'You may be more fortunate with this, for it is a present.'
'Oh--thank you--thank you; it is a beautiful thimble. I shall be very
choice of it.'
'Because it is silver?' and James looked at her with rather a meaning
glance.
'Oh, no, not altogether; to be sure I should be sorry to lose this,
because--because it is more valuable,'--and seeing James beginning to
color--'it is not only silver, but it is a keepsake.'
All this passed in a tone that could not be heard amidst the din which
Edward and his customers kept up.
'I have news to tell you, likewise, and was on the point of walking to
your house to let you know that the owner of that building near you, and
about which there has been so much curiosity, is expected to arrive
to-day.'
'Then you have known who was the owner?'
'I suppose I may as well confess it.'
'And never told us?'
'You never asked me. The family I have long known; I esteem them highly,
and I think you will be much pleased with them, especially with the
eldest daughter.'
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