A. D. 2000
and Marie Colchis occupied t
one machine had performed its mission, and was a thing of the past. The hair on Co
contrast with the exterior. The rooms were handsomely furnished: bric-a-brac, books, a piano, and a thousand and o
twenty-one. The beauty of her youth grew with her years. Her disposition was commensurate with her beauty. The s
he was? and did her father think that he still remembered his old friends in Duke's Lane? Then, as her thoughts wandered to
Her father saw it, knew it; and while a shade of
st be
time
would make him famous for life; his wealth would become vast in the extreme.
out run out. But wealth! Ah! that was another thing!
nt all I can give them," he
etimes in pairs. They remained awhile closeted with the old man, and then they went away.
these gentlemen, Colchis entered the little parlor where Ma
uickly arose, and greete
attainments give you by right. You are nearly twenty-one years old, highly educated, and exquisitely beautiful. You will make friends wherever you go, and you will have suitors by the score. With wealth, position, wit, and beauty, what more can you desire? Do not int
burst from the
know it, father! Oh! tell me he is not dead!" and
h; "I fear it must be done!" Then, leaning over and
e, lo
ith tiny tear-crystals
ve Junius Cobb as fondly now as when you were a girl, on the night w
in her eyes. "Would to God I could be with him in this l
th?" and her father fixed his eyes in a hoping,
yes! for what is life without him? If I be n
, once more listen to my words: it is my desire that you enter the world of life and fashion, rule my house as its mistress; entertain, make friends, and let no worry enter
ing." She wept tears of hop
ins, began to chipper-chapper of the new Cr?sus and his
as a city of palaces. His hospitality was prodigal; his entertainments fit for kings. He and his beau
her love, begged it, but without success. To all was Marie Colchis kind,
t success. Against her no word of disrespect could be uttered, none could bea
and understood it; sh
duty. His stay might be protracted to months, he could not tell her how long. She was to re
Colchis sailed out of the Go
her away, there was nothing to live for. Hours upon hours she sat and wept-wept tears o
world, and Marie lived but in the past
in his eyes as he clasped his darling daughter to his heart; but a firm, determined expression o
en this house to the world," she said t
y child," he had returned, ho
ntains! Let me go and bury my body as
hour was to be lost. Fate had ordained it; he mu
d, "the future is bright and assured. I
d she sprang toward him, clasped him around the neck, and covered his face wit
ich had once before borne him out of the harbor. As the vessel passed through the Golden Ga
smile illumined her face. "See! there is the Presidio, with its little houses! Junius
me
ps. Thus they sailed away, and never more
these two loving hearts came
n inert mass in the pedestal of the