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A Set Of Diamonds

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Day
2
Month
July
Year
1880
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Public Domain
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"Oh, papa, if I only had a set of diamonds !"' FiddleBtrinoB and lfttle flslics!" eaid oíd Mr. Dempster, as his pretty daughtcr hmur loviniíly over the back of his chair; "wliy, what íioiisrnse lias the girl got hilo her head how? Diamomls indoed! giris of eighteen dou't vrear sucli thinga." "Olí. luit tlu-y do, indoed, papa," breathlessly argued Daisy. "Lena Mortitnore lias a magniflceñt parure, just í'roin fïerliii - and lleleu Dyer is to liavc une from her uncli', for a" birthday gitt. And. papa, yon are just as rich as either Judge Mortimore or Mr. Dyer. Papa, do buy me soine dJanioiids." Mr. Dempster rufebed liis jolly purple nose diibiojisly. He bejonged to what tile blue-bl'ooded critica of the aristoci-acy termed "les nouveaux nches," havhiíí made liis fortune by a lucky gpeculation in sodas; and hedid not know just what waa "the style" as to outward decorationg. Daisy liad bfPii to boardiug-school. Daisy had been educated by Madame Pailleler, re ardless of expense, and ao, of oourse, y ou ht to kiww. And yet, Mr. Denipster told liimself iuwnrdly tliat diamondg dida'í eoem just thethiug for a chit of a thiu_r like Daisy. "7ell, well," suid lli: Deaipster, Til nee about it." And he went to tnfce comiisel with h'is uiaideu sister, Miss iiuUuuia Dcnipstor. "Diamonds, indeed I" eneldo:! Miss Ilnhanm, coijtcmptaously. "1 liope you wont üo nu y siich ridiculous thiug. Who ever he:ird of au eighteenyear-old girl with a set of diainonds ?" uYou will, i' you live to he a week older, I rucss," said Mr. Dempster, with a noiaclcss chuckliug laugh; for 1 U-d it in my old boues that liie girl ■will coax the dianiüiuls out ox' mo by tliat time." Mr. Dentpster ras riglit. ITeurpTffl and rcasoucd iu vaiu aaainst Daisy'i aa-fiTioss to own a set of ureal diamonds." "Child," íaid he, at last, "I see yery lainly that I shall have to give in - nt 1 tel] you, once for al), I dou't api irovt of it !" Daisy laughed as slie pressed her ed lips caréssingly to his wrinkted row. "Papa! yoaarego old-fashioned in four ideas," said slio. "Old fashions are sometimes the bost, Daisy," retorted lie soberly. 'llovvever, you are all the child I have f;ot, and we may as well ro and choose the foolish, sparkling stones at once!" llow Daisy Dempster's lieart leaped Within her at these worde I "You are the dearest, best, kindest papa iu the world I" cried slie exultan tl y. It was rather a difllcnlt business to select from the glittering wildernesa of jcwels that scintillated and blazed under 'the plate-slass counters at Messrs. Corby & Morrinett's, in New York - and when, at last, Daisy had made her choice, the pi"ipe proved to be the ly no means OQjrtemptible suia of $5,0601 Ohi Mr. Deni]is(er ghook his bead doiiuifnljy, bul Daisy pincheÜ lus ai'in appealingly. "Oh, papa, do! I know you nan afford it - and it is sueb a lqvely set !" "Five thousadd dollars isa good deal of nioney to put i4to a white velvet case that can be cavied in one's pocket, child ! Siii])os:' you shouid lose it? Suppoee it should be stojèu?" "Oh, but, papa, that's quite impostible," pleadeu Daisy ; "l'll beso careful. "Picase let me have thte set!" "Pil take a night to sleep on it,"said Mr. Dcnipsler. Butthenext evening, when Daisy came in from a drive with her bosora friend Lona MortimoPB, the white velvet caskut lay upoii her dressing buren i. I ) lisy uttered a cry of joy, and ran to her father, after a suffouating fasliiou around the neck. "Uii, papu, papa, yon are so good!" cried slie, "And they are so lovely and I ain tlic happiest girl iu the world !" "Tliere, there," said old Mr. Dempster; "that willdo, You'tc rot your treasures ; let us sec if they will satisfy you!" For two or three weeks the pos'segsion of the coveted set of jcwels nve unalloyed Siltisfaction to Miss Daisy. Slie paraded them on every possible occasion : she showed them to hor five liundred dear, particular friends; sho con temp la ted their sparkle, morning, noon, and night. And then came tlie lirst drops ol' bitterness in thehoneyed cup. Hülcu Dyer's diamondi ari-ived, direct from Paris, and tho ear-drops and the cross thereunto belonging were at least a tiize largor thau Daisy's! "If I had diamoads at all." said Mra. Slander, malicioiisly, "I should try to have tlu'in ofsomo si,e." "Ijcna Mortimoi-e s&ya" added Ilio AViiiow Tulkall, "that vuur papa must havo been cheated in thosu diauuuidt - Llie water ia crr poor." '■I wish peoplo would mind their owii business 1" cried out D:iisy, bursting hito tears. And, for the flrst time, she wished she had not teased lier fut her for the foolish, expensive trinkeU. Uut stil 1 slie clunf lo the sparkling toys, gleepiug each night with the ca.-ket under lier pillow- for she had her doubu as to tlic sti-ict lioiiesty of the iicw cook i'roin Kew York, who had been eugagcd tlie day ihey weut ui) to look at tiie jcwels. Daiey liad been to a party ono night, anti. sujange to say, wvre a pioki set of li'ish crystals, mucli more awpropriate to her delicate, girlish beauty than the garish glitter ot' the dianiouds; and she carne horno so completely wearied out with the pleusuro oí litó eveniug, that, íor a wonder, slic ncglecied lo look, as usual, at her diaiuoirIh wlici] she slipped tlie case uuder her pillow, üut early in the ïiiwniiii;-, Aiary A tin, iJie "waili'ess, bounced ïnto the room abrnptly, disturbing the drowsy thread ot' sumlry fasciliivting drenms. "I bow your pardon, Miss Daisy, but w ha te ver be we to do? Here's cook cut away afore breakfast, with all tlio sil ver spoons and two ot' the best doublo damask table clotlis, and '' Daisy sat up among lier pillows,aud meohaniöally feit for the white vel vet case. It was thcre, bu - empty. Ves; Daisy 's diainonas wc re goiie. She burst iuto tears of dismay and grief. For the genis them.-elves she had long ceased to care - but the val tic they represented in money - thebroken trust whieli her fiitlicr iia.il reposed in her - these gave the bittereet tin 14" to Daisy'e regrets. What should she say to her father? liow meet his eye? She had insisted 011 having the diamonds, in apite ofhis advice, and now ■ Uut she knew thut tlie linie i'or uscléas eogi-tatious was over. Hurriedly lierself, she ran down-etaira to tlie breakiast-room, where lier l'athei' sat reading tlie newspaper. "Papa," slie sou bed, "oh, papa, my diainoiuls :ire stolen I" He looked quietly at lier, over the top el' his speetaclos. "Vou know 1 proxjhesied as much, my glrl," lie aitl. "On, I know it! I knov it! And I wish i liad nevel" scen tlie hatetul .luiys," crioil D.nsy. "1 was so ï'oulsh, papa; so silly and vain - aud now . havo oeun the causu olyouiosiu live thousand tiolilirs." "Uon't fret, my child'said he. Let ,lie stoues go. Tweiity-Üve dollars wül cover tne loss. My deur, 1 üi.ui't nler that aotual .set you saw in Aew York, but its copy 111 pa3te. 1 mistr usted that yuu were Lardly od iiid wiseenough lo ovvii rea diainouds. You liave had your Icsson - ana, auy uno you say so, 110 vv, i viil order Uie very live tUouaaiid dollar set lor you." "Jiever, papa t" cried Daisy, witu a ong si.li 01 relief aud giauuws.' "Oh, Kipa, 1 never vva,nt to noe ajiotuer uiallUiRl 1' AiKl JJaisy Dempster adhercd to her voiM, an.l lae live lUousauJ. Uoilar aot was ucver ordored. ■ ■ tT

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