Butte record. (Bidwell, Butte County, Cal.) 1853-1858, 1857-04-25

eutered Mr.. Travers' comfortable slit,
ing room. in his snug chambers, where
he found my godfather eusconccd in an
in an easy chair, reading the newspa.
per.
what's the mattea, old boy ? asked
Mr.. Travers, peering over his speeta.
cles. with sufficient concern TO appear
friendly, though not allowing himself
to appear rufled. Unpleasant busi-
neess brings you up to town, eh p
"A bad business enough said my
sire. I'm afraid Harold is going
wrong, and I want yon to give me
your advice.
How to set him straight Not SO
easy a job, should think said my
godfather, taking off his spectacles, and
laying down his paper te show that he
was ready, at all events, to listen tc
the history of my delinqueneies.
My father produced Mr.. Weston.
letter, that being the case for the pro-
seeution, and begged him to read i,
attentively, and also to inspect the
voucher in tho shape Of the marginal
arabesques purloined from my architec
turaI drawing. My godfather read tn.
letter through, smiled once or twice
and then uttered an interrogativ.
'Welli'
WELL echoed my father, what dc
you advise me to do =
'To go back to the country replied
my godfather.
'Zounds, SIR cried my sire, forgett
ing the forbearance of years, ARE you
speaking seriously' Am l to leave the
boy to his ruin ?
'No, leave him to me- said Mr.. Ira
vers, quietly. Don't fan spark into
fame by making a fuss Get yel
back into the country without seeing
Harold at all you'll only drive hin
into some piece Of folly that will enc
by making him throw up his profrs.
sion, or Lord knows what besides
NY father did not much relish this
cool way of taking his grievances, and
said great deal about the necessity oi
nipping dangerous propensities in the
bud, and striking at the root of an evi
at once, and so fort, backed By de-
claration that he would not stir from
town till he had exacted solemn pro.
mise from me never to set my foo
again into the theatre where Zephirin.
played, as long as her engagement last.
ed
NY grandfather let him run on till
he was out of breath, when he sale
quietly, 'Since you are determined tc
90 your own foolish, beadlong way
what the deuce did you come to ash
my advice for
My worthy sire, fearing he had gone
too far, now FASTENED to recant, by oh.
serving that his friend, being a mar
of the world, no doubt knew better
than himself what was to be done, anG
therefore he would leave the case il
his hands.
Very wcA,' said my godfather
then I'll cure him, only you must pro
mise not to meddle. TOO many cook.
YOU know added he with ligh
nod. so now that affair's settled
Nevertheless, my father could no
rest satisfied without inquiring how Mr.
Travers meant to effect the cure ht
talked abont 20 confidently.
'Why, first of all. 1 shall introduce
him to this mademoiselle what's. her.
hame?'
Introduce him! Why, 1 do thinl
you are sideing with the young scamp
after all, cried my honored sire, ex.
ploding in good earnest, and forgetting
all about expectations or sending
them to the deuce. Let me tell yor
sir, that this view of the subject is, te
say the least of it's extremely
Sensible, interrupted my godfather
with provoking calmnes, 'and if tina
does rot effect his cure, We must seel
for something else.'
sCure. indeed p resumed my father
'would you give dose of Cayenne pep
per to man in a raging fever!'
Il lean to homeopathy said my god
father. However, do your own way
/ shan't say another word about it
Curb Harold after your own judiciou.
fashion, l wash my hands of the bu'
siness.'
This brought my father back to 8
sense of the expectations and, fol
fear of giving way to hasty temper, ht
rose abruptly, saying he would &c
home at once, without seeing either
myself or Weston, and leave the whole
case in Mr.. Travers' hands.
Very well, said my godfather, witt
a pleased twinkle in his eyes, 'I'll tax.
care of the youngster.'
My father went home as be promis
ed, and day or two after, Mr.. Trav
ers came to our Office, and after speak
ing a word or two with the arcbitec
in his private room, said he wanted t,
have little chat with me, and propos
taking a walk. | toek my hat an,
immediately accompanied him, won
dering what important matter could in
duce my godfather to lure me away il
the midst of working hours, aud feel
ing a vague apprehension that I wa
going 10 receive jobation.
After walking a streets lenght i
silenc, Mr.. Travers turned towards N