White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1858-10-14

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to furnish the aeeommodation-as mucl
SO, as the Colonial was to receive it sii
Colonel Powell's daughter, Amelia
was the belle of the town. Besides tn,
possession of surprising personal charms
she was richly endowed with intellectual
attractions. She was 9 sensible young
lady. which, to the observing man. cannoi
but be accounted sWonderful' circumstance
in beauty. 90.
Towards Ar1zIis, valdez had long
cast an admiring gaze. scarcely hoping,
however, in the crowd Of gay fatterers
that eneircled her, to bear away the palm
of victory. He had gazed and admired
until his head and his heart both had been
touched, and he could not look with pa
thence upon the prospect of defeat. Anne
liza had always treated him with respect
ful courtesy, and the little spark Of hope
was rapidly kindled into fame.
Walleck feared to rest his suit upon
his own individual merits alone. The
fathers embarrassments appeared to him
the avenue through which he could reach
the coveted prize. Since the opening Of
this business relation, Waldeck had be-
come a frequent visitor at the dwelling OF
his debtor. Though nothing had ever
been said on the subject, Waldeck could
see that his visits were rather encouraged
than discountenanced /; and he also no.
ticed that his applications fer loans in
creased in frequency. His own exchequer
was now exhausted. Of himself he was
a poor man. If this fact should become
known to Amelia'S father, he doubted not
that all his hopes would be instantly
crushed.
Mr.. Waldeck was thoroughly entangled
in the meshes of the dilemma. He dared
not refuse the demand, and it was impos-
sible to comply with it.
"Well. sir, what do you think ?" said
Colonel Powell, impatient at the long Si-
lence of the other. .r........-
"Must you have the money TO day %
at would serve me tomorrow morn
ing, if that will facilitate the business"
Without doubt l can furnish the
amount at that time" answered Wal
deck.
Thank yOu, but do not disappoint
me-"
81 will not" NJ
"In the meantime if you are disenga-
ged, drop into my house this evening, and
we will have social game over bottle
of old Madeira"
81 thank you, Colonel, but shall pro-
baby be occupied in obtaining this mon
ey."
"Sorry for it, but then business-what
the devil is all that noise in the shop p"
said Colonel Powell, as the angry dispute
we have recorded in the last chapter,
reached his ears.
Nothing but little difficulty between
the old gentleman and his nephew" and
Waldeck approached the door to ascer-
tain the nature of the quarrel.
For a moment he listened, and SIMS
ter smile played upon his lips. "a,
ga lucky event p muttered he, as he
turned from the door. .,. .I
Anything serious ?" asked Colonel
Powell.
al think; they have frequently quar-
relied of late"
For some time longer the two gentle
men conversed together. Waldeck ap-
peared distracted, and often gave strange
answers. He seemed to be engrossed with
some purpose, which demanded all his
energies of his thought and his will. AT
ter Colonel Powell's departure, he paced
the room, occasionally mutteTing an ex
clamation of satisfaction, or, again, as
the picture in his mind grew dark, vented
an imprecation of impatience.
After pacing the room for a time
in this manner, he gradually began to
grow calmer, and when he had entirely
subdued his agitation, he rung his bell,
which was answered by colored boy,
the only servant in the house, beside the
woman who officiated as house keeper.
"Where is Robert ?" asked Mr.. Wal
deck, in an Indifferent tone.
"Don' know, massa; spec he's In he
room" --r
"See NJ he IS.
"Shall 1 tell him massa wan to see
him ?''
"No. only ascertain if he is in the
house" ..t-. -.. ~
The negro departed, and soon returned
with the intelligence that Robert was in
his room. Mr.. Waldeck seemed satisfied,
and shortly after went into the shop.
Dewrie was still in the cellar. The
door of the shop was locked. Waldeck
walked up and down the apartment sew
eral times. and then approached the trap
door behind the counter, through which
his partner had descended. For moment
he paused as if in doubt his brow con-
tracted, and his black eye seemed to ex-
pand before the thought that struggled for
expression. Then, ster casting hasty
glance towards the door, he raised the
trap and descended.
In this cellar was the depository Of
John Dewrie's wealth. At the first in
dications of a rebellious spirit in his
country, visions of robbery, pillags, and
siege had constantly haunted him. His
immense wealth he feared would become
the prey of the soldiery. In the truest
sense, he was friendless man and his
lonely and unsynpathizing heart msgni-
fed the dangers. His neighbors believed
him wealthy, but they had no conception
Of the extent of his riches, for his miser-
Is disposition prompted him to conceal
the fact as much as possible.
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