Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1859-11-03

had begged to go outside, and for the last few
miles had sat on the box, and heard wondrous
tales of horses and taken the coachman into
his confidence as to his Running away, and in
formed him of his prospective ownership OF
Barton End, and, in short, talked ia such
magnificent style as must have abashed BinnS
& Co forever could they but have heard him.
| But he was very quiet nov, w,-partly from some
miSgivings as to the meeting with his father,
and partly because Mary clasped his hand so
| tight, and trembed SO, and walked so very
fast, and then stopped for breath, that Samuel
was rather frightened. He little knew that
in the eyes of the world, poor Mary was by
far the greater cuIprit Of the two He be-
gan again at this last moment, as he had done
before during the day, to eulist her on his side
against the offended powers
- say, Polly dear, say a good word for me; ;
don't let em send me back again straight as
they did one boy, and they kept him on bread
aud water for a week, and fogged him twice
every day, and he went and drowned himself,
and there's his bones plain in the well now,
and his ghost comes up every Saturday night
in the bucket"
Don't talk such nonsense, SAM said his
sister, though she scarcely heard the words
Well, but Vardy told me so, and he show
ed me something white down in the water, and
told me TO 20 and draw the bucket up on a
Saturday night, but dursn't"
Possibly the increasing gloom of the lane
had its effect on Samues nerves, which were
not of the strongest however, they reached
The entrance to the house without difficulty or
adventure
Mr.. Grindle had returned from a long days
shooting, and found Mr. Simpson awaiting
him at late dinner rather mopeG, if the
truth must be told, aud longing to be at home
at tea with his family. The lawyers sporting
friend had declined to stay and dine with them
and had driven back to town so the two
gentlemen again sat down tste-a-tsie, Mr.. Grin
die doing the honorS Mr. Simpson found his
position rather embarrassing he was neither
master nor guest He was drinking the agents
wine, kept under private lock and kew in pre-
paration for his periodical visits, eating the
salmon brought down in ice in his dOg-cart.-
He would not have Ventured himself to give
an order in the house for the world Mr.
Grindle, it is true, referred to him continually,
most distinctly and p0intedly, as poor Mr..
Johns cousin = but he felt that the sour-Iook-
ing old servant would, at word from that
gentleman, have kicked him out of the front
door, and, as he fancied with pleasure 1t
was quite true--So he would ; and Mr. Grin
die after him, and Mr. John Simpson. had be
had the chance, after them both, or any other
visitor by right or by invitation who iuterfered
with his own personal ease aud quiet but to
poor Mr.. Joseph it seemed that the sour looks
were levelled specially at him
1t might be that both gentlemen were tired,
or that they cid not find each others conyer-
satiou very agreeable, or that, as the lawyer
observed, there was something sleepy in the
air for, after a very languid attempt at con-
versatiou, they forgot to pass the bottle, aud
fell fast asleep 10 their respective easy-chairs
They were reused by startling peal from the
hall bell (neryous hands always Pul hardl
echOing loudly through the almost empty house
Rather late for visitor, said Mr. Grin
die hope none Of my clients have followed
me down here"
The halldoor was opened, there was pre-
limiHary negotiation audible in the passage,
aud then the soar yiSaged domestic uShered III
/" Miss Simpson Mr. Grindle looked aston
ished, as he rose and bowed Mr. Simpson
jumped up in alarm. Any thing the matter
at home, Mary e. said the father, in trembling
voice
She forgot Mr.. Grindle {; perhaps never saw
him. She rushed forward, and fell on her
knees with one loud sob ct her fathers feet
Perhaps Mr. Griudle cO1ld not, strictly
speaking, have been called gentleman. He
was q man, at all events, which Is sometimes
just as good. He was aStoHished, he was very
parionabiy curious, but he walked straight
out Of the rOOFE. 1t was a case as he would
have phraSed it, quite out Of his line OF bust
ness. He walked straight out, rather in
hurry, and the passage was rather dark There
he stumbled over a bov " Who are YOU p
said be, shaking him rather roughly, by way
giving vent TO his agilated feelings" who
the deuce are rou -
Don't said a pleading voice" don't :;
I'm Sam"
Sam who -
"Sam simpson
Curse it, said the lawyer, here's the
whole family come
And what on earth are you doing here
BOY, skulking in the passage? If you want
to see your father, why don't you 20 to him =
"O5 cause I've ran away aud she's gone
TO tell him aboat BinHs"
Ran away where from and why did you
run here and whose Binns -
But If there had been aay hope, in his then
state of agitation, Of Samuei's giving iutelIi-
gi5le answers to this sharp fire of questions,
he was al all events spared the trial, for at
that momeut the hall bell went again, as loud
y as before.
" Colt, said Mr. Grindle, with sort Of
sneeriug defiance :" ring louder
Samuel had not the slightest doubt tina,
the PhiIistiues were upon him-that the whole
staff OF Liudley House, professors Of all bran
cheS, native Parisians and Germans, drawing,
writing, fencing and calisthenic masters (most
Of whom he had never seen, bot they looked
terrible in the prospectus}, with Binns aud
Fardy probably as volunteers, we're bayinG 90