Mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado Co., Cal.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-16

had declined 10 stay and dine with them, and
had driven back to town; 90 the two aemGienSsn
again sat down tcte-0-tete, Mr.. QrindIe doing
the hOnOrs.
Mr.. Simpson found his position rather en-
barrassing; he was neither master nor guest
lie was drinking the agents wine, kept under
private lock and key In preparation for per-
iodiCal visits, and eating slimDn brought down
In ice In. his dog cart. He, would not have
ventured himSelftO give an order in the house
for the world. Mr. Grindle, Il Is true, refer.
red TO him continually, most dfefinctiy and
pointed, ~ "poOr Mr.. j0hn's cousin |" Sat be
felt that the sour looking old servant would,
at word from that gthdeaal6, nave Kicked
him out Of the front door, and, as he fhncied,
with pleasure. Il was quite tTue-so he would:
and Mr.. Crindle after him, and Mr.. John
Simpson, had he had the chance, after them
both, or any other visitor By right OF By in.
vitation, who interfercd with his own person.
al ease and quiet; but to poor NJ. Joseph Il
seemed that the sour looks were IevelIod CO.
pccially at him.
It might 10 that both gentlemen were tired,
or that they did not And- each others c0nxer.
satiOn very agreeable, or that, 90 the lawyer
observed, there was something sleepy In the
air; for, after very languid attempt at con-
versatiOn, they forgot to pass the bottle, and
fell fast asleep III their respective easy chairs
They were reused by . startling peal from the
hall bell (ncryous hands always pull hard
cchoing loudly through the almost empty
house. i-.-.'
{" Rather late for tlsitor," said Mr.. Grin.
die; "hopc none Of my clients have followed
me down here"
Tho hall doo. 80 o-----I H. -. :. -.
liminary negotiation audible In the passage
as the sOur-visagcd domestic ushcred In " Miss
Simpson" Tg.1
Mr. Grindlc looked astonisled. as he rose
and bowed. Mr.. Simpson jumped up In alarm.
Anything the matter ct home. Maryf"
said the father in trembling voice. .t.
She forgot Mr.. Grindle; perhaps never saw
him. She rushed forward and fell on her
knees with one loud sob at her fathers feet
Perhaps Mr. Grindle could not, strictly
speaking, have been called . gentleman. lie
was man, at oil events, which is sometimes
just as good. lie was astonished, he was very
pardonably curious, but be walked straight
out OF the room. It was case, as he could
have phrased it. quite out Of his line of busi-
ness. lie walked struight out, rather in q
hurry and the passage was rather dark
There he stumbled Uvcr q boy. cy.------
"WhO are YOUR sid he shaking him rath.
or roughly, by way Of giving vent to his agi.
tated feelings" who the deuce are you :"
Don't" said . pleading voice." don't;
I'm Sam.
"Sam who"
"Sam Simpson,"
"Curse it." said the lawyer, "herc's the
whole family come"
"And what on earth arc you doing here,
boy, skulking 10 the passagef II you want
to sec your father, why don't you 60 to him ?"
oh, cause I've run away and she's gone
to tell him about BinnSH ---
"Run awayi where homI and why did
you run here and who's Binns r. r
But II there had besh any hope IN hls then
state ofagitation, Of Samuel intslliR Rlble
answers to this sharp FIRE Of qMsslidnss hs &as
at all events spared the tvizl, fbr 1t tint no
ment the bell rang as loudly % bsS6s&
go IT, shid Ne. Gsindlss With sort Of
sneering defiance "rink louder. ."Bf, u.
Samuel had, not thar slishtes9' doubt that
the Philistines were upan him--that the whole
staff Of Lindley HeusA professors Of Al bran
ches native Pariaisns and Germans, drawing,
writing, fencing, and calisthenic masters,
looked terrible In the prospectus,) with Binna
on his track, and that be was to be dragged
back to increased torturcs.
Let 60 my coat-tails, sir." (Sam had IasA
tened on him In his agony.) "What's the
matter with the boyH Don't howl in that
way; go to your hthes-d'yc heare Sorry
to keep you waiting, I'm sure," said the law.
yer, again addressing the door with bitter
Politeness; for either the old servant was
slow, or tho new visitor impatient, aad there
was another peal along the passage
Sam was under the bali table now. The
old servant came across the hall, looking sour.
or than ever.
"MOrO company, Zachary" said Mr.. Grin.
die fare your beds all aire1i" A.. s.,...,
ZAchary's face might have expressed, dis
gust, but that MAS its usual Gxpfeesipu, and
he was too much afraid Of the. lawyer "a No.
ply, or, perhaps, too intensely indIgnapt. He
opened the door, however, and tail young
man inquired for Mr.. Joseph Simpson.
"YOur name, sir, II you please" said "a
chary. Il must have been q great satisiac.
tion to him to answer by counter-question,
for the gentleman was evidently impatient
Mr. Harrison" Zachary vOuchRaftd nc
verbal answer, but allowed him to walk in.
George caught sight Of Mr. Grindle a. he
was retreating, and addressed bis next ques
tiOn to him.
~ beg your pardon, sir. but you no doubt
can tell me-is Mary-is Miss Simpson her'
with her father?"
"Well," Said the lawyer, after rapid sur
vcy OIL quCstiOner, which appeared salts
factory, for there waA something less OF irrita
tion in his tone, ~ think | may say, she is
Has ale run awAyY"
"Sir !" said George, firing up. =