Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1865-03-09
Ghnite' s}liseellaug.
Taken Prisoner.

"No rent again this mouth? This is this
third time that it has happened within the
bali year. I'll go myself and get the mon
ey, or III know the reason why
Mr.. Matthew Deane was in particularly
bad humor this raw December morning
Stock had fallen when it should have risen
his clerk had tipped over the lnkstand on
his special and peculiar paper heap, the lire
obstinately refused to burn in the grate-in
short, nothing went right, and Mr. Deane
was corresponding y cross.
'JenkiAsl' .. ....
Yes, sir
"Go to widow Ciarkson's and tell her
that | shall be there in just half an hour,
and shall expect confidently, mind, jenkins,
c0nfdeatly, to receive that rent money! Or
else shall feel obliged to resort to extrem-
est measures. You understand, Jenkins. "
"Certainly, sir"
"Then don't stand there staring like an
idiet," snarled Mr. Deane, in sudden
burst of irritation, and MIR. jenkins disap-
pear like shot. =
Just haitian hour afterward, Mr.. Matthew
Deaue brushed his brown hair, just sprink-
led with gray, put on his fur-lined over
coat, and walked forth into the chill winter
air, fully determined, fgurativcly, to ami
hilate the defau ting widow Clarkson.
1t was dwarfsh little brick house which
appeared formerly to have asplred to two
storyhood lot but cramped by circumstan-
ces, has settled down into story and half;
but the windows shown like pebbles, and
the door step worn down by much scour-
| ing. Neither of these things, however, did
/ Mr.. Deane remark as he pulled the glass
door knob, and strobe into Mrs. Clarkson's
parlOr. .e
Ill !
every lump of anthracteswele hoarded-in
the stove and at the table, with writing i'm
plements before her, sat a young lady whom
Mr. Deane recognized as Mrs. Clarkson $
niece, Hiss Olive Mellen. She was not
disagreeabe to look upon, though you new
er would have thought ofclassing her among
the beauties with shining black hair, blue,
|, long lashed eyes, and pretty mouth, hi
ding teeth like rich kernels, 80 rich were
Miss Melen arose, with very polite nod
which was grimly reclprocated by Mr.
} Deane.
ii called to see your aunt, Miss Mellen,'
he said. .,
II know it, sir; but as was aware of hel
timid temperament, sent her away.
, prefer to deal with you myself,
, Mr.. Deane started--the cool audaclty Q
>, this damssl in gray, with scarlet ribbons ii
her hair, rather astonished him.
II suppose the money Is ready
NO.. sir, It IS not.
q "Then, Miss Olive-pardon me, but
must speak plainly-l shall send an Office
: here this afternoon to put valuation OF
the furniture, and" ;,
lyon will do nothing of the kind, sir"
. Olives cheeks had reddened and he
- eyes flashed portentously. Mr.. Deane turn
:, edtowards the door, but ere he knew, wha
\. he was doing, she had walked quietly acrOs
the room and locked the door and take
= out the key,--she then resumed her seat.
"What does this mean2" calculated th
asteuished prisoner OF war.
"It means, sir" said Olives that 70
| will he obliged to reconsider the question.
"Yesoyou will hardly jump out of tn
window. and there is no other Modc I
q egress. unless you choose to go up the chin
new, Now, then, Mr. Deane. will you te
\ me if you-a Christian man 10 the NM
>! teenth century-intend to sell poor w
ori mans furniture? Listen, sir
I'd Mr.. Deane had opened his mouth to n
-, monstrate, but Olive enforced her wor'
with very emphatic little stamp OF u
foot, aud he was as it were stricken dunn
"You are what the world calls rich, NJ
d. you own rows OF houses piles OF oaI
stock, railroad shares bonds and mortg
- ees, who knows what? My aunt has not
ing--I support her by copy. Now, if ii
case be carried into the court ofthe la
\ my poor ailing aunt would be the sufferer
n YOU would emerge unscathed and prodtin
~ You are not bad man.. Mr.. Deane, y
have many noble qualities, and l like J
40 for, them. rg .r 80, ~
uS She paused moment and looked gray
and intently at Mr.. Deane. The color n
to his cheek--it was not disagreesble to
C. tsld BY a pretty girl that she liked him
i any terms, yet she ! had indulged in pre-
p'.I p"I have heard She weat on, '"et "
doing kind actious, when you are in
humor fer It,. You can Do them. and }
o.; shsll in this Instance. You are cross
Co, moroins-you know you aret Hush,
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