Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1866-01-06
TAKEN PRI>ONER.

VIC 'hFu tine inaC IL naS happened WITHIN
the half year. I'll 20 myself and get the
money, or Ill know the reason Why"
Mr.. Matthew Deane was in particularly
bad humor this raw December morning.
Stock had fsllss-~tea il should have ris-
en-his clerk had tipped over the lux
stand on his special and peculiar paper
heap-the fire obstinately refused to burn
in the grate-in short, nothing went right
and Mr.. Deanc was consequently CORES
pondingl y cross.
jenkins p
Yes, sir"
''Go to the Window Clarkson's and tell
her l shall be there in just u half hour,
and shall expect conf lentia'y, to receive
the rent money, or else shall feel abhg-
ed to resort to the EXTREMIST measures -
You understand. Jenkins?"
"Crr,ainly, sir"
"Then don't stand there staring like an
idiot, snarled Mr.. Deane, in q sudden
burst Of irritation, and jenkins disappear
ed like shot.
Just half an hour afterward, Matthew
Deape brushed his brown hair, just sprin.
kIed with gray, away from q square y4,
not undiukIy brow, pu, on his turiued
overcost. and walked forth i1,o ,he chill
winter air, fully determined, 6surative'y,
TO aunlhilste the defaulling widow Clark
son.
1t was a dwarfsh little brick house
which appeared originally to have aspired
to two storyhood lot, but crampei BY
circumstances, had settled down into a
story aud half, but the windows sA1ne
like pebbles, and the doorstep was worn
BY much securing. Neither Of these cir
cumstances. however, did Mr.. Deans re-
mark, a. he pulled the glass door knob,
and strobe into Mrs. Clarksons parlor.
There WAS = small-very small, as if
every lump Of anthracite were boarded, in
the stove, and at table, with writing i'm
plements before her, sat a young lady
whom Mr.. Deane at once recognized as
Mrs Clarkeon's niece, Miss Olive Me!ien.
She was not disagreeable to look upon
though you would never have though, Of
CHASING her among the beauties, with
shining black hair, blue, long-'ashed
eyes, aud a pretty mouth. hiding teeth
like rich keruels, SO white we're they.
Miss Melen arose, with a very polite
nod, which was grimly reciproc..ed by
Mr.. Deane.
Il called to see your aunt, Miss Melen,'
said he.
IL know it, sir, but as | was aware of
her tlmid temperament, sent her away.
prefer to deal with you myself
Mr. Deane s,arted-tne cool audacity
OF the dsmsel in grey, with scarle, rib
bons in her hair. rather astonished him.
II suppose the money is ready?'
"No, sir. it is not
"Then, Miss GIive-pardon me, but
must speak plainly-I shall send an OFF,
Ger here this afternoon to put valuation
Oh the furniture, and"
"You Il do nothing O the kind, SIR"
Olives cheek redeemed and her eye
flashed portentiously. Mr.. Deane turned
toward the door, bet ore he knew what
she was doing, she had walked quietly
across the room, locked the door and tax
en- out the key-shs then resumed her
seat.
What does this mean?' calculated the
astonished prisoner Of war.
ut means, SIR said Olive, "thas you
will be obliged to reconsider tho ques-
ton"
"Ob!igedw
"Yes, you will hardly jump GU. of til.
window, and there 10 no other mode Of
egress unless you CHOOSE to 90 Up the
chimney. Now, then, Mr.. De.n-, will
you tell me II you-a christhn man in
the ninteenth cen'ury-intend to sell \
poor womans furniture? Listen, siri'
Mr.. Deane had opened his mouth to
demonstrate, but Olive enforced her words
with a very emphatic little stamp of the
foot, and he was as it were stricken dumb.
"1ou are what the world calls rich, Mr..
Denne; you own rows Of houses. piles OF
bank stock. railroad shares. bonds and
mortgages, who knows what? My nun,
has no,hing-I supper. her by copying -
Now II this case be CA ried ia o q court
o! law, my poor alipg aun, would be the
sufferer-yoo would emerge unsca'ed and
probing. You are no, IL bad man, Mr..
Deene-you have many noble qualities,
and | like .ou for them
She paused NJ o,nent and looked grave
ly aud intcn,ly al Mr. Dpane. The color
rose to her cheek-it was not disagreen-
Bile 10 be told by . pretty young girl tina,
she liked him on any terms. yet she
had INDUCED in pretty plain speaking
II have heard she went on, "of your
doing kind actions, whom you are in the
homor for it. You can do them, aud you
shall in this instance. You are cross this
morning-yon know you are Hush. no
sxcsse-you are selfish and irritable, and
overbsaring. II were your mother, and