The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1870-06-23
~ cannot, Talbot-my time is not

mean ?"
"Perhaps you have forgottcn-pcr
haps you have not heard" said wy
man, speaking hurrcdly and confused,
"tlat we are very much reduced. II
am clerk in a trimming store at ten
dollars q week."
"The deuce you are! what thcn?'
"You never were worldly, Talbot"
said the young man smiling sadly;
"you don't argue like the rest OF the
world that our social disparity"
"Socal humbug!" CIRCULATED Talbot
impaticntly jerking the rein. Jump
in, Grant--my horses cont stand!'
sit is quite Impossible, Talbot, my
employer
"You're as pale as a shcet-bIanchcd
lust like . stick Of celery. Where is
your place?'
Wyman felt himself crimsoning
again as he named aD obscure street
where cheap goo1s were sold at cheap
rates.
"Wc'll drive thcre!''
Grant Wyman found himself, he
scarce knew how, costly established
among RED velvet cushions by his
friend side, while St. John called ont
TO the outside servant to meet them at
the address his friend had so reluctant
ly named. johnson started super
ciliqusly.
."Well, i'll amt every bit as good
as shop boy he muttercl be
tween his teeth. "But Mr.. st. john
was always holder than Dicks at |
band"
"What are you going to do with me,
Talbot?' asked Wyman, az his friend
drew up i'll front Of the tawdrily dress
ed windows Of the sccond,ratc trim
ming store,
~ am going to send you to the park |
for a drive-yon look as if You were
in the first stages Of g2lloping con-
SUMPTION
Wyman smiled sadly.
"You are very kind, but it is quite
impossible, Talbot"
Yet St. john know in The very zones !
ofhis voice how die poor young MAJ
yearned after the forbidden lranght Of
sunshine and celebrating air, and DO
licious arrowy motion,
"Quite out Of the question, sir
quite" said the look noscd proprietor
ofpoor Grant Wyman's time. "Coul INT
spare one of our young men, not il
Queen Victory was TO come ere after
hints entirely against The rules
Talbot ST. john spoke TO him in q
low voice. The hot-Jlonded young
Was accustomed TO hayIn4
his own way--and be intended TO make
no exception in this instance, aud
the proprietors face frightened in the
CLEAN of golden reason.
"Ccrtalnly, ,ir--by all means. If Mr.,
Wyman wished TO he absent an hour
or two"
Hold your ,onguc!' interrupted st.
John otorm.iy. "Wyman must know
nothing of our little business transac-
ton. 1 shall take bis place behind
your counter, if you please"
The ook-noscd man Of ribbons
bowed and rubbed his hands fawn!ng-
ly. Grant Wyman could scarcely be.
lieve his own eyes when he saw young
fellow Of six feet two standing behind
the counter, as calmly complaccnt as
if his whole lie had been spent among
tape, ribbons and hooks aud eyes.
The next moment Johnson was
driving hin away from the door with
q autter Of robes and Ginning of bells
and springing Of horses that made him
almost fancy himself among the dclu-
siye shadowings OF a delightful dream.
And how Jared Talbot St. John?
"Pretty well, considering as the
ladies' say. Fortunately it WAS early
in the day, AMI beyond few bargains
in black pins, stay laccs AMI pcriumed
soaps, he had very little to do.
Presently, however, the shop began
to ill apocc-tradc grew hri,kcr, ana
Mr.. st. John found plentiful use for al!
The quantlm of business talent that he
possessed.
"Have you any orotchet cotton"
Down came half dozen boxes Of
tape about Mr. St. Johns cars-.hc {
natural consequence Of the start he
gave on hearing the sweet, familiar
sound Of Cecile lIDrncr's voice.
81 don't know-.aat is, I'll see Mss
Horner."
Cecile opened wide her beautiful q
brown eyes.
"Mr. st. john
And Mary looking very daisv-lkc il
, pink bonnet. with white flowers
echoed the surprised cxc,amG.'on: