South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1871-06-30
The Disinherited Nephew.

ny nrei coSltatlng. lie was thinking over
tho words uttered by Squire House, about
hall an hour ago, when that worthy had
been sitting with him over the cherry and
pine apples at dessert
What very fine young men your neph-
ews are, Mr.. Arkwright!
Yes, muttcred Amos, Il suppose they
are very fine young mcn-very ino Young
men, indeed But | wish they had not
been brought up with tho idea that they'd
rich uncle to fall back upon Forian is
desperately extravaganza young cox comb,
without an idea in his head, except tho
clubhouse aud his new silver dressing box :;
and rs for Albert, studious and thorough
going though lac may be, there's something
about him that always reminds one Of the
ring of false metal. Since the days of Jo-
seph Surface, no one has ever really believ-
ed in these model young men. It's per-
plexlng-it is upon my word. I've almost
mind to turn my fortune into gold bars
and throw it into East river really be-
lievo the boys would do better If | were n
bankrupt. Halo here comes Florian now "
Floriau L9verson loungcd into the room,
handsome, blue-eyed young man, with
gold-brown hair, and merry, Apollo snap
cd mouth.
well, uncle salutod the youth, drop
ping languidly into a chair.
We'll, young man. brusqucly respond
cd tho uncle, in n tono denotiDg no very
rapturous welcome
Il was just looking for you uncle
Were you, indeed ? said the old man,
dryly.
j wanted to tell you something
More debts, ell ?
Not exactly, sir. Uncle, with des-
peratc effort, as one might pull the string
of an iced shower bath. ''ul engaged to
be married =
And who is the young lady p
Alice Dean
~ pretty girl, very, for those who fancy
the AugIo-Spanish lyle Of good looks out
you've made a fool Of yourself =
In what way, sir ? demanded Florian
'Shc don't care a straw for you-it's your
expectations she's going to marry " Uncle a"
Don't tell mo " cried Mr.. Arkwright.
As if hadn't found out the hollow by
pocrisy of this schcming. kuavish world
long before you were born Marry the
girl-Ga fool, if you like; but mark my
Arkwrgh', the rich old bachelor, Alice
Dean wouldn't look at you twice .
Uncle, you are speaking what Is false "
'HoId your tonguc " wrlthfully intcricc-
ted Mr.. Arbwright, cor I'll disinherit you
4 would rather he djsnhcritcd than thus
insulicd, 'rcjoincd the hot tempered nephew.
by way Of answer, Mr.. Arkwright mere
~ roso and strodc out Of tie room, nearly
umJIiug over his other nephew, Albert
Wbcatly at the head of tho stairs
My dear uncle {" cried Albert. tall,
dark, stylish boxing man, with a voice as
soft as a flute
Don't speak to mo- cried Mr.. Ark
wright, for I'm in a passion
'ln passion, uncle =
with your ehillloss, good -for-notbing
jackanapes Of a cousin, Florian Lovcrsou (!
Alice Whcatley's face assumed q mild
expression Of sympathetic regret.
1T - scarcely to be wondered at, Uncle
Arkwrighf. FIoran's principles are in
deed to be dcplorcd"
Mr.. Arkwright cut Albert short by hur
rying past him down stairs, aud shooting
out into the street
Half an hour aftcrward be came back IN
n hustle
'Boys,' he cried putting his head into
the room where bis ucphcws Were ondur
ing ono another's company by the ADVENT
tious all Of the evenings newspapers, I've
got % 90 out west 90 sec about the railroad
lands Two been buying. There's trouble
M tho new Board OF Directors. and / must
look after my own interests IN person
And thus disappcarc1 Mr. Amos Ark