The avant courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1871-1872, 1871-11-02
The Miser's Heir.

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The Miser's Heir.
The hour hand of Philip Acres OH
fashioned silver watch was pointing to thu
figure eight; the snug red curtains shut on
the rain and deEkness fof stlea March night
and the fire Snapped and cracked behind the
red hot bars of the CRATE in a most cozy and
comfortable sort of way casting rosy shine
into the thoughtful brown eyes that Wert
tracing castles and eoronets in the brightly
burning Goals. wm4ysm~ wsN
For Philip Acre was, for once, indulgine
himself in the dangerous destinations OF the
day dream.
IF 1 were only rioh,'' he pondered to
himself All! if Then goodbye to all
these nusty old law books; goodbye to
mended boots and-tt1rnetl coats, all the ways
and means which turns. a man stalife. inte
wretched bondages Woufdn T rrevei in new new
books, and delicious paintings, aud high
stepping horses? WealaA't buy set OF
jewelry for Edith--not pale pearls or sickly
emeralds, but diamonds TO- blaze like links
of fire upon her royal throat? Wouldn't +
what nonsense Fun talking, though?n he
cried suddenly IA himself, III Philip Acre,
hold your tongue. did suppose you were
fellow of more sense. Here you are, neither
rich or distinguished, but simple law stu
dent;swhfleaEafta Wylis is farq above your
moon-struck aspirations as the Queen Of
Night harsaHa 7SheI hses ME j -iaiOu gH-she
will wait--and the time, will one day come.
II Only Or. w Mere not 50 aistrustful ola
felloWL However, i must learnto prove N.Y.
self worthy Of the sweetes5, nrize ateger-
halo! come III there, whoever yod afes's
1t was only the servant maid Of the lodg-
her apron, between her finger and thoEdb. 81 4
1stPlease, siFafhe postman has jnsblelttiEssl
'"All right, Katy An ow, stfhen, \ 1le added,
as THE door closed behind TX atyss slbstantial
back, ! duet'ssseewhata my unkaoHn scorres-
pondent has I'D say IA black seal
having any relation 10 lose, Fam noe alarmed
at tile prognostit. shl j; s.s i s9.s I. ,se
lie broke the seal, glanced over the Short,
business-like communication contained with-
in, -withsa acesYaried from incrstiulot1s sur
PRISE to sudden gladnesss hiasss3sN yfesfga i
1.ssAn ] drealningg' he naurmured, rubbing
his eyes and shaking himself, AL II to ensure
complete possession Of his senses ii tNc, I'm |
ideawake and III mind ds, II it's no,
delusiona- no part VI my 4 waking visions.
But Who would have saRp osed that old tIhos.
Mortimer, whom Irayen,'t seen sinceJ WasaII
boyofs sixseen j Asds 4eck9 id hin ont. oh thal
river half dead between cramp and fright,
would die and leave me his money? Why,
I'm not thesshado W efga ~ latipa ;9hslt then |
never heard the old man had any kith or kin,
SO can't imagine any harm in taking ad-
vantage Of this odd freak. Rch-am | really
to be richs aIstpingi naaaidin syisio1la to be an
actual fact? Oh, Edith Edith!'
He clasped both hands over his eyes, sick
and eieIdy WITH the sthonght thatsthea farrpfr
star VI iifs sadUratfon would be- Brought Up |
hear him at last by the magnet gold. All |
those years OF patient waiting were to be |
bridgcd over nv the strange o. Ssmiser's be-
quest he might claim Edith now.
How full OF heart shine were the weeks
that fitted pvMsthe heart Of the acceptNd
lover brf alltahH bM eEditaes fshils Y hiade
beautiful by the oft.radiance of Edith's love.
There was one alloying shadoW--the most I
touch of aistruss and suspi-
cion with which stern old DIR. Wylis regarded
bis future son-in-law. ALI he feared to trust
his emily child to the keeping Of any man
who had notsbeen proved instAe tslN fgrnaees
of trial.
Is was precisely 4 week besofe the day ap-
pointed for the wedding, and the soft lights,
yelled by shades Of grouEd glass, were just
lighted in Dir. Wylis' drawing room. where
Edith sat among herswhites roses and hello
ropes, working 4 bit OF cambria rnffiing, and
singing to herself. She was slender, beau
sifnl girl with violet eyes, bluerreined sforerd
nead. and glossy curis Of that pale gold chat I
Did painters loved to- portray.
al wonder if Mortimer place is so very
ovely ~ she said to silvcr-haired lady who
!. PhiIipsfs going No take me
here when we returrfrom or wedding tour.
lunty he says Ii is the sweetest place POI
IT'S fancy can devise, with fountains and
hruhberies and delicious copses. Oh, shall
We not be happy there 7"
She started lib. with i bright. sudden
Lush for even while the words were tremh-
ing on her Hips, Philip Acre eatbes Into the !
DOM. His handsome face was grave, look
ng alittie troubled, vet cheerful Withal. Mrs. Ut
" yifs, with mi arch nod 1T her iiece. slisap4
eared into the pertumed perspective of the
observatory, leaving the lovers to them
elves. 2A AfAM 1M&M
You are looking grave. Philip said
,dith ,.as, be hentoyer. and kissed her cheek
= an feeling 30. darling. Isllave 4 very I
npleasant disclosure tn make to-night-onr
arriage must hs kaestponea iaasfI niEslS Z 81 !
q Philip, for what reasoDs'
q mo serabls lie ~ sisllgens Iabor At ansy \
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