Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1872-04-27

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"Are you really in earnest :" i
-" Yes, I am" Vi aii@ aau3 aigto'
And then Mrs. Pendextcr, seeing no
reason why she should not realize portion
At least of the back board for the third.
Story hall bedroom in this practical map.
ner, sent Jack, the erraud boy, down after
the axe and saw, and Ferdinand Allaire
1. s..st briskly to, work, whistliug " Banks
and Braes" most energetically as he
toiled. 'ei'-a'f afa'-~ f'.f,'s-
Miss Jemima came and looked out Of
the window, her eyes shining merry
encouragement, and her mischievous
mouth framing itself in dimples. Miss
Lavinia Jones, the elderly maiden lady
who occupied the back parlor, pursed up
her lips, aud wondered what ridiculous
freak that madcap of Mr.. Allaire would
be up to next?" Young Jessamy Of the
Occidental Club nearly got run over, start
ing back 10 amazement at seeing Ferdin.
and at work {; and Miss Adele Maurice,
with whom he had led the German, three
nights before-for our hero was what is
called "society young man"--stared
with all her eyes, and like priest and Lev.
ite in the parable, passed by on the other
side. ... "
"Let her CO." said Mr.. Allaire to
himself; What do / Icare?"
But as an open barouche rolled by, and
stick of viciously minded wood spun
from the rendins stroke Of the axe directly
into the velvet cushioned seat, opposite a
tall, white. haired old man, who sat there
in diguifed state, our hero looked up apol-
ogetically.
II beg your pardon, sir-I didu't mean
-" he began politely.
And then he stopped in amazemeut. It
was Mr.. Laurence Allaire, the very grim
old uncle who had refused to countenauce
the unreasonable nephew who presumed to
prefer literature and the bellies letters to q
seat 10 the banking-houss Of Allaire l.
Algrove.
"Now I'm done for, past all redcmp.
tion," groancd Mr.. Ferdinand to himself
"Uncle Laurence was quite angry enough
with mo before, but sow he'll have text
to preach sermon that will last him the
rest of his life. The prodigal eating husks
the Isrealites making bricks in land of
captivity. I told you so, and it serves the
young scapcgrace right. Now what evil
genius sent my uncle Laurence down this
street just now, Of all times in the world |?
He cut me out Of his will three months ago !;
now he will add special clause Of oblo-
guy and disgrace. Well, can't help |" ("
Old Mr.. Allaire had opened his keen
blue eyes very wide at the unwouted sight
Of his aristocratic nephew splitting wood !;
but it had not produced exactly the effect
upon him which Ferdinand so darkly
prophcsied. He sat up as straight as ever
in his carriage, gravely medita,ipg. .raf
Stokes" said he to his coachman.
"Sir ?" said Stokes. .4f p,
"Drive to Mr.. Pennawinks."
"Yes sir" said Stokes. '3-
"Didu't know the boy had so much
pluck in him." said Mr.. Laurence Allaire
to himself, stroking his frost-white mus
tache. The only relative I've got 10 the
world, after all no use in making an
obstinate old stage-uucla Of myself. Pen.
nawinks." '~ i IT. -nH
"Yes, sir" said the lawyer, from hi.
leather-covered chair, as Mr.. Allairc
walked into stu8y little Office smelling oi
law books aud stale cigar smoke s
"" / want my will restored to its original
form, Pennawiuks." 4aata ali{v
Mr.. Pennawinks elevated his shaggy
~~S6J
gray brows, but made no other sigu oil
amusement. MI ad~irart was his motto
IN legal matters. W ..a Fs .q
"Very we'll, sir. I'll bring il round 70.
morrow" be answered.
"No, you'll not. You'll do it now,
while I am waiting. No,e is the accepted
time, for old men ike me. Peuuawinks."
Exactly sol" said Mr.. renoawiuks
$50 Mr.. Ferdinand has reformed 7"
"Well-Do-I can't say that exactly
said the old bssksr stifay. But there.
more genuine stuff in the lad than l had
any idea Of. I shall invite him to Dime,
this afternoon" .,.,..1 rre-f -
Bot Mr.. Allaire had iasusd his last din.
Ber invitation.
"Apoplexy," said one doctor.
Heart disAsse" !" aaid n sAcond.