Middletown transcript., 1873-04-12

the room ana confronting MS daughter,
whom be had the satisfaction TO End sit
ing on Hugh Mcionagle's knee. with
her beautiful arms wound around his
neck.
70! u. o." screamed Miss Magog.
throwing herself into an armchair, and
covering her face with her hands.
Mr.. Magog glared a. Mr.. McGonaglo,
and the latter gentleman glarcd at the
former gcnileman. and the former gen.
tleman was very red in the face. while
the latter was uncommonly pale; but be
wa. as cool as il he had becn iced
"Wil, thou reach stars because they
shine on thee ?"-cried Mr.. Magog, quot
ing Shakespeare without knowing il.
Mr.. McGonagle arose. walked 10 the
window. and looking up at the stars.
said he didn't think be would.
NO, Mr.. Mngog. I'd rather not. IL
it's all the same TO you" And then.
after pause, u presume am address
ing Mr. Masos'"
aYes sir"
"Ah, thought couldn't be mistak-
en-" said Hugh. smiling blandly. ''al.
though believe never had the pleasure
Of meeting you before. I recognized
you in moment, from the strong re-
scnbancc you bear to your father, whose
portrait adorps the wall. And our hero
waved his hand at the very lfclike repre-
senta,ion "n OIL Of the departed Oba-
diah Magog. who was scowling fercely
at everybody in the room, for no matter
from wha, poin, you looked a, the por.
trait, those 6erce-loeking eyes were fixed
upon you.
20, you did recognize me? And you
are quite rish, in .upposing tina. We new
er met before sir" growled Mr. Magog
"and If sou know what is best for your
self We shall never meet again"
"On the contrary, my dear sir. hope
to have the pleasure Of meeting you quite
often in the future. The truth is. Mr..
Magog. am very much in love with
your daughter. and | am happy to inform
you that she reciprocaies my love.
Ten thousand -
"Hcli. Mr. Magog. Don, excite your
self, | beg Hear me out, and then, il
you desire it, | will retire, for this even
ing, at least,
Mr.. Magog flung himself into a chair.
] quite overcome with rage. for our hero
wa so exceedingly cool tha, he didn't
know what to do or say and he had
found ,ha, he couldn't friehton him
60 on, young man Say wha, you sc
got to say, and then leave the house
Thank yeu Believe mc, | shall re-.
mamber this kindness. and repay it. when
have the right, as your .on-in-law
Mr. Magog glar,d, bu, said nothing
Look a, tnc. sir In form anl feature
am certainly not sery objectionable A.
for my family, whatever they were, am
ths only representative Of the family lef, :
That's lucky" sneered Mr. Magos
Perhaps So continued Hugh Il
have nothing to say about that :
Go ott .
We'll. sir. | have not so much wealth
as you but wha, have | made myself :
And you're spending il yourself,
growlea Mageg Now, see here. young
lnan. whnt are you driving at? What d.
you want =
Il wan, your daughter" answered Nc
e;ona.lc
Aud you can't have her .
Aud your daughter wants me.
Bat she can, have YOU
.JHtfson =
Mr. Maseg .prans half way across the
room ,'Wha' the dnce was that Wht
spoke 2 he asked but no one answered
Della was staring 1t her grandfather
portrait ami trembling. while McGouagl
was staring at the samo portrai, an,
shverng
, Who spoke q ,,ammerei Magog
looking wildly around him
II spoke -
., 7 ,as the por,rai, - gasped Della
, throwing herself into her lovers arms f.
. protection.
'.lIa. what tho portrait my faith
err And Mr. Magog trsmbled till hi.
. teeth fairly ehattered
"Yes. il is your father, Jefferson Ma
! Cog. said the portrait; and its terrible
, eyes seemed to CLEAN 6ercer than ever.
.Wha-wha. do you want OF me !?
. asked Mr. Magog in horse whisper
D staring 6xedly a, the portrait and ,hsl
suddenly gaining his cournge, "Pshaw
E what fool
no 10 you eaii iooi uchsuue,
u the portrait. in n terrible voice.
"By heaven I'll know the mennin
+, Of this" cried Mr.. Magog. springing for
o ward and dashing his right foot ir'o tn
. middle Of the canvas. Then be stagger
= ed. There isn't any one hid benin
there"
, The portrait laughed, "Ha. ha. ha !.
!. but 1t didn't smile. No. il looked Just a
:, fierce as ever, and that terrible laug
c made Mr. Magog's blood curdle in b
veins. The color left his cheek. gre.
d beads Of perspira.ion broke out upon h
face he staggered back and fell into
d scat.
This is no mortal business" /
is groancd
d Jefferson said the portrait. assun