The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-06-04
THE HERMlT'S YEAR.

AAA AAAAANAA ~ A0AA3s
CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK.
Monday and Tuesday were very anx-
lous days tor gentlemen who we're max.
ing up their books and speoulatiog on
further chances for Wednesday. Two
thirds of Londoo scatoely slept At al,
tour fitths got but very feverish nap
toward morning ; and these dreamed Of
Vaubao, Marksman, Van Amburgh,
and the possible Rake, whose blood.
vessel seemed to be mended again.
But there are a select few who care no
more for the Derby than they do tor
the Woking Cemetery, or any other re-
ceptaole for the dead. They never 90
near it; they hate the name of it;
they consider the turf q national dis.
grace; they believe all the three.year
olds to be tour.year olds the Jockey
Club to be South Sea Stock Company,
and the owner of a raeehorse to bo an
incarnation of the enemy of mankind.
Old Maitlsnd was one of these eccen.
trio gentlemen who deduced universal
conclusions from particular premises,
though l suppose he hardly called his
singular ideas by so philosophical =
a name.
He had never been to . racecourse
since he was boy. He never sent
anybody from his house to one, be
never was asked, BY sny of: his cherk'I
Or servants, permission to- ipdelge= ]. 10
such a monetrous temptation, and Ger
tainly, had he been member Of Par.
lament, would have annually opposed
the motion for the annual sdjeurnme ut.
The Olympic games, he said, was re-
ligious festival, at which there was no
''ten to ono bar one;" and the analogy
between that and the Derby WAS ridicu-
lous, if not something worse. The
first part Of his statement was true: it
was religious festival. The second
was not, tor there was aa equivalent
to the betting.ring even at Athens and
Corinth.
But we may as we'll return to our
hero aud heroine. The former was ex.
ceediuglV miserable, at least he thought
so. Perhaps it's not surprising that be
should have felt so. He had cherish.
ed badly founded hope that old Matt:
land would have done anything for his
daughter, even to parting which .
handsome sum Of ready money. His
argument Gf gentlemen in his position
ever condescend to argument, but it
appears to me to be quite inconsistent
with love) was something after thjg
kind. "Old Maitland must love such
a daughter almost es much as: I do. I'd
give her anything in the world I have,
if could get the chance Ergo, he'll
think nothing Of just enough to keep
US going, say fifteen or even twenty
thousand !; and with my income, and
the use of his carriage, We might get
on deuoed we'll. Of course I should
sell, and invest the proceeds in wine.
| Capital business, a wine-merohant's,-
quite differentlthiug from any other"
Then he, by an easy and natural tran.
sitiop, ran over ir his mind the, gentle
manly, well-reeel7ed wine-merehants Of
his acquaintance. Mr.. W. Gas
T. w. it occurred to him men.
tally,I and T. =, he thought
be could roug b it in tho same manner,
and even drink his own champagne
without grimace under like oircum-
stauces,-and G. and D., and
half dozen more rose up at once TO-
view, and presented such a pleasant,
1attering picture, so much more
pleasant and aatteriog than the
pleasure of mounting guard, or even
presiding at the mess.dinner, that be
looked upon his fate as sealed, aud no
more dreamt of refusal than his ir-
tended father.in. law dreamt of the
Goodwood Cup.
And really there was . great de,l q
say for this favorable view Of matri
mony. To be- useful it should be
early. Waiting destroys half. the
charm. What's the use Of money, OK.
cepting to purchase hap piness, or Of ,
daughter, excepting to make her q
wife. What such happiness, too, as a
cheerful, rather good. looking son.in.
law,-cheap 1t almost any money
ard the daughter Of the same way .oi
thinking. A grandfather, and I re.
commend this view Of the case te
stern parents, is nothing remarkable at
seventy; they're common enough; but
a grandfather at fifty, still capable oi
wearing .well-made boots, and riding
his son.in.law's best horses or, better
| Lo.a:o..l L. l.