The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1875-02-11


playing his own infantile game; and
how had he once got Madge for his
bride, he would have called Bane to a
strict account, and had his bitter re-
venge for all the indignities and insults
he had put up with from his lnsolent
AID overbearing employer.
The hostler had heard them coming,
and stood ready at the foot of the stoop
to take the tired animals to the stable,
as they drove up and threw the lines to
him. A strange sound of subdued
laughter came from the latter as the two
! worthless assembled the steps and pulled
the door bell; and Bane was about to
turn and rebuke his impertinence, when
the door was swung open by the litter
ing Kitty.
''What the ID does this mean? ?" he
roared at the girl, glad to have some new
object upon which to vent his wrath
''You must know all about it. Pack up
and clear out of the house this moment!
Do you hear? and follow your shameless
mistress"
please, sir" replied the maid, trying
to hide her mirth with the corner of
her apron my mistress is in the parlor,
SIR
SIN the parlor % exclaimed both men
together, while Bane followed up the
question with, ''she darent?'' and dart
ed toward the door Of that room.
And very much astonished, indeed,
were both gentlemen at the sight that
| greeted them therein. 1t was the large
room where Madge and her Uncle had
had their last interview Madge and
Harry Caverly were seated side by side
on one of the sofas, while near them sat
a middle-aged man dressed in rather
clerical clothes, leaning toward them, as
If talking confidentially to the pair. A
little further off, though within hearing
distance, was seated very pleasant
faced individual, who, from his rosy
countenance and impurturbable good
humor, might have been taken for sec
ond cousin to Conversation Kenge. of
Bleak House notoriety.
Mr.. Tom Bubbles arose from the iden-
tlcal easy-chair which hitherto had been
held sacred to the broad proportions of
old Bane himself, and advancing with
!
"Good evening, gentlemen" he said
III lively tone of voice, at the same
time performing a series of genufexions
which might have been meant seriously
or impertinently. eve have been look
ing for you for some time back you
must have had a cold drive
Mr.. Bane gave him only a glance in
reply but it was so eloquent with rage
and hate that even the self possessed Tom
felt little abashed.
''Madge,' the old man blurted out as
he strobe toward her, followed by Jar
hey, whose sallow cheeks had suddenly
become white, ''what does all this meal.
Are you crazy-or am [ What is that
conceited puppy by your side doing in
my house?"
'Doing in my house p repeated Jar
hey, getting sefely behind his compan-
| ion.
"Uncle,' said Madge quietly, "Mr.
Bubbles will explain everything I hope
to your satisfaction"
'Most noble, grave and reverend or
should say, Friends and countrymen,'
said Tom Bubbles, taking up a promi-
nent position in the center of the room,
Shear me for my cause"
''To the point at once, struck III the
| rosy-faced man.
Certainly p echoed the clerical in
dividual
''Well," said Tom, casting an indig-
nant glance at both of the speakers, and
the bringing his eye to bear uyon both
of the newcomers, elf my eloquence is
to be nipped in the bud this way, I can
be as short as any piecrust ever bakedl"
He rolled up his cuffs as if about to enter
into a pounding match with both or
either of the gloomy and astonished wor-
thies. "While you, gentlemen, were
cavorting about the country for car
riage that only drove around the corner
of the wood, the late Miss Madge Bane,
through the kindly assistance of the Rev.
Jabez Lucky, distant cousin. of my
own Ito whom Inow beg to introduce
you,) and in presence of this legal gen
tlemen, Theodore Chitty, Esq, became
the wife of no less character than
Harry Caverly. We (you will please
excuse the pronoun, as I use it in no
self-laudatory sense) thought it better,
under the peculiar circumstances of YOUR