The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1876-10-26

| smile; out the Jokes IN the Sequel, anu
l have nearly done.
-. raveds and sfumed as stood with one
boot on, and the fragments of the other in
my hand. The right was right enough,
but what was left of the left was no larger
than a child's boot; nothing short of n.y.
Graulic pressure could have got my foot
into it.. -. p. x -.
"Nothing in the shape of boots had
in the house, but some old carpet slip
pers. It was raining, too, but In DIES.
peration i put one of the slippers Oh, and
| started { Will the shade Of Hood pardon
me if say, altering his lines shade
With breathless haste, like a soul in chase,
l slipped it on and RANT
and caught the train, to my great surprise
and joy.
"T6ere was "a handsome ysunDHm tel
low in the carriage. q perfect GENT
capital, good natured fellow he was, too
entered into conversation at once, and
seemed SO Wonderfully interested in nv
story of the boots-strangely so, almost.
| He asked as many questions about nv
relatives as if he had been an old friend.
"' Lewes is no CO. he said; train
stops two minutes only, SO that's stump
"Then he talked little; and vet, as I
looked at him. noticed he was abstract
ed. ,~ =, -. zn s.. 80.
Mind seemed other where"
1 murmured.
Exactly. Apt-very apt"
And he gripned horribly.
my newly found FRIEND" he contin-
ued, offered most kindly to help me out
of my difficulty-he did not know
Brighton very well, but having listened
to the description of the position Of Lii
onel's house, he decided that should
have a quarter of an hour at least to
spare.
Il will, take the pattern boot, and
match it in no time at the first boot shop;
you can wait at .the station. Y will not
keep you long,
He was as good as his word when we
reached Brighton. l sat in the waiting
room, while, with the pattern boot in
hand, he hurried off on his generous mis-
sion. 1t was ridiculous predicament to
be left there with one slipper on and de-
shall never forget that time-the longest
quarter of an hour l ever remember. At
last the conviction flashed on me that the
time was gone. / ran out of the room on
to the platform to see the clock. Oh,
horror! the time was past by seven min
utes.
AN astonished porter stopped, and
asked me what was up? s...1
"'The time ISL l answered sharply.
Then more politely told enough of my
story to enlist his sympathy, which took
an eminently practical form.
&c Take cab at once he said.
"And giving me lift on his back, 1
was in another minute rafting down
Queen s road like mad.
"'Dolt, not to have thought of this be-
fore. What will Susan say? She will
never forgive me for being such an unmit-
igated noodle
"When my Jehu had Numbered with the
knocker sutfic:ently-according to his no.
tions of propriety, which were peculiar
the door of my dear relations house was
thrown open by my late travelling COM
panion, who, bowling in the blandest
manner, said:
"Oh! here are your boots, Mr.. Siskin.
Will you put them on in the cab?'
"' You crafty scoundrel' roared, as
soon as could draw sufficient breath. L
will kick you to Jericho with them if l
can only get them on
GO Here, cabby, fetch a policeman or
two said the nephew-for of course it
was he. = Or stay; your machine will
just do to run him in; he's s'mad as a
halter
"Cabby grinned, so did every one of
of the small crowd that had gathered
round
81 put the boots on, and paid the fare;
then, quietly stepping to the door, as old
Lionel Sands came along the passage, I
was about to explain the trick that had
been played on me-
To my intense disgust, the old donkey
pointed to a gigantic clock face in the
hall, and addressed me as follows:
"Mr. Siskin, you know my rule
punctuality. Strict punctuality, and no
excuses. The business is settled Ny
nephew will not regret it if you do. An
other time if you cannot get your boots to
come in, come without. Goodday.'
"He slammed the door in my face.
II shall never forget the utter exas-
door like an impotent mailman. am
turned away to hide my tears-for keep
them back could not for my life. Well,
cannot stay to tell you all besides, am
OBTAINING you, perhaps?
"When old Sands died, he left every
thing to that gentlemanly thief of a
nephew, by will dated the day he %
fiercely sent me packing. He soon sold
off the clocks and furniture, and long be-
fore this has been half over the world.
Zone thing l must say--we received
e2OO by post six months after the death of
old Lionel; and, as we could never trace
the sender, put it down as conscience
money fromgthe nephew.
Well, good day, said Mr. Siskin;
land at about ten look for me-"
So did, but he never came; and to this
hour, if 'disappoint dear Julia, she is
apt to ask me if 1 have been stopping to
talk to Mr.. Siskin about his boots.-En.
0Zish M00nzine,