The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1877-04-12

waving her TO seat, he cleared n
throat, and said:
OF course you know, Nannette,th
my brother left no will?'
Il have not thought about it at all
murmured Nannette, wearily, findin
he paused for reply, and then adde
as wearily: But you are mistaken
He did leave a will
Mr.. Dean, started, flushed, and ex
claimed hastily:
'Where is it?'
4 don't know sighed Nannette. 6
only know he told me he had mad,
one.'
'Ohv calculated Mr.. Dean, will
prolonged emphasis, and then said
That amounts to nothing. In the alb
sense of will, reign master here
Aroused from her apathy by tn,
significant tone, Nannette looked ul
inquiringly, and he continued:
Yes, the law gives me everything
and you, Nannette, will see the pro
priety of establishing yourself else
where.
'But papa told me he had made me
his sole legatee,' saidNannette,in slow
startled tones.
THAT won't stand in law, snecred
Mr.. Dean.
you don't mean that you are going
TO turn me out of my own homer ex.
claimed the girl, incredulously.
Certainly not again sneered Mr.
Dean. In the first place, you haye no
home-this place is mine, in the sec.
ond, l expect you to CO.
'To got echoed Nannette.
Certainly was the cold reply. You
are nothing to me. My brother
adopted you'll have nothing to do
with you. You will therefore do me
the favor to pack your clothing and
leave at your earliest convenience. or
course do not interfere with your
appropriation of any personal effects
And bow of dismissal followed the
heartless words.
Nannette rose with bursting heart,
and was about TO leave the room when
her eye fell on the old scrap book
which had been carelessly pushed to
the back of the library table the last
day of Frederick Deans life and had
there remained.
you will allow me that? she mur-
INJURED, huskily, indicating the desired
book, adding, rs he drew it toward
him, and turned a few leaves: sFor
years it was my daily duty to paste
those articles there, and-and it is SO
with him.
1T is valuless to me, you can take
it, George Dean returned, majestical-
ly pushing it toward her.
She lifted it with a bow, and silent
ly left the room. The rest of the day
was spent in gathering her wardrobe
together! 1t was nearing dusk when
she took up the old rap-book, in
tending TO place it in the bottom Of
an empty truak which she had devot-
ed to her books. But with burst of
tears she sat down, and taking it in
her lap, turned leaf after leaf, think
ing as the bereaved only can think.
Twenty minutes later she had wrap
ped up the book, and was proceeding
up town as rapidly as a horse-car
would take her. She alighted at a
residence, and was shown
nto the private library of the owner,
with whom she obtained an immedi-
lte interview.
Whatever the nature of the inter-
7iew, 1t was soon at an end. Dusk |
lad fallen when she returned to the |
place she had so lately considered her
lome, and she had barely freshened |
Ter toilet, when the tea-bell rang. She |
descended at once, and entered the |
Dom with Mr.. Dean, who had just |
ome from the library. A look of su-
,ercilious SUI prise elevated his brow
or moment, as he said:
you did not get off this afternoon p
NO answered Nannette, simply.
nd, as usual, took her place behind |
he tea urn.
Evidently annoyed, Mr.. Dean said,
s he seated himself:
You go tomorrow. of course p
sit depends upon circumstances re-
urned Nannette, calmly.
a hot flush mounted the gentle
mans brow, and he replied, angrily:
i shall see to it that the circum-
tances are quite favorable to your de-
,arturc.'
Nannette made no response, but
Proceeded to do the honors with the
anne ease and grace which had char
her during her fathers life,
Observant of the courte-
les due from hostoss to guest.
The impudent jadev thought Mr..
Jean but he took his supper in sullen
Hence.
AS they rose from the table there
5as a ring at the door-bell.
sWho can that be?' he said, and
TODD waiting.
The servant entered and answered
he question.
'Mr. Perky, sir: He wishes to see
ou'
'Perkly-what lawyer Perky?
'Yes, SIR
'Where is hep
In the library, sir
With sad smile Nannette followed
i'm from the room, and went on to
he drawing room. In the course of
alf an hour Mr, Perky Joined her
here.
'Wcll ? she murmured, anxiously.
'All right he laughed. 'He has but
me desire, think, and that is to stink