The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-07-23

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"And he said was unreasonable and
asked too much. a1t ittiu uHN
"FudgeY" said Gen. Bertrand.
"Just what l thought papa,' said
Emily, with laugh. But never
mind; / feel better, now that have
told you all about It. Oh, papa, IL Is
such comfort to have you to talk
toln
I'm not like the fathers-in-law In
the sensational romances, eh p'' said the
general. rtIh.
"Not a bit !" declared Emily.
The next morning, when Basil made
his appearance at the Ninetieth National
Bank, he learned, to his surprise, that
the quarterly sum which was usually
paid in so promptly to his account by
his fathers bankers was not forthcom-
ing as usual
"What the deuce does this mean ?"
demanded the young man tugglng per-
plexedly at his moustache.
''I am sure i do not know, sir" re-
piled the gentlemanly clerk
And Mr.. Bertrand went straight to his
fathers office, where sat the old general,
as bland as May morning.
Delighted to see you, my dear
boy !" said the old general. Pray be
seated" n.
"I don't understand what you mean,
sir, by stopping my income," began
Basil, excitedly.
stopping your income, my boy ?"
repeated the general. =" / never dreamed
of such a thing"
Then why isn't it paid in as usual to
my account at the ban kers?"
ooh, well, you see, I'm tired of that
way of doing business mildly replied
the old gentleman. 1T is hardly exact
enough. I" But you'll find it all the
same, Basil--all the same. What did
you want money for to-day ?"
"There's my cigar bill, !" hesitated the
young man and that fellow with the
tailor's account has been waiting day
or two and" ..OlIrl. lo. .ut.t
How much are they =" gi. $50
81 suppose the cigars are about twen-
ty.five dollars,'' answered the young
man +" and Snipp's account is two hum
dred and ten." aa
"Ah," said the general, "indeed p
Just have the goodness to wait half
minute while write you a cheque for
the amount"
"But, sir, this won't do ~ said Mr..
Bertrand. IY
"Why won't 1t doY" asked the gen.
eral, looking blandly up. tl'1t ~.
"I've not cent of pocket-m oney. /
can't even ride up town in stage.n
The general put his right hand deep
down in his trouser pockets, and pro-
duced a small silver coin, saying" Oh,
that's nothing! Here is quarter for
you. Don't fret, my dear boy - don't
fret. Whatever money you want, you
have only to ask me for, and"
"My dear sir" burst out Basil, in an
agony Of vexation, "you are treating
me exactly like sohool-boy!"
"Don't you like it Yp said the gen.
eral. nf if fI.V uI i1
-u" Like itY Like to be degraded To
be treated as if one were not to be trusted
with SO much as a ten dollar bill p'' cried
the impetuous young man. {" Father,
you have always given me credit for be-
ing rational human being until now.
What has wrought this change? If
my money is to be dealt out to me a
penny at a time, like school-boy's al
lowance, III take a 'bricklayer's hod, or
a mason's trowel, and go to work to earn
my own independent living"
" Here's a great commotion about
nothing" said General Bertrand, arch
ing his shaggy white brows. "I am
only following up your own idea.'' i.'
3" My own idea, sirY What can pos
sibly have induced you to suppose
| that"
"Hold on a minute, my boy-hold on
a minute - said the general 81 went
to see Emily yesterday, and found her
in tears" ri .7rr a~
Emily my wife 7" exclaimed the
young man. a,ts,.t. IL.
!" So, naturally enough, questioned
her as to the cause of her troubles, /" said
the old gentleman, serenely; "and she
confessed to me that she was crying be-
cause she wasn't allowed any spending
money" M
! Basil colored deeply. "I give her