Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-24

Cousin Lizzie. And be turned the strange
epistle over two Or three times in his
hand before opening it, knowing that it
came from neither of them, and wonder
ing where and who it could be from.
He broke the seal in the street; read a
few lines and turned white; few more
and turned red; few more and started
on dead run down the street, making
be-crinolined ladies stare and bundle
laden errand boys dodge one side; knock
ing the breath out of two or three corpu-
lent gentlemens bodies,a and giving broad
leap over the back of an old apple-woman
who was STOPPING by her fruit-stand to
pick up stray bit of change, and who
looked up just in season to see the gentle
mans undignefed coat-tails fiy like
pair of black wings around the corner.
The next thing known q. lin, he was
standing in the counting room of his en-
ployer, Mr.. John Lorimer, painting,
flushed, bling-trying to stammer out
something, between laughter and tears,
about giving up his situation-$1OG,OO
old aunt-East ndies-dead-left him
heir, ETC., etc.
The amount Of it was the poor clerk
had suddenly become rich man. But
when he repeated his intention of giving
up his clerkship and entering into bust.
ness for himself-Mr Lorimer demurrcd
|-hesltated moment-slapped him on
the shoulder-called him capital fellow
"a facetious allusion to his unexpected
acquisition Of capital, probably, and of
fered him partnership in the firm of
Lorimer & Co.
Mr.. Warner looked out Of the window
and whistled; looked up at the ceiling
and sighed: down to the carpet and
smiled; into Mr.. Lomier's face and
blushed.
. On one condition he would accede to
Mr.. Lorimer's proposal
'What was lt!"
"That he should allow him to enter
into two partnerships at the same time
one mercantile, and the other matrimonial
one with himself. !. e., Mr.. Lorimer.
the other with Mr.. LIS daughter
"Twas agreed if the daughter had no
objections. He meant Helen, of course9'
mo, Adelaide
"But he couldn't spare Adelaide. She
was nothing but child. Helen was Just
the right age to marry and beside be.
Mr. Lorimer stammered there. He
didn't like to say that Helen was twenty
four years old-going on twenty five
and he was anxious to get her married
Oft. No, indeed; lat wouldn't do. He
scratched his head AID looked puzzled
for moment. His face frightened all
at once.
Gle believed Adelaide was engaged to
young yer-couldn't say certain.
Mr.. Warner needn't look so crestfallen.
Helen wasn't engaged. Was certainly
the handsomer Of the two. Would make
the best wife he thought"
| M. Warner did rot think so, but was
too polite to contradict Hintcd that Hell
en- would not marry him.
eyes, she would
"NO, she wouldn't"
s'rry her and see.''
Mr.. Warner did not like to-knew he
should fail A bright idea struck him all
at once. might he have Adelaide if
Helen would not marry him?'
"Yes''
'sAnd Mr. Lorimer wouldn't say anv.
thing TO Helen about his sudden inheri-
tance?"
ssNo-no.''
Gle might go right up to the house and
ask her, then!"
Hadn't he better wait until after din
ner?' Mr. H. thought so.
sNo-he must go then. He shouldn't
take any comfort until his mind was
settled"
ttWa11 r,1,, OH 4}o,,
And he did run along. And Mr.. Lori
mer, looking after him, rubbed his chin
with his hand in disconnected kind of a
way, and muttered to himself:
"What a deuce of a hurry the boy is in
The jade will refuse him as sure as the
woodland l shouldn't wonder if the
botl of them did. If he only hadn't
made me promise not to say ANYTHING
about his good fortune
| He stood with little vexed shadow on
his face for moment. Then another
bright idea was born into his brain.
| But didn't promise to write any,
thing about it, did I? Ha, ha! John
Lorimer, you're an old one. You, fix it
yet
He went to his desk and dashed off a
! lew lines on paper called MS Grand
boy and put it in his hand
| Miss Helen Lorimer's hour OF triumph
had arrived. Mr.. Warner had come to
the house and asked for private inter
view with her. Of course she knew what
he had to say. She wouldn't be afraid
to wager anything, from her new gold
bracelets to her camel's-hair shawl (cost
5000 that he had come to offer himself
Wouldn't she wither HIM with disdain
the presuming beggar?
A servant came to the door and handed
her note, justas she was getting ready to
descend to the palor. She glanced at it,
and threw it on the toilet table.
"Fathers handwriting. Shall have
time enough to read it by-and-by; but
this fun is too good to be delayed
She swept down the stairs and into the
richly-furnished drawing room like a
Princess.
twas just as she expected. Mr.. Rich
ard Warner made her plum offer of bis
heart and fortune, COUGHING his pro-
posal in words rather too cold to give he1
much Of a triumph, and dwelling at much
lanpth on mis- nOvart,