The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-01-10

be my friend. He once told me that he
assured my father, when he was dying,
that he would never lose sight of me,
And what does he do? He gets me a
trumpery berth in bank, and invites
me now and then to his house; but the
moment ask him real favor, which
would cost him nothing, but which
would give me something like chance
in life, he turns away. Oh, hate such
hypocrites! Twill write and tell him
o."
T." / wish it had been otherwise" said
Mr.. Turner; "and own 1 do not alto
gother understand it," he added, as
though some special thought perplexed
him; shut, Willie, 1 cannot hear OF your
writing Mr.. Manley, as you propose-it
would be both foolish and wrong"
Maybe, but 1 shall doit.'
"Then you quarrel with me also,
Stansfeld."
81 shall be very sorry, but my mind
is made up"
So is mine, and if you send this
letter you will not see me again for a
long time"
And Mr.. Turner left. Then the let
ter was written, and a vastly stupid let
ter it was, of course. In fact, Willie
Stansfield was slightly demented at this
time. His love-affair, his desire to act
honorably to his patron, and even to go
abroad as help to himself to do so !;
then Mr.. Manley throwing him back, as
it were, into the meshes from which he
desired to escape; and, finally, his gen
eral discomfort at his present life and
the prospects of his future, all these
things brought about degree of mental
effervescence hardly consistent with per-
feet sanity. He did not stop at writing
the letter to Mr.. Manley. He must
needs go head over heels into mischief,
into almost ruin, it seemed. indeed. He
saw the Secretary of the bank, and
spoke in such unmeasured teams that
the Secretary plainly told him the board
would not improbably think he had bet
ter leave the company. That afternoon
Stansfield went home i'll n worse state
of mind than ever.
1t was two days after this that Mr..
Turner, hearing Mr.. Manley had come
to London, went to see him at his club.
They were well known to each other.
/" L am glad to see you, Turner" said
Mr.. Manley, more especially because
you perhaps can throw some light on
the movements of that stupid boy
Stansfield Where's he run off to?"
run off Really don't know. I
haven't seen him for a couple of days.
In fact, quarreled with him over a
threat of his writing you in what, l saw
would be most unjustifiable strain,
about you not supporting his wish to
be sent to India"
Unjustifiable The letter came,
sure enough, and was simply abomin
able. One would think had done him
some deadly injury. Now just see how
veXing this affair is to me. L contided
to you that it had crossed my mind
there was some feeling between this lad
and my daughter Laura. When STAINS
fields letter arrived asking me to sup
port him for the Indian appointment,
Laura and / were at breakfast, and after
reading it, said, Laura, you will be
glad to hear young Stansfield is just off
to India. He wants to make his fort
une in a hurry. 1t is a good berth he
is going to, and the only drawback is
that both the previous occupants died
of yellow fever, but Willie may be more
lucky Well, after had witnessed the
effect of my little speech, / had no
doubt how matters stood, and thought,
Well, l suppose l ought to be very
angry. / ought to denounce these two
young people, and threaten them with
my bitterest anger if they should for an
instant think of one another again. But
for once in my life I will take time to
consider. The world would speak out
finely if it knew what is in my mind at
this moment. What do / care for the
world? But, at all events, Master Willie
must not go to India, and / will write
and tell him so. Yet l must be cautious
/ do not let him see what is in the back
ground, and which may never get to the
front. / must simply decline to aid
him, and he will well know have his
interest at heart
But now it's all over" exclaimed the
old gentleman, with heightened color
and flashing eyes. "He has gone his
own way, his own headstrong, foolish
way, and he has ruined himself"
"Did 1 understand you he is not
forthcoming? asked Mr.. Turner.
Just so. He's made off like scamp
not that he is one, but what will peo-
pie think? The dreadfully stupid boy,
after writing me as he did, r;ust go and
downright bully our Secretary at the
bank, who gave him a hint that harm
might come of it. Whereupon, it would
appear, the idiot returned to his lodg-
ings, paid mis- few debts for he was
thrifty and honorable young block
head, put his trifing possessions to-
gether, and disappeared with them in a
cab"
Truly deplorable. But now the
thing is to find this crazed lad. We
must take all necessary steps-the po-
advertisements"
Not one, so far as / am concerned,
Turner. That youth might in time
have been my son-in-law, rich, blessed
with dear and loving wife-every kind
of happiness at his-but no, we are
parted. He may be fool; he may be
a mailman. TO neither will / trust my
Laura. My decision is irrevocable
pray say no more. Willie Stansfield
must do something very praiseworthy
indeed before ba raturno to n,y favor !,