Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-05-11
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Willie Stansfeld was clerk in Lon
don and Indian bank. He was an orphan
and had but one Or two distant relatives.
Not very many friends either could he
boast of, but he had. both sincere and one
powerful. Mr.. Manley, lifelong friend
OF his father, had procured him his pres
ent appointment in the bank, of which he,
Mr.. Marley, was Director: and Mr. Tur-
ner had known him from boyhood, and
counseled him on all important matters.
"Willie," said the latter, what is this
whisper which reaches me that something
more than kind feeling has risen up be-
tween you and Laura Manley?'
A question of this character put to
youngsters Of three and twenty generally
disconcerts them little, but Willie re-
piled, pretty readily:
There may be people in the world so
clever that they have penetrated both in
to Miss Manley's heart and my heart, and
there discovered secret" he answered
''but that one single person ever saw the
smallest outward manifestation Of atfec-
ton between us, 1 most positively deny.
'You will see in a moment, Mr.. Tur-
ner, how awkwardly have been placed
[ confess it at once, am strongly attached
to Miss Manley, and do not think I am
,lncared for by her; but what an outrage.
Gus thing for me to entertain the smallest
hope of any useful result! Here is Mr.
Marley, who was my fathers friend and
has been mine, no doubt He is a man OF
great wealth, and Of high position and in
duence. He has only one child, Laura
How do you think he is likely to view
any advances towards her by his humble
portege-the clerk in the bank at $50 It
a year2 You will yourself say, Mr.. Tur
ner-'
THAT you had better speak less ex
citedly, Willie. That vehement temper Of
yours does not show signs of mending."
1T never will, Dir. Turner continued
the young gentleman. land. what is more
| do not much care about its mending;
would always rather speak out, and to the
mark. Well, you are quite right,' he
added, in softened tone: II have no wish
to conceal anything from you; but this
feeling between Laura Nanley and my.
self is a thing do not venture to think
Of. The moment my thoughts turn that
way wrench them in another direction
Every feeling of duty toward Mr.. Manley
requires me not to see Laura Manley, not
to think Of her, not to 60 where she is
never to let any association recall her
but, O. Mr.. Turner
"Well, Willle?"
II love her with all my heart
"Rather an unfortunate ending to your
long speech, and not suggestive of much
hope OF your carrying out your good de-
sign. Do you imagine Mr.. Manley has
any suspicion Of this matter?"
"No. He cannot have the slightest'
II fancy he has
'What! Mr.. Turner, forgive my being
so warm-tempered-I will be as calm a:
possible. If any despicable person, mar
or woman-but no, no, I am wrong-dt
tell me, my kind, good friend, why dc
you surmisc-'
There, pray let it rest. Iquite under
stand. You will not, on any account
seek to deepen the present mischief
mischief it is, you know, Willic-but viii
do your utmost to efface it,"
"M7. Turner, look here; this is tn
principal reason why lam doing all 1 ca]
to induce the bank to give me an appoint
mcnt just vacant in India. My applica
ton is to come before the Directors to
morrow. Mr.. Manley, as you know, ha
been in the country for months. l hav
written to him, begging him to supper
my request; if he does, it is sure to b
granted, but
"We]i, why do you hesitate::''
''Why, though .Manley is my very kim
friend, he is such an odd-tempered, i'm
pulsive man, that never can rely upo
him in any particular matter. If h
should refuse me in this, shall not hest
tate to tell him frankly that it will be
proceeding so inconsiderate, showing sue
\ thorough want Of real interest in m
weltare-such a complete callousness-
"Mercy on me, Willie-spare m
another outburst! Let us await events.
These soon revealed themselves. Tn
speakers were in Willie Stansfeld
lodgings when the above conversatio
took place, and Mr.. Turner was leaving
when the postman brought lettel
Stansfcld read it, and then flung it int
the corner of the room.
81 thought as much!' he exclaimed i
fury. "Of course he refuses. Read i
Mr.. Turner. Just tell me what vo
think of that. Mr.. Manly pretends to
my friend. He once told me that
assured my father, when he was dyins
that he would never lose sight of M
And what does he do? He gets me
trumpery berth in bank, and invite
me now and then to his house; but tn
moment ask him a real favor, whic
would cost him nothing, but whic
would give me something like chanc
in life, he turns away. Oh, hate sue
hypocrites! I will write and tell hi1
So"
81 wish it had been otherwise sal
Mr.. Turner; "and own I do not altt
gether understand it," he added, {
though some special thought perplexe
him; "but, Willie, I cannot hear c
your writing Mr.. Manley, as you propos
it would be both foolish and wrong
"Maybe, but shall do it,
Then you quarrel with me also, STAN
field
II shall be very sorry. but my mind
made up.''
$50 is mine, and if you send this lettt
you will not see me again for lon
time"
And Mr.. Turner left. Then the lettt
was written, and a vastly stupid letter
was, of course. In fact, Willie Stansic1
was slightly demented at this time. Hi
love-affair, his desire to act honorably I
his patron, and even to go abroad as
help to himself to do so; then Mr.. Mar
ley throwing him back, as it were, int
the meshes from which he desired to e:
cape; and, finally, his general disconter
at his present life and the prospects of hi
future, all these things brought about