The Newtown bee., 1880-03-03
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AND THE THREE MARRIAGES CAUSED
 THEREBY.

My mind is made up, mother" said young Dr. Delancey, ''so let us enjoy our breakfast and not spoil our diges- tions by thinking of the old curmudgeon who could not even let his eccentricity die with him, but must dispose of his fortune in this idiotic manner"
 (" But, my dear Arthur" remonstrated Mrs. Delaney, ''one hundred thousand dollars is too large a sum to refuse with out much consideration"
 ''I know that, mother mine, but still I refuse it, or rather refuse to accept it with the condition attached to it. Ipre- fer to choose my own wife"
 Is there no alternativeP"
 None"
 What are the exact words of the letter."
 mn n"These," answered Arthur, taking lying on the table, and reading from it: My dear sir-Now that the estate Of the late Tobias Queerby is settled, it be- comes my duty to inform you that he had imposed a condition upon his be- quest to you. He bequeaths to you thousand dollars, on condition that you marry Miss Wdelia Fairfax within two years \ after his death. The same amount has been bequeathed to Miss Fairfax, and l have this day notified her that the same condition is attached to her share of the estate. This condi- tion was not mentioned in the will, as it would not have been recognized as valid by the courts. You need not obey his request unless you wish, and your legacy will remain unaffected, but he charges you and her, as you are upright and honorable, not to enjoy his hard .n1 I~ Io I sired. I enclose copy of the letter to me asking me to acquaint you with his desires, by which you will see to what charitable societies he wished you to give the money he lett you in case you do not yield to the conditions imposed, and in case you decide to act as a man of honor. am, sir, yours, etc., Greenfield Kent, attorney for the estate of Tobias Queerby."
 "Therer' cried Arthur. "is not that Q terrible condition to impose? Of course I am a man of honor and I must yes, must give up this fortune"
 But one hundred thousand dollars, Arthur, is"
 "I Is one hundred thousand dollars, I know. But marriage to one I do not care for would be misery for life time. Therefore, as l said before, my mind is made up. Whati Did he think simply because he was the friend in youth of father and this MT. Fairfax, he can force their children, who have never seen each other. to marry whether they love or ha.ep No. Father has left you well provided for, mother, and will soon get practice, and so 1 snap my fingers at the old fellows matrimonial schemes and will make happy half dozen orphan asylums, to say nothing of Miss Fairfax, who, though she has never seen me, must detest me as she reads her letter this morning"
 "She may be very nice young lady, Arthur mildly suggested Mrs. Delan- cey. "When your father was alive he often spoke of the pretty girl Mir. Fair fax married, and daughters generally resemble their mothers, you know"
 Undoubtedly she is 8 nice young Indy, mother, as society ladies are. I dare say she can rattle off the first con- jugation in French, recite Tennyson by the hour. lead german, tell just which corner of her card to turn down for a call ofcondolence or q party call, rave about majolica and the art decorative, give the points of pug, yawn interest ingly behind a fan, extol the opera, write mawkish poems, each one with an Envoi and, in short, be a credit 10 Ter fnmily and the seminary where she was EFaduALeu. Cdu SEC ncE now. con- tiDuei Arthur, shaking his yellow curls and laughing. "She considers me as her property, but hates me because she feels sure of me. Yes she says, to her contidante (chums no longer exist, they have been massacred by confidantes and had French). 1 suppose I'll have to marry him. tho practical wret,.h.'"
 "Eow, Arthur, you are rot just i; neither are you kind to speak so of girl you do not know, and have never seen," said Mrs. Delancey.
 By jove, motherp' cried Arthur, bringing his open hand down on the table with force sufficient to make the china and his mother jump simultan- eouslv, {" have an idea.
 What is it, my sonp" asked the Lady.
 ..I see by this letter." explained the young physician, "that Miss Fairfax lives in Metroville. Now, a train leaves