Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1880-04-29

When once they give us peace,
Black care shall vanish in q laugh
Forgot be beauty's bower,
While here the loving cup we uuaf
Beneath the Lotus Flower.
100000,
And The Three Marriage. Caused Thereby
my mind is made up, mother, sale
young DR.. Delaney, $50 let us enjoy
our breakfast and not spoil our diges
tons by thinking of the old curmudgeo1
who could not even let his eccentricit1
die with him, but must dispose of hi
fortune in this idiotic manner"
"But, my dear Arthur, :" demonstrated
Mrs. Delaney, Zone hundred thousand
dollars is too large a SUM to refuse wish.
out much consideration.
81 know that, mother mine, but still
refuse it, or rather refuse to accept il
with the condition attached to it. pre-
Ter to choose my own wife,"
us there no alternative
"None."
"What are the exact words of the let
ter?''
"These," answered Arthur, taking
up ponderous letter which had been
lying on the table, and reading from it:
my DEAR SIR:-Now that the estate of the
late Tobias Queerby is settled, it becomes my
duty to inform You that he had imposed a con-
dltion upon his bequest to you. He bequeaths
thousand dollars, on condition that you marry
Miss Fldelia Fairfax within two years after his
death. The same amount has been bequeathed
to Miss Fairfax, and I have this day notified
her. that the same condition is attached to her
share of the estate. This condition was not
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. earned wealth
unless you do as he desired enclose copy
with his desires, by which you will see to what
charitable societies he wished you to give the
money he left you IN case you do not yield to
the conditions imposed, and in case you decide
to act as man OF honor. am sir, yours, ETC.,
GREENFIELD KENT,
Attorney for the estate of Tobias Queerby.
"There," cried Arthur, is not that
a terrible condition to impose? Of course
1 am man of honor and I must-yes,
MuSL give up ILLS 1OrCune.
But one hundred thousand dollars,
Arthus, is
sis one hundred thousand dollars, I
know. But marriage to one I do not
care for would be misery for life time.
Therefore, as I said before, my mind is
made up. What! Did he think simply
because he was the friend in youth Of
father and this Mr.. Fairfax, he can force
their children, who have never seen each
other, to marry whether they love or
hate? No. Father has left you well
provided for, mother, and will soon get
a practice, and SO I 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 hasneve 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 Mr.. Fair
fax married, and daughters generally
resemble their mothers, you know"
''Undoubtedly she is nice young
lady, 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
call of coincidence, or party call, rave
about majolica and the art decorative,
give the points of pun, yawn interest,"
ingly behind fan, extol the opera,
write mawkish poems, each one with an
Envoi and, in short, be credit to her
family and the seminary where she was
graduated. I can see her now" con-
tinued 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
confidante (chums no longer exist, they
have been massacred by confdantes and
bad French), Il suppose I'll have to
marry him, the practical wretch. ,"
"Now, Arthur, you are not Just;
neither are you kind to speak so of girl
you do not know, and have never seen. -
said Mrs. Delaney.
"By jove, motherv' cried Arthur,
bringinghis open hand down on the table
with force sufficient to make the china
and his mother jump simultaneously, II
have an idea"
"What is TINY son ?" asked the lady,
81 see by this letter." explained the
young physician, "that Miss Fairfax
lives in Metroville. Now, train leaves
here at eleven and reaches there at two.
Jack Merton, my college chum, lives in
Metrovil1e, and I'll go there, see him,
and try to see Miss Edelia Fairfax with
out being seen by her. If I like her
looks III introduce myself, if not I'll
come home, bid farewell to the fortune
and settle down TO bachelordom and
physic.'
"You forgot that your cousin Uriah
comes to-day and may be offended if you
are not here urged the widow.
"Mother," returned Arthur, mock
earnestly, "if anything could drive me
away from this comfortable home with
more speed than my curiosity to see
Miss Fairfax it would be the knowledge
that that dry old book-worn, Cousin
Uriah, was coming here to bore me with
his learning and his praises of that blue
stocking, his idol Araminta, for whose
hand he is too bashful to propose. He's
nice young fellow, but, oh, such q bore.
That decides me; go at eleven"
And In the smoking trim that left
Opoliston at eleven o'clock bound for
Metroville sat DR.. Arthur Delaney puff
ing cigar grayely. -
Father" said Miss Fairfax, while
presiding over a cunning little breakfast
table in cosy little dining-room in the
most comfortable little house in the little
city of Metroville, "my mind is made
up. I cannot take the money! cannot
marry man at the order of another
even if that other does offer me one hun.
dred thousand dollars to do so.'':
We'll, my dear Fidela," returned
Mr.. Fairfax, 81 do not feel competent
to advise you further than bid you fol-
low the dictates Of your swn heart
Still, my love, I would counsel you not
to be hasty, if your dear mother were
alive she could tell you in moment
what to do i must say, though, Fidelia,
that one hundred thousand dollars is
!" Yes, pa, know, one hundred thou
sand dollars is q great deal Of money,
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