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

AAOoO CcuuA2aU4o young 1uSu.
II have no doubt he is, pa. dare
say that he can interlard his converse
ton with yards of Latin that he don't
half understand, can write sonnets and
triolets in lady's album, can tell the
best time of all the oarsmen and race
horses, can play polo, can tell what kind
of coat ought to be worn on each day
Of the week, can say VERY clevah, bal
jove, as if he were thorough man of the
world, can tell what new play is going to
be success, can flirt with everybody
and VOW all the girls are breaking their
poor hearts for him, can tell college
yarns all night and laugh loudest at his
own wit and, in short, prove himself an
honor to society and Harvard college. I
con see him now talking to his pal (there
are no more classmates; pals and college
slang murdered them long ago) and say
ing: 'Oh, bia Jupitah, old fellah, it's a
dooced bore, ye know, but the poor little
girl will break her heart if don't marry
her, and I suppose I will have to, bal
Jove, yaas,' while all the time he hates
me like poison"
CHOW, now, now, Dealie, my love !"
cried Mr.. Fairfax, s'this is not right"
yet he could not refrain from laug Ching.
"You are unjust, unkind-you should
not speak so OF one you have never
seen" "0h, papa!" exclaimed Fidelia,
suddenly clasping her hands and shaking
her black curls, merrily.
"What, my dear! asked the father.
II have an idea. The lawyers letter
says Mr.. Fairfax lives in Opoliston.
Now, Rena Lester lives there, and she's
my schoolmate and she's been begging
me to call on her. There's train leaves
at eleven and I'll go to-day. I'll con-
trive to see Mr.. Arthur Delaney with
out being seen, and I'll Judge by his
looks whether I'll ask him to be intro
duced. If don't like him I'll throw the
fortune to the hospitals and become an
old maid, and make tea forever for my
dear, stupid, loving, darlingpa. So make
haste, pa, 1 must prepare for my jour-
ney:
DEAR" complained Mr.. Fairfax, "you
forget that your cousin Araminta is COM
ing to-day to stop with us, and she might
be offended if you were not here to re-
ceive her."
"Pa, if anything could drive me from
the house it would be the thought that I
would have to listen to the dissertations
of the learned Araminta and hear her
praises of that modest, unassuming
Uriah, whoever he is. Araminta is a
good enough body, pa, but she does
weary me SO. That decides me. go
to-day"
In the drawing-room car of the train
that left Metroville at eleven o'clock
bound for Opoliston, sat Miss Fideia
Fairfax reading the latest novel.
slack, said Arthur Delaney, tossing
his hat on the table in Jack Merton's
room, and throwing himself on the
lounge, "are you quite sure you were
right about Miss Fairfax's house being
the seventh from here?"
"Of course I am. I've often been
there to see him and his daughter, " an
swered Jack.
"Ah, his daughter! I think I saw
her at the window as I passed."
Undoubtedly you did; she sits there
all day."
Lively girl she must be. Has she
black hair and eyes?"
EYES,"
"And she is-well, not pretty"
"There you are wrong. She is pretty"
"Jack, old fellow, you always had
queer ideas of female beauty. Why she
looks like school marin. Is she one of
the cultered, clever sort?"
"She is very clever girl"
: "She is, eh. Then I've seen her, no
doubt"
That must have been her in the win
dow, there is no other lady in the house."
fOh," muttered Arthur. ssIn run
to the telegraph Office, Jack, if you'll ex-
cuse me, and then I'll be at your service
and wen have jolly night Of it,
That afternoon Mrs. Delaney received
a telegraph dispatch in the following
words: =.
Have seen the condition" Goodbye for
tune. I wouldn't have her for q million.
leave at eleven tomorrow morning. ARTHUR.
Rena, my love-" said Fidelia Fair
fax, as she came into Miss Rena Testers
boudoir after long walk; II am not
sorry you could not come out with me
for I kept walking up and down one
street which, though it pleased me by it's
pretty houses, would have wearied you
who know it so well"
"What street was it?" asked Miss
Lester.
"The street on which you said Mrs.
Delaney lived. BY the way, who was
the gentleman I saw sitting on the
porch %
"Oh, that must have been Arthur.
ALI the girls are in love with him."
ST don't admire their TASTE"
ooh, Fidelia; why he's 80 handsome"
"Then I did not see him."
"Oh, it must have been he; he is the
only man in the house." -
"Has he light hair?"
eyes, very light"
"And book-wormy look p
"For shame, Fidelia. He's very, very
clever; but he's handsome, too"
II don't doubt he is the one saw.
Well, the Opoliston girls are welcome to
him. Suppose we stroll to the telegraph
Office, Rena; want to send message to
pa" ......
That afternoon Mr.. Fairfax received q
telegraph message as follows: ~
I have seen the hundred thousand dollar
the eleven o'clock train tomorrow morning.
FDEIIA.
Midway between Opoliston and Ma
troville was junction of three rail-
roads. Tracks crossed and curved around
each other till the ground appeared to be
covered with an iron network.
How it happened no one ever learned,
but two switches had been left misplaced,
and as the train bound from Opoliston
to Matroville came laundering along, it
shot off in the wrong direction, then
seemed to stand still for a moment, then
seemed to shiver all over, and the next
second the engine lay on it's side, under
two coaches, it's driving wheel revolving
so that no spokes could be seen, fling: