The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1880-07-30

with her Sunday school class. Be sure
you go, and tell her that you love her, if
you get chance. You shall be match
for her, if you've mind. Mind what I
say!''
Vaughan closed the door, and went
down stairs to pay his fathers quarterly
bills. But as he passed down the stair
case he heard the old man muttering and
talking violently to himself.
The Point was pleasant, woody place,
stretching into the blue water. Vaughan
had spent many pleasant hour there,
when there was no sweetheart at all in the
case, and now he was doubly eager to see
it again.
He could see Althea, could speak to
her, and look into her eyes once more
and the next forenoon found him among
the pines of the Point.
He went with his friends. the Hether-
leighs, as he found it rather select af-
fair, being a sort of festival given to
Jude Caxton's only son, on his return
| from Europe.
There were bountiful tables, plenty of
| servants flowers, music and dancing.
Basil Caxton had been an old school
| fellow of Vaughan Moxan's, and shook
| hands with him right heartily.
"How do you do, old fellow? It seems
| good to be home again. Isn't it pleasant
here? There is Althea, looking for you,
| I believe"
And unconscious of the blessing he was
bestowing upon the two, he caught his
favorlte sisters hand as she was passing,
and put her into Vaughan's care.
| She wanted to ascend the rocks and
look down the bay, and when they had
come back from half an hours pleasant
converse, Vaughan suddenly became
aware that his father was present.
Old Morgan was carefully dressed, and
| he was not under the influence of liquor.
| His general appearance was unusually
good, as he stood talking with little
knot of gentlemen.
| As Althea went to find one of the chill
dren in her care, Vaughan approached
the group, and found that they were
talking of wines.
On this subject old Moxan was au-
thority, and was listened to with atten-
tion.
| eyes, yes" he was saying, "there is
but one description of port-wine. Lively
and clean on the palate, dry-fayored,
with an enticing bouquet, color varying
from pale rose to bright purple, perfectly
transparent, and mellowing with age /;
the rose becomes tawny and purple ruby
| both of which colors are durable.
Nothing different is worthy the name Of
port, and if, as you say. you want my hon
est opinion, Mr.. Caxton, I think you have
been confoundedly cheated in this case
| just imported
sWhat will you do, father?" asked Basil.
'sI wouldn't pay the fellow a cent?
ssThere can be no doubt that our
l finland Nv Movor 10 ror1iad h1a
pompous sire, with his habitual marked
| politeness when speaking to an inferior.
'sBut, since was foolish enough to or
der of a petty dealer whom I did not
/ know, must take the result of my folly.
| I never break my word. The servants
| will like it, dare say" carelessly.
ssYou keep your word, then, under all
circumstances? said Moxan, who was
| at his elbow.
"Alwaysp' distinctly always, Mr..
MoxanI'
ssAheml In view of this statement
which believe you all hear, gentlemen
Il wish to recall a little incident to
your mind, Mr.. Caxton. There was q
| time when you were not rich man.
There was also time when was a
richer one. This is not the place to
| speak of my faults and follies-they are
bad enough and hopeless enough,
heaven knows-but penuriousness was
never one of them. At time when
money came to me very freely, you were
You went into trade; you failed. You
were quite ruined for the time-undone
in health and hope. In fact, you were
led to do what many wiser man has
been led to do by disappointment and
accumulated trouble-you threw your
self off of old Benson's wharf into the
water. You recollect that 2"
| Jude Caxton, with pale face and
compressed lips, nodded. He was taken
| completely by surprise, and, not being
| a man of quick resources, saw no escape
from these unexpected revelations, and
| stood quite at the others mercy.
.I was in a boat, with company of
other young men. I heard the splash,
and, seeing that you had disappeared,
OWNED what had happened. We rowed
rapidly to the spot and picked You up,
quite insenslble. The others thought it
an accident; I knew better. I went
ashore, called carriage, and took you
to my lodgings. There nursed you
back to strength and hope, supplied You
your feet again.
.'You did ?" pronounced Caxton, show
ing signs of feeling.
"When you went to New York, your
pecuniary interests all revived, you
shook my hand, and said that if ever I
wanted service which you could render
me, no matter how great, to let you
know of it, and it should be done. You
recollect that, too 2,
Mr.. Caxton was in general a wary
man. Ordinarily he would have seen
that some important issue was pending,
but now, surprised, deeply affected, he
saw nothing but the simple connection
of the narrative, and confessed without
reservation that he had thus expressed
himself, having deep appreciation OF
the benefit done him.
'sYou never break your word; and that
leads me at last to demand of you a great
service, and demand it with confidence"
continued old Moxan.
'sWhat is it, Dougald?" said the other,
forgetting for the moment all his i'm
portance and superiority over the "old
soaker,'' as he called him behind his |
back. ssDo you wish to reform your un-
fortunate habit? I will give you chance
in my warehouses. 1 know you have
great ability. viii trust you cheerfully |
if you wish to try