The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-07-20

And the lirc,ians day bis heart isgay-
lis ihe hcar. Of happy lover.
JACK HowAID's SACRIFICE.
You can have her for the ask
ing"
II shall not ask"
you will not ?'
Il will not"
John Howard, uncle, short, cor
lpulent, irascible, confronted John
/ Howard, nephew, tall, clean-limbed,
imperturbable.
"Why?" demanded the former
angrily.
.She IS a woman for whom | have
no respect She is cold, hard, schem-
ling woman OF the world.
"Shc is no worse than any other
society woman !"
God pity the classi7 was young
iIoward's sole reply.
"Who are you that YOU should
Judge this girl? ?" demanded his un-
Gle, pacing the floor with short, rap
/ id strides. You, with your dissi-
pated habits and the reputation Of
being TIE fastest young man in your
4 set. What II she be iiirt? What
| if she be called 'fast?' 1t would
puzzle the worst of her sex to keep
the pace you have been going the
past five years. Who are you. |
say. that you should Judge her?"
Merely the man whom you
would have her marry" said his
nephew, twisting his heavy mus
tache caressingly. Similarity of
tastes in the pursuits you have so
aptly mentioned ought certainly to
render us mutually forebearing, but
would hardly conduce to the moral
improvement Of either. At all
events, ! respectfully decline 70 pat
the matter to the test"
you are ungrateful, SIR I" cxclaim-
ed the old man, pausing in his
tramp and confronting his nephew.
"IIave | no claims upon your graft
tude, after all the care and money
expended on you these years ?"
A slow flush rose to the young
mans cheek, and the sleepy, dark
eyes gained a slumbering fire as he
drew himself to the full height Of |
his SIX feet. II admit my obliga- |
ton TO vou. sir but believe me, had |
| been aware that you were simply
enhancing my value as a salable. ar
ticle / would have declined your
generosity. In any way consistent |
with my manhood | am ready to
attest my gratitude for your kind |
ness. But whatyo ask is absolute
ly impossible"
Then you are 10 nephew of
mine" The old man was purple /
with rage. Il disown you sir! an
ungrateful dog. l shall alter my |
will at once, sir"
And muttcring maledictions on
the youth who stood so calm under
the TRADE, the old gentleman moved |
to his secretary and almost Instant
lv returned with parchment roll
In his trembling hands" Il dis
own you. sir, my home is no longer
YOURS. There are your hopes and
expectations" And the old man
pointed to the parchment, cracking
and writhing in the open CRATE.
"You have relieved me OF a great |
Obligation, sir. The rest Of my
debt / hope to discharge soon, said
Jack. carefully examining the end |
Of his cigar. Your wish regarding
our separate establish ments shall |
be attended to at once. Have you
any other suggestions TO make ?"
aOut of my sight, sir, at oRcel"
shouted the old man.
Explicit, though unkind, " laugh |
ed Jack as he sauntered from the
room.
"Kendal, can you tell me the
sum total of the bills myuncle has
paid for me during the last ten
years p inquired Jack, a few hours
later rs he stood by the old book
keepers desk in his uncle's office.
@Why, yes, in a little while" an
swered the old man.
"Be SO kind, then" And Jack
became Immediately immersed in
the stock columns OF the morning
paper.
For half an hour there was 81
lence between the pair. Then the
old clerk handed the young man
slip Of paper
You are sure 1t covers all?n
"Yes. Dir. Howard always had
your account kept separate, for
some reason and / had only TO run
over the totals"
Howard sauntered into his
brokers' office, the slip of paper in
his vest pocket.
"Mr. McEbry, sell out my. Chro-
solite at once, and place the pry-
ceeds, less brokerage. TO my credit
at Brown Brothers,
"But. Mr.. Howard, stocks are
rising, and Chrysolite is at the head
of the list. and going steadily up.
| would advise holding on
II want the money to-day, and
prefer to sell, said Jack, briefly, and
sauntered out.
Going through a rapid mental
calculation. be muttered under his
nustache: "About q thousand.
Better than / hoped fr." And then
a voice sounded at bis elbow:
"Hallo, Jackl What are you
mutterine about in that melancholy
way p