Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-09-21
UPSET IN A SQUALL.

One evening, when [ had been mem
Der of the Stole Club for two or three
weeks, and was already acquainted with
most of its members, I was sitting in the
smoking room with my friend Fred War
wick, lawyer and hterateur like myself,
but considerably more successful in both
capacities. We were alone, and our
conversation had begun to flag, when
the door quietly opened, and man
whom had not seen before lounged in.
Exchanging friendly greeting with
Warwick, he threw himself into chair
at the opposite side Of the fire and Lit a
cigar. To me every "Stoic" was an OBJ
ject of much interest and some awe, and
[ therefore took good look at the new
conner. He was man OF about 80.
rather over the middle height, and with
a certain grace iii every movement and
attitude. His features were handsome,
and his expression-though his face had
lighted up as he recognized my friend
was thoughtful and almost melancholy.
This air was heightened by dark, wistful
eyes and heavy, dropping black mus
tache, contrasting wildly with COM
plexion of unusual pallor. The whole
appearance of the man was striking and
even distinguished. a
Scarcely had he begun to smoke his
cigar when servant entered and handed
him note. He read and re-read it, and
then gazed doubtfully into the fire, pass
ing his hand across his forehead with a
gesture of perplexity. Then he rose,
and, turning aside a little, drew some
thing from his pocket. From where I
sat I could see, as the light fell on his
hand, that it contained q little heap Of
silver, in the midst OF which glittered
one solitary gold piece. After apparently
reckoning the amount, he babe my COM
panion good night and hastily left the
room.
who's that?" I asked, as the door
closed.
6 "That?" reioined Warwick, whose
usually cynical face had worn, as he
spoke to the other, a cordial, almost
tender, expression. "Oh, that's poor
Revelle."
"Why 'poor?'"
Because he is poor, I suppose. But
he's one of those fellows with whose
names the adjective seems naturally
coupled, half in love and half in pity
Thoroughly interested by this time in
the handsome stranger, pressed my
friend with further questions, and with
that l learned the story of poor Revelle.
He came of a good family, and his
father, the owner Of small estate, ha
III his day made no mean figure in
politics. Young Revelle, educated a.
Elton, was. intended for similar career.
but on the fathers death it was found
that through neglect and reckless spec
ulation his affairs were hopelessly in
VOWED. The more Revelle looked into
them the blacker did the prospect ap-
pear. The old estate had to go, and
Revelle faced the world stripped of his
possessions. but with his rigid sense of
honor satisfied and his fathers debts paid
to the uttermost farthing He had saved
from the wreck Of his fortunes sufficient
to make provision for sister and two
maiden aunts. his only near relatives,
and leave scanty pittance for himself.
Struggling upward from his icy
plunge, he began to experience some
thing OF bfacing sensation, when he re-
celved blow more stunning than any
mere reverse of fortune. He had been
betrethed to beautiful girl, second
cousin of his own having been an unsuc-
cessful aspirant to her favor, and having
since engaged himself to Revelle's sister.
On discovering his altered position,
Revelle had at once released his fiancee
from her engagement, and his old rival
had treacherorlsiy seized this opportunity
OF urging his claims, and urging them
successfully. This double treason woull
have had u petrifying effect Oh II heart
less sensitive than orr poor Il 'velie's.
IL Ibte1 at che swoop Of birthr4ent. mis-
tress and friend, he t.lrucl Is back II p,n
cd asstrl,tins, cmrt4oUSiv (i-ciiIiur
some half-heartesl offers OF as-is:aur
After 7tarOus expedientS o elA -ept II
little income 1t WAS suggest. q To hllsrtt,
util Re talen tsdisplaveti IN s,!den day as
al alnateu:. actor, and al4pt The ,stss,...,.
as a profession. Fl. dill so. with t =
usual result. The clever amateur was
little better than g stick on the pro
fessioDal boards. r vriie, bowev..r,
found the calling sufgi lie 3t!v - his Tx
ing, and, as his moderate ability WIS
aided ny personal and othar advantages,
he had seldom much diff nifty In Oh
tanning provincial engagements. For
the present he was out of has ness, ana
had come 10 Lendtxl, the hea lqlarters
OF the theatrical. as of every other, mar
ket. He had certainly little claim to b.
member Of the Stole CIiab; but he had
been persuaded to have his name put
up. and no one who had ever shaken
him by the hand felt dispos Ell to give
his vote against poor Revelle.
IS He has few intimattA frJnnds basi,1o
myself" said Warwick, as he fin
ished his brief history, "but we all love
him. Unfortunately, too. he has suf-
fered himself to become the prey of set
OF sponging scoundrels who infest the
lower ranks of his profession like a.
plague. ia lay any odds that that note
he got tonight was begging letter from
some lazy, tipping BLACKBOARD, who
could. II he chose, earn treble poor
Revelle's income. BUTT grows late and
l am due In Fleet street. Good night,
old fellow"