The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-03-15

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many brains as you have proba
bly,"
| aWhat ?r
swell, so / have. / don't knOv
90 much about chemistry, perhal
but know great many othe
things much better than you do. ]
you viii teach me then / will teacl
you If you Ike
Now this was altogether such
new view Of things TO DunstaI
Reade that he wasquite nonplussed
and did not know how to answer
| He fell back after q minute upoI
his old line of roughness and Incl
vilitv.
Il can't stop TO waste my tim
talking to you | suppose you hav'
come to beg for somebody ? | neve
give money away haven't any Il
eive-so You can go!7
s'Oh, dear 10 | don't want any
thing at all. ] never thought wheth
er you had any money or no.
swell, haven't-not farthing
| am as poor as pauper! Thes'
books are all / have in the world +
Il don't care at all whether you
are rich or poor /! ] came to ask yos
to dinner"
"What?n screamed the old man; hi
could hardly believe his ears. dc
you want to insult me ?"
aOh, dear, no I Why should / ?"
aDon't you think l can afford te
pay for my own dinner p
Il really never thought about
that. / want you to come to din
ner, SO that you can talk to papa
and me. Papa is a doctor, you
know. and be is very fond of chem
istry, SO i am sure you will get on
together"
"Oh !! you are Harfeld's daughter,
then ?"
.Yes. l am Lottie Harfield and
are YOU coming to dine with US TO.
night-please say yes-seven o'clock
sharp quite a plain dinner, and a
talk about chemistry" And Lottie
rose to her feet and picked up her
hat from the floor preparatory to
taking her departure.
Dunstan Reade looked down at
his hands, then at his boots, then
something that was like a smile
passed over that wintry counte-
nance.
81 can't dine with you," he MUIR
INJURED, sit is SO long--so many years
since-I don't know how to behave
myself in company"
THAT is one of the things | am
gsing to teach you," said Lottie,
and shaking out her skirt.
He put out his finger gently, eau
and touched the laces of her
dress tentively, as man might touch
a flower or butterfly.
'Pretty frock, isn't it ?" said Lot
tie, carelessly. Il put it on on pur-
pose to come and see you."
at must have cost a great deal, !"
said Dunstan Reade, trying to look
stern again.
Lottie shrugged her shoulders.
II don't know papr has the bill,
never think of that. / like to
have pretty things about me, don't
you?"
Dunstan looked up into her
bright young face, and a sort ofglow
spread over his own.
II think so," he said "but 1 don't
know much about it."
mo t? Well, that is another thing
shall teach you, Mr.. Reade I; look
at that butterfly that has come in
through the open window-there is
something for you to look at, you
know. And you are coming to din
ner, are YOU not ?"
"Yes, if you really wish It," said
Mr.. Reade, quite meekly.
Timothy. / am going to dinner
tonight" said the miser to his SER
want.
"Mercy on us p calculated Tino-
Thy fairly staggering back against
the wall.
$50 ard look up in the lumber
room, in the third black box be-
meath the skeleton case" continued
Mr.. Reade, sternlv frowning, "and
you win find mulberry velvet
evening-suit of clothes, and knee
breeches, stockings, and buckle
and find them, you stu
pid and don't stand gaping there !"
An angry stamp of the foot sent
Timothy flying up to the attic after
he mulberry suit.
"Papa. sfr. Reade is coming to
dinner % said Lottie 10 her father
hat afternoon.
"No :" exclaimed Mr.. Harfield.
Why, what witch you are, Lot
lie Good gracious, child, what am
to talk to the mummy about ?"
ldded the worthy doctor in de-
;pair.
Chemistry, papa. | have found
,ut that that is his hobby and give
lim the best claret in the cellar"
"How on earth did you do it.
,ried her father.
II really can't tell. papa" laughed
Iottie. Il only talked to him as a ra-
ional being. He is only poor, cross,
onely old man, who wants little
sindness to bring him out Of his
narrow, selfish life"
The evening came. Mr.. Reade,
'ery shy and very subdued, appear
d duly in the mulberry suit. He
lad shaved and brushed himself
With care that had been unknown
o him for many years and his
imid look at Lottie as he came in
learly made her father laugh.
"That cbild,,' said the doctor to
himself. "could tame a bear if she
ried."
Lottie nodded and smiled at her
uest, and when dinner was an
Iounced, came up to him and led
i'm into the next room herself.
Mr.. Harfield, although q hard
vurking medical man, had also
arge Independent means of his own;
le pursued his profession as an oc-
upation rather than q necessity.
Iverything in his house and at his
able was Of the best and. thanks