Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1882-08-24

fine and bright, and very much ne!
in the eyes Of one small parsonage
He seems to have a paper in his hand,
and strides along at rapid pace, the
little garden gate going click, click
the while.
"Just like him." says lance, who,
in his newly y-acquired dignity,is apt te
lord it, and adopt somewhat of rnf
fling air-"alwavs was the most har'
um-scarum creature Now all the
fowls will get in "a triumphant crow
backs the assertion-"and then wha'
will become Of nv cucumbera?'
"Hark at Mr.. Cochin, says Grace
"ooter-root er 70 o ool'-not all un'
successfully mimichng the solemn, 50
norous, but slightly cavernons utter
ances Of that STATELY biped.
"WeIl," goes on Mr.. Foxe, "and
what brings you here like house or
fire. Piers having got within range
Dodv gets up, gives capaclous yaWn
and lies down again, plump.
Il We news for you:' cries Giray
bean.insly.
"Don't tell it then, says Grace, eye.
ing a buttonhole. Exercise pli,
ccoua ret,cence its Htre to be bad.
ooh, I don't know about that,
smiles Cha'ila-"PIers would not be
so eager if it were. with a bright
upward glance.
"Right, oh, Queen!' says he "WelI
Foxe, yon may congratulate yourself
IN being at this mo'iient one Of the
luckiest fellows In the kingdom,
"A most distinguished position,
am sure, murmurs Lance, "but one
feel don't to occupy. Go on, Old
,nan-thats 3 not news from Ily point
Of view laying a hand on a prc1!'
mate arm.
bose has been caught, with some,
thing like halfa million securities in
his pocket-yours no doubt among the
nnmber!
The gi,ls start, utter iittle cries
clasp their hands.
Yes, says Piers, looking exult.
ant. Its all in tc days paper. Here
met the boy d. came along--and
can. tell you how glad am; it seems
almost too good for belief,
1T does indee1," agrees Lance
"llere, let me see.
"Anl me" cry Grace and Cbarila
"Oh, oh !"
With their hands cIaSped abou
Lance neck hand Of each-they
read.
"Yes, it is true enough. 1t Is al
there in black and white
"WeII, says he, having mastered
the startling paragraph, 81 suppose
ought to 90 to town and enforce my
CLAIM, otherwise, some swindling beg
gar may
"No," interposes Piers, "1'il go
You re not half strong enough. Yol
viii meke yourself i'll again with al
the racket and excitement And Nv,
one or two little things to do. By
the way, want the size of you,
! finger, young lady, just as ii guide.
"Ho, ho says Lance. as tha
the tenor Of thy thoughts, the com
pIexion Of thy phantaey, But pause
rash youth Charila, my dear
suddenl5 dropping the heroic anc
adopting a amblIke, not to say insd
uous, stvle cf demeanor-"just 90 tt
the wine cellar-there's tie key
and extract bot.!s Of you know
what.
"Indeea do not, returns Chari!a
/ there are so many bottles.
"'phen my dear, your comprehen.
sion scarcely equals your intelligence
II alluded to the modest fzA,
Yes, says Grace, well drink his
health
"Whose % gays lance, "Mine?'
" Yours o. -grandly. "ls your
name Rose p
"WeIl, no, replies he, "In glad
it's not. Id not stand in that man S
shoes for something
"Nor |, says Piers. "Pheueh
Ism t it warm? ran nearly all the
way, Beg pardon, old fellow
didn t see your worship .'-Dody ex-
hIbitug an inclination to assert his
rights.
"Si; down. says Grace, touch