The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1882-10-26

proctor had known quite well both his
name and college, but preferred to go
through the old formula. So a fine was
the least to be expected as the result of
the Watlingbury trip, in addition to the
penalty to be paid for the broken gate,
of the nature of which there could be
little doubt, after the Deans solemn
warning. And, therefore, when his scout,
on calling him next morning, said that
the Dean requested the pleasure of his
company at twelve o'clock, Charley felt
that he might as well tell Bum to begin
packing his things. A breakfast with
Gordon, however, cheered him up a
little, but the momentary gayety sank
down again at the door of the Deans
house." what will the governor say?"
he groaned. When he was ushered in
he saw no sign of r~elenting in the Deans
face.
"You were not in college yesterday,
Mr.. Quedglington, by the time at which,
for you. the gate closes. / am also in
formed that you returned from Waiting
bury by a train arriving after that time.
The doings at Watlingbury were dis
graceful, sir, as l have good reason to
know. I cannot imagine you have any
thing to urge" Charley regarded the
third button of the DIAGONAL waistcoat
with q stoical calmness. "After the
solemn warning we gave you only two
days ago, l think l am exercising some
leniency in merely sending you down
until the end of the term. You will go
down to-day. Good morning."
Quedglington of st. Aldate's was not
the man to plead, even if he could think
of anything to say, in mitigation of SEN
tence. He turned to leave with a silent
bow, when the further door of the library
was opened, and a voice he knew ex-
claimed:
81 beg your pardon, uncle; l thought
you were alone"
Charley looked up in establishment.
It was his friend of the train.
"Good gracious!' said she, recognize
ing him at once, and coming in; 81 am
so glad you are b st. Aldate's man.
Uncle, this is the gentleman who inter.
fered on my behalf yesterday, and missed
his train through his kindness. Perhaps
you will thank him for me-"
sit was nothing at ALL" murmured
Charley.
s.This is very remarkable" said the
Dean, in the accents of Domino Sampson.
eff this is so, I have to thank you for
doing. not only my niece, but myself, a
great service"
at is sol" cried Miss Gertrude, pet
tishly.
Indeed, indeed! Then it is very re-
markable. This is my niece Gertrude,
Mr.. Quedglington; l am greatly obliged
to you-greatly. Will you be kind
enough to run away, Gertrude, and we
will talk about it AGAIN."
In a few minutes they were alone
again.
$50 that was how you missed your
train?" asked the Head.
Charley nodded.
"Well, 1 am greatly obliged to you.
You are an honor to the college-in
some respects. But of course 1 can make
no alteration upon this account. You
had no business going to Watlingbury,
or returning from it. So L must say
good morning."
Even Charley thought the Dean was
treating him a little cavalierly, but he
was not one to make much of his ser.
vices. He made for the door.
s.Ah, yes," said the Dean, when hi.
hand was already uponit, ''do you know
my brother, Sir Richard? No, I think
not. He has asked me to send him 8
rod or two, to make up his party. My
wife and niece are going to his place in
the North tonight. Perhaps, Mr.. Quedg-
lington, you would escort them, and
stay until the end of the term, whenyoui
home engagements fall in. Would it sui
youT"
81 shall be delighted, SIR" stammerec
Charley, the vision of Miss Gertrude pet
tishly stamping the floor with the small
est foot the male Imagination a con
ceiye before his eyes.
Every well; you had better dine herr
early, as they go by the eight O'Clock
train. Your letters could be forwarded
from here" added the Dean, with !;
slight cough, and then, perhaps, yor
need not trouble your people with youl
change of places? You go down to-nigh
then. Good morning."
That was how Charley Quedglingtor
was sent down. Some people are inclined
to insinuate that it was all a plan of Mrs
Deans. and a very successful plan, too
But that, we know, is all nonsense. On,
thing about it is certain that, to this day
the venerable Archdeacon is totally ig
norant, and SO are his intimate friends
that his son ever incurred the disgrac,
of being sent down from st. Aldate's
London Society.