Arizona weekly citizen., 1882-10-22
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Four or tive of us were enjoying our last pipe for the night in the smoking room at Crmgfalloch. We had had long days tramp over the nOors. and the conversation lay chiefly between Jack Wlnstanley and Charley Eane. These two had been at Oxbridge about the same time. and discovered tha', though they had never met there, they mad lots of friends m common. or course they began telling each other who had gone into the church, who in to the civil service, who was dragging out life in an up-cOUntIy station in h. dis, who had get shot in South Africa, and who had made fortune in ,lOred yarns.
 'Dld you know Merton:' asked Win stanley.
 ''I think have met i'm. Wasn't he a St. BrIdget's mau:'
 "Yes; tall, pale fellow, If you re- member, with straw-colOred hat and d delicate C0ssaner beard that he would never shave 0if'
 Rather good family, chg"
 "Ddresay. He was a very decent fel- .ow, if be was little strdIght-laced. \ parson now, of course. Did you aver hear of a visit be once got from a fine old English gentleman, all of the olden tIme.'
 "No. Tell us the story"
 Well, Merton was really a good fel- low, but he had been brought up at home coached 6t the family rectory; you understand? He never got into scrapes like the rest of us, and in fact was the most irreproachable soul you ever saw. One term Millbank's eldest sister, a mature lady If some thirty summers, came down to stay with some friends near Oxbridge, and the day after her arrIyal, wishing to give her dear Will liam a surprise, she ran over to see him early in the afternoon. Of course he got a cup of coffee for her and they were having pleasant chat ID the sit ting room, when the scout comes in with a card, Edward Manderlay.'
 "Ihe Eenman sends his compliments, sir, and hopes 1t will be convenient for you to see his rooms. He had these rooms, he says, sir, when he was up here fifty years ago.. and he has great fancy tO see them again.
 "'V7ry natural. very natural, I'm sure. I shall be delighted, Thomas. But, wait a moment, Agath-
 Twill 1t look odd for me to be here, dearT
 "'Oh, DO; but, you sae, if the old gen tleman sees you here hell be tempted to sit down and talk, and We shall lose all the morning Here's the scouts closet. Run in and I'll brlng you chair. I'll get rid of him as soon as can
 "The fact is that Merton was 30 aw- fully afraid of De-ng chaffed that he wouldn't have hal i- come to our ears on any account that q stranger had found him entertaining lady ID his rooms. Agatha was rather say, and very glad to take refuge ID the scouts closet.
 Presently i0 comes Squire Mandelay. A fine, blutT old fellow, something over seventy, a little shaFy on his pins, red face. white mutton-ehoo whiskers, white hat. check tie-yOu know the styleS
 "Happy tO make T1ur acquaintance, air. Hope Tn not in your way. The scout told you, perhaps. that I used to have these rOons-ahl a good fifty-three years ago-befOre your father was born |, I daresay? Dear mel How time fiiesl It all looks like yester6ay--like yester- day. The same old view into the mas ter's garden. Yes, the same old view. The same old pictures, too; and the old boy got up and tapped the frames; and I declarei the same old sofai Dear mer
 Next, he walked round the room, stopping at the fireplace. Same old msntelpiecer Then be got to the door of the scouts room and turned the | handle.
 Same old - He had just opened the door, when he caught the futter of a petticOst, and suddenly closed it.
 "Ahr says h.. shsEing his head, same old gamesi same old gamesr
 "'Sirr Casps Merton. in an avful funk. sir that's mv sister Sle--thst is-'
 "'WeU, l decls7el Same old ie Same old lie e!"'-Whitehsll Review.