The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1882-02-24
THE YOUNG LAWYERS l.

1t was the gloomiest of gloomy T
There was not redeeming feature al.
If it had only rained, there might have ~ S
music in the drops if it had snoweS &
could have "Iived over the beautiful POI II
but it did neither, and now, late in the aft +
noon, the air was a thick, damn vapor, an b
the street ankle deep with slush and muds
that an unpaved western town supplies so
beautiful and readily.
Then again, the life of the young attorney
is not always one of whirl and excitement and
pleasurable results. Not living soul ex-
cept bOotblack-iust as if we should ever
need bootblacks again-had entered the door
that day. In vain had tried to give nv
mind over to the arbitrary statutes. and then
in despair sought the more inviting stimu-
lants of Regina VS.. Reynolds: even the Cos
sip of great leading case failed to inspire me.
and wearily turned from my books to nv
thoughts, and from my thoughts to nv
gloom.
1t was just then, before had ascended to
the realms of suicidal purpose-for walk
that way slowly-that the door knob hesita-
/ tingly, cautiously turned, and WAS hard at
work again, pen in hand, with one hand on
/ won't make a diagnosis of lust how fast
my heart was beating, if peradventure the
door would open, and somebody that was
somebody should come in. I could endure
! the suspense no longer, and looked suuarely
/ up. The door had opened, and, though the
/ evening shadows were gathering thick and
fast, l could see that my visitor was in dress
and manners a lady-the most significant
word in the greatest of languages, Her vel
! concealed her face but, old or young. ugly
or pretty, her thoughts probably were
Here's young man-very young, he hasn't
much eXperience-don't think he ever diC
such work before. It would help him, but 4
don't help me. had better look"
But interrupted my own forebodings by
springing to my feet with 'Good evening
madam. Step in; Pm through with tn,
matter in hand-a little pressed now, will
term time upon us, but have an hour t.
spare-such dull dayi Sit down P' apt
my first triumph was won, for she was seat
ed
Then / swept my books from me with al
air of relief, as if any problem she might az
itate would be child's play compared to wha
I had just passed through.
had not yet so much as caught the colo
of her eyes, and couldn't but wonder VIII,
she kept her veil down so closely unless sh,
was meditating a sudden flight to the off1e
{ Of the bald-headed wretch across the wav
who had few gray hairs and more expert
ence, you lnow-but bad attack of rheu
matism, too, thank heaven which devout
ly trusted was keeping him home on such
day as this.
81 want you to write a will, - she suddenl-
began, in a half halting voice
Certainly, madam" I answered, noblr
resolving to strengthen the faith within her
and pulled half quire of legal cap towarc
me, and thought of the solemn opening ana
the weiehty fOrmaities of its publication.
"It's to be my husbands will, " she added
He dare not come out on such a day a.
this" And she shivered so prettily that
was reconciled with the weather for the frs
time that day.
Hadn't better come to your house %
ventured to suggest.
"Oh, no not now," she answered, with
little sigh. cit might excite him too much
But he may be better tonight and 1 vii
send the carriage for you then. 1t will no
make any difference, will it, about the will
being binding?" And something told m,
she was peering anxiously at me-
''Of course, madam, if he then fully anC