New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1883-11-18
CHAPTER VI-CONTINUED.


CHAPTER VI-CONTINUED
I could not but that, II tno r'so
md nv relatives were to remain HionuS
- .,o Ioo,.a of Clifton. or at all events,
r,oor ont of NV unce's house. L was luli VI
8beso botbersome fancies when my aunt ana cousins
- mo GOOD might. Creat-hearted SOPHIE holiclne
.Io ,,Ioo,,7 on my brow and wishing to send me 10
Nod nanny. whispered, as she squeeZeu lnS nan" :
gyor are making Florence very iona OF you Jach
an, s,re she likes you exceedingly" ana trlppeu
.nt &c the room. Her words were like dram to
fointing man. vet l still felt very worried as re-
sumcd nv chair and lighted another cigar.
"What was that Sophie croakeo Ill SouI o"i
nephew 7" inquired my uncle
aNothing of consequence" replied.
aTbe girls don't sympathize with their mother as
raOards old Hawke, dye observe, JackT said he ;
they take after me. Not that yOur aunt likes the
man. | know what's in her mind. Mr.. Hawke Is
neighbor: we have exchanged civnities and hosplt-
o1;tv: his girls are pleasant companions for my
daughters; and while your aunt would be the hrst
"a clan Won on the back and help your love-maklng
in all ways poSsibleso heartily does she object 10
the sort of marriage old Hawke wants TO DrlnB
nbout-if You were an outsider, no relation, merely
q friend who had lived in the town, yet, being my
nephew and owing your knowledge OF the hawkes.
tor she hangs back and is foolish enough to
prospect of his cutting u.s."
"Uncle," said | Il am in avery uncomfortable
nosition. | feel that under the circumstances,
have no right TO remain here; and yet am 50
deeply obliged to you for all your aifcctonate kind
ness that | feel should be acting with brutal in
gratitude if even limited that l ought to pack up
and be of"
"ouite right, the brutalleSt ingratitude," said he
with twinkling eyes So therefore, what dye say
ms YOU common sailors observe, TO take turn with
your jawing tackleP
"But 1t is only right should tell yOu," continued
athat though, to save my aunt from any NORTH
cation, should deem it my duty to leave your
house" The made dreadful grimace as used those
yords it is not at all probable that should quit
the neghbOrhood."
"What ~ cried he. are you so far gone as that
gIll not put it in that way" said /, speaking very
calmly; - but I'll answer by saying that am III
love with Florence Hawke, and that l could no
more dream of returning TO London, and giving up
all chance of seeing her again this side OF her mar
rage with young Morecombc, or any other man her
father may induce her to take than could OF cut
ting of my nose in the hope of improving my
beauty"
HWell. smite my timbers !" cried lie, looking at me
xvonderinely. and talking through his nose, his
custom was when suddenly excited, II ever could
have believed you were so much in earnest Con-
found ye believe you'd marry the girl tomorrow.
"This instant" replied warmly
But have you reflected :" cried he, running ms
sves over me. "Are you sure of your own meaning
Is II possible that man can fall in love safely i'll
the short time you have known Miss FOrcnccT
sYes," said stOutly; "Quitc possible"
gAnd Won wouldn't leave Clifton now, even II you
give upp
"Assuredly not " replied
dwell. roast mew cried he viewing me with a
kind of admiration. " if this don't beat cock-hght-
ing. But how dye calculate Oh getting 10 wind
ward of the old fellow and young Morecombe "
continued he talking inquisitiycly.
GIf can teach her to love me she'll have me, II
she's the woman believe her TO be-" answered.
@Well, hang me- if this don't beat cock-iighting'
he cried again. BY lingo, Jack, you'll get her
You're bound to win--if this is your policy. Why,
you have only to make her much in earnest as
you are and the old Hawke III have to take wing
he'll have to mizzle Oppose 'emV he CALCULATED
looknc at Inc and talking as though he were think
ing aloud; "why there's something in the viii of
two resolved young lovers that makes them TT TO
conoucr all creation-ay, were the globe populated
entirely with Hawkes. Well, may be smOthcrcd
This blessed night if I'm not considerably aston
ished o." said he, pitching his cigar through the
omen window and rising "Oh, for a talking owl,
That might dispatch the mOuser with news of your
ideas to old Hawke, who by this time should be
hbed. night-cap on, smiling as he dreams of blood"
He laughed so heartily that it took him several
minutes to light his candle; and after had closed
my bedroom door could hear the rumbling OF his
Aforementioned laughter in the passage, as If he
waited for the fit to subsidc before entering his
wife's room.