The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1883-10-18

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MY dear boy-ha! hi! ha. Why ask
her and SEE" cried Mr.. Crabbe. 1T
has always been the wish of my heart.
even when you were poor clerk. and
She don't you sly told yeu) always ad-
mired you-always!'
AT nine O'Clock one night Mrs Whites
door; bell rang and messenger boy
handed in letter-a big le,te. with q
big seal and ''imm :diatelv" on it.
What could it te? Something atont tha
property Of course. Mrs. White carried
1t herself to Mr.. Blooms room, AMI az
sue handed it in, she saw him seated
beside :. table On which stood tray of
dellcacies. Mr.. Crabbe Was at supper
with her boarder.
Excuse me-" said Timothy.
"Oh! certainly" said MIR. Crabbe.
limo ny opened the letter, read It;
Uttered deep gh and passed it to Mr..
Crabbe. Mr.. Crabbe read it and turned
pale.
"Do I understand it," said Timothy,
hiding his face.
Your lawyer says the property is n }
longer yours; that your grand father was
not the right Timothy Bloom, ant that
the real heir will demand a restoration
d what you have spent Already"
"Yes: I was right" said Mr.. Bloom.
But, Mr.. Crabbe. after all, sh all do
very we'll / can go back to your store,
and Miss Belinda has quite little for.
tune OF her own. We can still be happy"
Mr.. Crabhe leaped to his 'eet.
Sir! STRIP he said, this is a great
piece of imper'inence, sir. You haven't
spoken TO Belinda"
But you assured Extraordinarily.
II didn't" sllreked Mr.. Crabbe. cat
least, l was mistaken. came here
with the intention of telling you upon
my word and honor that she can't en-
dure you: and as for the store, you are a
most incompetent salesman. There j.
no 81 uation omen. Sorry tor you, but
good night. Good. hight"
GOOD night" SAID Timothy.
Then, RS the door closed he took W.
White, who with Hetty as assistant was
seeding raisins for next DAYS pudding
.slttin. one on either side of the drop
light in he dininy-room
~ shall have 70 give up the back par
!or," SAID poor Timothy. "And a. for
my halt-hall bedroom, I don't know
how to pay for that. for Crabbe won,
take rue back"
'Time-serving old wretchp' said Mrs.
White. "No matter Mr.. Bloom. I'll
trust you. Int ,tions being right, ]
never will be hard on my boarders, and
you can keep the 'rlor until it is hired
because it's more comfortable"
An" try to keep up your spirits, ~
sud Hetty. "for, after all, money isn't
everything"
1T seemed too sudden to last" said
Mrs. White. Il never trusted these
LAWYERS"
So the good soul comforted him, and
alter while. when he asked Hetty to
take q walk with him, she consented.
There was little park on the opposite
side Of the street. and though the gates
were locked. tn " walked around its
ratings: Their talk was long and earn
est, and at last Timothy said:
well Het'y, poor as / am, will you
promise to marry me some day."
And she had answered, Eyes, Tim
very simply-and so it was settled: and
for a young man, recently reduced from
aflluence to poverty, Mr.. Bloom certain
ly LOGGED very ha 0py rs they went home
White had given her loving consent to
his marrying Hetty when he,h ID enough
for bread and butter, that he made con.
, ession.
II can't keep it 10 myself any longer
grandma, wro'e that letter myself. I'm
rs "ich us eve~ was, and I've tested my
friends. Old Crabhe has proven false
and you have proven trne. telt sure
about Hetty all the wI,il- and when W.
are married, you must come and live
with us. AMI there will be no more hard
work and boarders Tor you in this world
YOU dear old soul.