The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1883-03-09

indeed.
lie returned bewi'dered. Miss Crabbe
was very handsome. She played and
sang and danced. and Wns stylish.
She had set her cap for him. and Mr..
CrAbbe-yes. actually Mr.. (rabbc w had
plainly allowed him 10 see that he
would give his consent 70 the match.
1.-TWO months ago he called me
stupid IDIOT Two months ago he
snubbcd me. whenever he spoke %
me-" thought Tim Bloom = Yes.
this Il the old story; everybody. every
iody. even old Mrs. VIII 20. ilattering
and cringing 70 nv money. wonder
whether Hetty Il the same?' And In
the seclusion Of his own apartment.
poor. young Tim Bloom actually sried;
though Mr. Crabbe called that evening
and took him 70 charming stag party.
where the guests were principally in
the dfy-goods line. and in every di-
rcction one ears caught the remark.
sold bill Of goods q man. and
where every one scorncd 70 drink any
thing less costly than champagne
"lou rascal" said the excellent
father. on the way home. II see you
are afraid 70 speak. but l know you
eouldn keen your eyes of my Belinda
last Wednesday,
Gould hope for your consent, II
she"
my dear boy ha' ha! ha' Why. ask
her and see,'' cried Mr.. Crabbc 1T
has always been the wish OF my heart.
even when you were poor clerk. and
she don't say told you) Arrays adj
mired YOU alwaysr'
At nine O'Clock. one night. Mrs.
Whitcs door bell rang. and amessenger
boy handed in leiier-a big letter.
with big cal. and immediate" on IL
What could Il bc1 Something about the
property Of course. Mrs. White car
ried !. herself 70 Mr.. blooms room. and
as he handed II in saw him seated be.
side 4 table. on which stood wine and 4
tray Of de icacies Mr.. Crabbe was at
supper with her boarder.
'.E>cuse me- sal "A Tinothy.
4 oh certainly said Mr. Crabbe.
Timothy opened the letter. read II.
uttered deep sigh. and passed il to
Mr. Crabbe. Mr. Crabbe read il and
turned purple.
"Do understand it?' said Timothy.
hiding his face.
Your lawyer says the property is no
Longer yours-that your grandfather
was not the right Timothy Bloom. and
that the real heir will demands res'ora-
ton Of all that you have spent al
ready"
Yes. was right. said Mr. Bloom.
But Mr.. Cra' be. after al. ! shall do
very well. can 20 back to your store.
and Miss Belinda has quite a sufficient
little fortune Of her own We can still
be happy
\ Mr. Crabbe leapcd to his feet
Sir >ir.f he said. sthis IS great
piece 81 impertinence. sir. You haven I
\ spoken 70 Belinda
But you assured me- began Tim
othy-
~ didn. shrieked nj. Srabpe.
'At isas': ! was mislaken: icame here
with the intention q teii1ng you upon
my wo 4 and honor that she cant en-
dure You ana A. for the store you were
most incompetent salesman, there
u no situation open. sorry lot you,
but Good night Good-night ("
"6ood-n'ght SAD llinoihy.
lhen. as the door Closed, ne LOCK up
his letter and carried a 70 Oh MIS-
White, who, with hetty a. assistant.
was seeding raisins for next days puu-
ding' sitting one on eitner sac 81 the
drop-iight 10 the dining-room
shall have 70 give up the PACK
parlor. said poor TIMOTHY And As
ior my nal hall bedroom. 4 aon' know
how y pay Tor fna,; ior AT. Sraope
wont take me back
lIme-servIng. old wreich' sara
Mrs White. NO matter. MT. Bloom
Ia trust YOU: Intentions being right,
never viii pc hard On my ooarders.
ana sou san keeP tne par'or UNI, !. \, !
nileu' because more con'io1'aD'e' \.
ana VIZ g Keep UP your SI'ri's
sara fetty' ior' alter hii' money in
everything