The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-07-28

"You may depend upon my ren-.
cence," l said with 2 bow, in which, /
tfatter myself that a sincere personal
devotion and an overlooking apprecia-
tion for her uncle appeared to mingle.
The moment however, that had got
her out of the chambers, and the door
! closed behind her, / sent Thomas off
with note, and darted back into the
Serjeant's room. There | stood in the
middle, where my visitor had stood, and
looked around me. There was mel
ancholy tidiness 4everywhere.---Q Quickly.
l opened the drawers, cast my eye over
them, felt behind them; as | expected,
nothing. Then procured chair and
candle, and with a minuteness that
would have done credit to a Fouche, |
looked along the top of row after row
of the calf-bound books, that on three
sides concealed the walls from floor to
ceiling. Two sides had been examined
before l found what l had expected.
Low down between the fireplace and
one of the windows it was, almost
within reach of the writing-table Then
| sat down on the floor, put the candle
beside me, and took out my watch.
Seven minutes passed before Thomas
returned, and some one with him. [
did not move, but sung out:
''Ford! here | am; come in; and shut
the door, .. ....,
There has been a lady here, your
boy tells mer'
eyes, the lady. She wished to see
her uncle's room once more Sweetly
appropriate, wasn't it Pr ..
eyes, yes!" ....
'Well, out of consideration for her
feelings -' ~
Bother her feelings
81 left her alone-and look here"
He was on his knees in the twinkling
of an eye, and had both his eyes glued
on the top of the eleventh and twelfth
volumes of Bevan's Reports of the
Court of Chancery. The layer of dust,
which elsewhere lawn uniform smooth
ness, was here disturbed
1.-The will is in Chancery, you may
depend upon it," l said, airily. At a
sign from me Ford gingerly removed
the books, and opened first one, and
shook nothing won't swear that
our faces did not flush, as he opened the
other and shook it-nothing! Then he
got up and used naughty word | ex-
amined the volume closely, with the
same result We looked at one an
other
Nothing wrong with our calcula-
tions, is there ?n 30.
'No; under the missing will she gets
$4,000. That will disappears, that she
may get two-thirds of the whole estate
under the first; when, 10, up starts an
intermediate villa devilish odd will
leaving her only $500, and good, as far
as she knows, until the missing one
turns up. She's no fool therefore it
will turn up" ....
eff she has not destroyed itr'
EXACTLY. How much time did you
give her?"
Give minutes at least, and some one
has been at these books. Wait a min
ute, what fools we have beenr' The
two volumes of Bevans Reports still lay
upon the floor side by side. | plunged
my hand into the oritce caused by their
absence from the shelf. | CROPPED.
Ford's eyes grew perceptibly bigger
| 'What's thisP" | cried, and brought
out paper.
Right he shouted, as he hastily
glanced at it outside. 1.-The lost will!
| We've Won"
''No chance of five years with---,'
Ell, now, Ford?"
mo, but upon my honor, at one time
things looked awkward"
The five thousand pounds were
promptly paid to Miss Chilling, and
She. has passed from our sight with that
modest independence. She was very
clever woman, and most certainly will
get on in the world. 1 am glad she
never learned how she was checkmated.
| Give Greathead is now the wife of ''our
Mr. Ford" cosy, pleasant resort is
their house in Grenville-place. So
much of the business of Ford, Ford e.
Bittle. comes to my chambers in Hare
Court, that also am thinking of setting
up a little double establishment at the
West End. Ford and sometimes chat
over the Serieant's three wills, and the
last time [ dined with him | heard him
say, with singular emphasis, to his
guest on the right:
"You never forged a will, now, sup
pose, Sir John?n ...
Il, sir!'' cried the Alderman, with
portentous dignity.
80, no. of course not; but, do you
know, l daresay you've dined at the
same table with people who have"
The worthy merchant swelled and
swelled with indignation until quite
feared for him. And yet, do you know,
l think Ford was right.-Tinae.
A Very Bashful Husband.