Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1883-03-09


johnson, street.
my name." thought Mr.. Bloom. q
first Then. with . start, be remem
bered that he had heard his grandfathe
was named Timothy. Certainly. h
came from Lancaster. England Hi
father. David Bloom, had been an onll
son. He was an only son himself
Well, then. he was Timothy Bloom
he +. if it should prove that the Timoth,
Bloom inquired for was really his faih
er's father.
.But, Oh, psha!'' said Mr.. Bloom
"This sort Of thing couldn't happen t.
me. It's some other Timothy, not pao
old grand athcr." And he copied th,
address of Jones 4 johnson into hi
pocket-book. and went back to hi
counter quite calmly. though he wrot,
| TO Jones X johnson that night.
However. wonders will never cease
When Tim Bloom. the meekest of al
| young statesmen. went home that Satur
day evening with 'deductedn SALARY
and . scolding. be found Mr.. johnson
himseli in his boarding house parlor
ard an examination of the family Bibls
in his possession, and OF q certain bun
die of yellow letters that Mr.. Bloom
had more than once decided to burn,
but had. fortunately, spared. settled the
matter. Malt million of money had
come to him in the regular course of ma
ture. and ne was richer, NOS only than
Mr.. CraBbe. but than any of his mosi
fashionable customers
1t wassa a wonderful surprise to little
Tim Bloom. and he scarcely. grasped
the idcs ct first Even after he told
lis chief confidant, his landlady' ret.
II grand daughter. Mehitable White.
aspretty. pink-che sked. capable damsel.
Cd led Hetty. for shortw he only went
so,far as to think of pair Of patent.
LEI 4kher boots and diamond cravat-
Hetty awakened him to alfull realiza-
.tion Of his changed condition by s4ying.
rather ser.ously. and looking away from
him:
"Of course, grandmas won't salt
you any longer. Mr.. Bloom. and you'll
never have to 60 back to Crabbe a Co $
again.
"By George! never thought of it;
SO sha'n't." said Tim Bloom. "No
more counter-jumping for me; and il
Mrs. White will let mo hire the back
parlor. I'll take that Goaway? Not L."
"Not yet; it's too soon." sail Hetty,
to herself; ''but he'll go whea he quite
understands. "
:. Let me congratulate you. my dear
Mr.. Bloom" said Mr.. Crabbe, bowling.
as he parted from the dep irting clerk
as he did to the carriagc customers at
the very store-door.. II have always
felt superiority in you over the other
young men. said to my daughter,
Eelinda. the other day: III it were n I
Nr. Timothy Bloom to our little even
ings. Something OF the Prince in dis
guise about him; but an employer has
his duties They sometimes make his
heart achei but he must perform
them.
. -Sir. Bloom remembered the piacard
over the water-cooler; sCashes not al
lowed drinks" "a cash who drinks
deducted one -hslf." and thought that II
Mr.. Crabbe reaily had a heart this must
betiue.vr4 ~ ~ r.
lin Bloom was rich man; but he
had no rich friends as yet The clerks
at Crabhe- Co.'s had been always
quarreling amongst themselves. and he
had not known one in prirata.
: Tho hoardes were not a. socIable;''
he treated them to ice cream several
times aud took Hetty White to con-
cert or two. rs Fl - .--~-.
He improved his mind In libraries
and museums. aud set up a bookcase
o, his own. into'which heput . miscel-
laneous assortment OF volumes; but
when one day he rece we'd perfumed
.inyiting him to a lawn ten
nis. party II Mr.. crabbe's~ country seat.
he cit that the dissipations OF the
wealthy had just begun for him. He
accepted. OF course. and went aftimd
in perfect style, and looking very well.
indeed. sf 80 4
lie returned bcwildered. Miss Crabbe
was very handsome. She played and
sang and danced, and was . stylish
She had set her cap for him. and Mr..
actually Mr.. Crabbe i had
plainly allowed him TO see that no
would give bis consent to the match.
"Two months ago he called me
stupid IDIOT Two months ago he
me. whenever be spoke 10
me-" thought Tim Bloom. "Yes,
this is the old story; everybody. every
body. even old Mrs. VIII to, hattering
and cringing TO my money. wonder
Hetty Is the samc?" And In
he seclusion OF his own apartment
poor. young Tim Bloom actually ,ried;
Ihough Mr.. Crabbe called that evening
md took him to charming stag party,
where the guests were. principally In
he dry-goods line. and In every d.
'ectIon one ears caught the remark.
"isold q bill OF goods to a man." and
where every one scorncd to drink any
hing les, costly than champagne.
"lou rascal" said the excellent /
athor. on the way homo. IL see you
ire afraid to speak, but I know You
'ouldn't keep your eyes of my Belinda
ast Wedne sday."
Gould hope for Jour consent, il
he"
my dear boy-ha, hal ha! Why, ask
ler and scer' cried Mr.. Crabbe. cit
,as always been the wish Of nv heart. I
wen when you were a poor clerk. and
he don't say told you) a,scays adj
nired you-alwaysr
At nine o'clock, one night, MrsL
Whites door bell rang. and a messenger
,oy handed in letter--a big letter,
With big cal, and immediate" on IT,
What could It. be? Somahing about the
property Of course. Mrs. White car
led (. herself TO Mr.. Blooms room. and
s she handed IL in saw him seated be.
idc table. on which stood wine and a
ray Of de icacies. Mr.. Crabbe was at
upper with her boarder.
'sEScuse me-" sal Timothy. /
s.Ohl certainly" said Mr.. Crabbe.
Timothy opened the letter. read IL.
ttcrcd deep sigh, and passed il to
lr Crabbe- Mr. Crabbe read 1t and
urned purple #m
..Do unsierrtand itp'' said Timsshy.
Your lawyer says the property d no
,nasr yours-fkal your grandfather
Ias not the right Timothy Bloom. and
hat the real heir will demand 4 restora-
ON Of all that. yoa bxSs sPsstl Al
eady."
Yes. was right" said Mr.. bloom
But Mr.. Crsf be. after al. shall DO
cry well. 1 can 60 back 10 your sfor4
nd Miss Belindh has quite a su fcicnt
tile fortune Of her own We can still
e happy"