River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1883-05-17

lyon rascal said the excellent father
on the way home, 81 see YOU are afraid
to speak, but knew yon couldn't keen
your eyes off my Belinda last Wednes-
day"
Gould hope for your consent n
She
my dear boy-hal bal hal Why. ask
her and seel' cried Mr.. Crabbe 1T
has always been the wish of my heart
even when YOU were d poor clerk, and
she fdon't say / told you1 always adj
mired you-alwaysW
At nine o'clock one night Mrs. Whites
door bell rang and messenger boy
handed in d letter-a big letter with d
big seal. and immediately on 1T
What could ii be? Something about the
property. Of course. Mrs. White car
ried it herself to Mr.. Blooms room, and
as she handed it in she saw him seated
beside a table, on which stood wine and
tray of delicacies. Mr.. Crabbe was at
supper with her boarder.
Excuse me, said Timothy.
's0hi certainly, said Mr.. Crabbe.
Timothy opened tile letter, read il,
uttered deep sigh and passed it to Mr..
Crabbe Mr.. Crabbe read it and turned
purple.
stDo understand, it2n 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 he will demand a restoration
of all that you have already speEt"
"Yes, was right, said Mr.. Bloom.
aBut Mr.. Crabbe, after all, | shall do
very well. / can 90 back to your store,
and Miss Belinda has quite sufficient
little fortune Of her own. We ean still
be happy"
Mr.. CIabbe leaped to his feet.
'tSirl sirf' he said, this is q great
piece of imperiinenee, sir. You haven't
spoken to Belinda.
but you assured me" began limo
thy.
Il didn't shrieked Mr. Crabbe AT
least, 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
were most incompetent salesman.
There is do situation open. Sorry for
you, but-good night. Good night"
Good night said Timothy.
Then as the door closed, he took up
his letter and carried it TO old Mrs.
White, who with Hetty as assistant,
was seeding raisins for next days pgd-
ding, sitting one on either side of the
drop llght III the dining room.
81 shall have to give up the back oar
lor," said poor Timothy. And as for
my half hall b sdroom. don't know how
to pay for that. Tor Mr.. Crabbe won't
take me back"
"Time serving old wfetch?" said Mrs
White. "No matter, Mr.. Bloom. III
trust You. Intentions being right,
never will be hard ON by boarders, and
you can keep the parlor until it is hired,
because its more comfortable"
"And try to keep mp your spirits" said
Hetty for, after all, money isn't every
thing"
ut seemed to sudden 10 last" said
Mrs. White. II never trust these law
yers."
So the good souls comfortel him, and
after while, when he asked LEFTY to a
take little walk with him she consented.
There was little park on the oppo-
site side of the street, and though the
gates were locked they walked around
the ratings Their talk was long and
earnest, and at last Timothy said:
"Well, lIetty, poor as am, will you
promise to marry me some day.?
And she had answered, eyes, Tim,n
very simply--and 50 it WIS settled and
for young man recently reduced from
affiueDee to poverty, Mr.. Bloom GER
tainly looked very happysas they went
home together. But it was only when
Mrs. White had given her loving con-
sent to his marrying Hetty when they
had enough for bread and butter, that
he made confession:
81 can't keep it to myself any longer.
grandma | wrote that letter myself.
Pm as rich as ever was, and I've tested
my friends. Old Crabbe has proven
false and you have proven true. | felt
sure about Hetty all the while;and when
we are married you muat live with us,
and there shall be no more hard work
and boarders Tor you in this world, you
dear old soul"