The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-06-18


came up "What's the matter howph
she asked, seeing that something was
amiss. ~
"Elma has been making use of bad
language because she finds that Pm no
longer poor man.
more fool she," answered Mrs.
Pebworth with touch of asperity. eli
she hasn't sense enough to keep asweet-
heart when she's got one, whether he's
rich or poor, she'll soon find somebody
else in her place. Why, half the girls
in the county will be setting their caps
at the owner of Waylands before three
months are over.
Miss Deene pricked up her ears. 'Eic!
aunt. What character you give your
SEX" she said.
ats no more than our sex deserve, my
dear. There will be quite competition
for Mr.. Frobisher, can tell YOU"
I'm that case" said Elma, whim-
sically, IL may as we'll keep him for
myself Not, you know, because real
ly care very much for him--but just to
spite the other girls.
"Then your Serene Higbuess will
condescend TO accept me-but not pro
tenn, 1 hopcP" said Frobisher.
mo; not pro tem.-but for ever and
ever" answered Elma, placing both
her hands in his, while the love-light OF
happiness sprang to her eyes.
What little remains to be told may be
told after very brief fashion.
Clunie got the great desire of her life
rich husband, who never thwarts her
in anything. Captain Dyson achieved
one of the desires Of his life--a runaway
wedding. Mr.. Pebworth was distracted
at first, but extended a magnanimous
forgiveness to the newly-married cou-
pie on their return from their honey
moon. Captain Dyson came down hand
somely in the way of settlements; but
to this day he can not understand why
his wife, who had hitherto been one OF
the most complaisant listeners, changed
so suddenly and unaccountably, and re-
fused, point-blank, to listen to any more
of his narratives, even going so far on
one occasion as to impugn The accuracy
of his memory and to make use of the
words: "Stuif and rubbish" The little
man spends much of his time at his
club, but Melancholy has marked him
for her own. He has the look of man
habitually careworn and depressed.
Now and then, CLEAN OF happiness re.
visits him-when he can button-hole a
stranger good-natured enough to listen
to him while he narrates some of the
surprising adventures of his early life.
Young Tom M'Murdo, whose state OF
chronic impecuniosity is no secret, eats
many good dinner at the Captains
expense, and borrows many sovereign
as well-which he takes particular care
never to repay-and all because he is
the best OF listeners, and never even
hints the shadow of doubt rs TO the
truth of what is being told him. 1t has
never dawned on the consciousness oil
Captain Dyson, and probably never
will, ,'that in him Nature created bore
OF the first magnitude. ..
One morning very soon after the
picnic Mr.. Pebworth intmatod that
business of importance would take him
TO Liverpool He had not been many
hours in Liverpool before he tele-
graphed that the business which had
taken him TO that city would take him
still further-as far even rs TO America
Mrs. Pebworth was delighted; the voy-
age would be quite holiday for Alger-
non, and the sea-breezes could not Iail
to benefit his health. But Mr.. Peb-
worth's business, whatever the nature
OF it might be, evidently required n long
time to bring it to conclusion. Month
after month passed away, and Mr..
Pebworth wrote home that no still
found it impossible to return. At
length, at the end Of year and n half,
rs If disgusted with the whole affair, he
died, so that in all probability the busi-
ness which took him so far will remain
unsettled till doomsdGy. His widow
mouned for him in all sincerity. To
her he had ever seemed the best of nus
bands aud the best Of men; and NOBODY
has been cruel enough TO try TO unde-
ceive her. ''. H'" ''Ai..
Within a week oftho picnic Dick
Drummond was back in his old rooms
in Soho, which had found no tenant
during his absence. At first he felt
.wretchedly dull and lonely without
Frobisher; it seemed as il he had lost q
part Of himself, which nothing could
replace; but Leyland Hooked in every
other evening or so b cheer him up, on
which OCCASIONS they smoked innumer-
able pipes together and .d.scoursed on
every subject under The sun. \ few
other BohemiahS would drop in occa-
sionally, for Dick could now afford 10
keep open house, and many song was
sung, and many u merry story told at
such times in tho dingy old rooms. But
neither to Dick nor Frotisher would the
wheel Of life have seemed to run pleas
antly unless they had bcen able 10 see
each other often. DF' go' .rFI .l.-
I1 1t was but an hours journey from
Waylands, and Frobisher himself was
frequently in town. His old easy-chair,
his old meerschaum, and hearty grip
Of the hand. always awaited him in
Soho. Occasionally, Elma would call
with1him, at which times Dick would
put down his brush and palette for the
day, comb out his golden locks, don
another coat and so in generally for
high -iinks.
But Waylands did not fail to see Dick
n frequent visitor. II was understood
that he should spend from Saturday to
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