The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-11-28

maggie m traat, ana 1 Dau better 20 INTO
it. | didn't think you would consent to
that. | wasn't game to defy you; so [
did IA meanish thing, and slipped away
into a merchant office"
And made your fortune in three
mOnthsf" inquired the Colonel.
NO, didn't: and don't think trade
is the thing for me. saw deal of
avarice and meanness, and thief of q
clerk got his master to suspect me of
dishonesty; so | snapped my fingers ut
them all. and here | am. But" said the
poor young fellow, Il do wish. father,
YOU would put me into something where
| can make a little money, SO that when
this estate comes to he sold, may be
the purchaser"
Colonel Clifford started up in great
emotion.
"Sell Clifford Hall. where ] was born,
and You were born, and Everybody was
born. Those estates | sold were only
outlaying properties"
They were beautiful ones,' said Wal
ter. II never see such peaches now"
AS You did when you were six years
DID," suggested the Colonel. mo, nor
You never will. I've been six myself.
Lord knows when il was. thought
But, sir, ! don't see any such trout,
and no such haunts for snipe."
do You mean 10 insult me-" cried
the Colonel, rather suddenly. This is
what we are come 10 now. Here's Il
brat of six begins taking notes against
his own father: and he improves on the
Scotch poet-he doesn [ print en-. No,
he accumulates them cannily until he is
twenty, but never says aword. IIeloads
his gun up to the muZZle. and waits, as
the years roll on, with his linstock in
his hand. and one fine day al breakfast
he fires his treble charge of grape-shot
at his own father
At this moment the steward entered.
Jackson" said the Colonel. in the very
same tone he was speaking in, put mp
my race-hOrses To auction by public adj
vertisement."
But, sir. Jenny has got torun at Der
by, and the brown colt at Nottingham,
cap at Chester. and the chestnut is en-
tered for the Syllnger next year"
sell them with their engagements"
And the trainer. sir!'
Give him his warming
And the jockey"
Discharge him OF the spot. and take
HIM by the ear ont of The premises be-
fore he poSons the lot. Keep one of the
stable-bOys, and let my groom DO the
rest"
But who is to take them TO the place
of auction, sir?'
Nobody. I'll have the auction here,
and sell them where they stand. Sub
nit all your books of account To this
young gentleman"
The steward looked little blue, and
Walter demonstrated gently. ITO me,
father?'
why, you can cipher. can't ye?"
Rather; it is the best thing do.'
"And You have been in trade. haven t
yer"
"Why, yes"
Then yOn will detect plenty of swim
dies. If you find out one in ten. Above
all. cut down my expenditure tie my in
come. \ gentleman of the nineteenth
century, sharpened by trade, can easily
do that. Sell Clifford Hall? Id rather
live on the rabbits and the pigeons and
the blackbirds. and the carp III the pond,
and drive to church i'm the wheelbar-
row"
So for time Walter administered his
fathers estate, and it was very instruc-
tive. Walter soon cut the expenses
down to the income. which was ample,
and even paid off the one mortgage that
encountered this noble estate at five per
cent, only four per cent. of which was
really fingered by the mortgages; the
balance went to a gO-between, though
no gO-between was ever wanted, for any
solicitor in the country would have
found the money in week at four per
cent.
The old gentleman was delighted, and
engaged his own son as steward at q
liberal salary; and so Walter Clifford
found employment and a fair income
without going away from home again.