South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1884-03-28

patent leather boots ana : :liamcnS
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Hetty awakened him 10 I full reali.
cation Of his changed conditiou by
saying: rather seriously and looking
away from him: y
sOf course, grandma won't suit yos
any longer, Mr.. Bloom, and you'il
never have to 60 back to Cra6bs !
Co.'s ngain.'
by George I never thought Of IL;
90 shan't, said Tim Bloom. mo
more counter jumping fer me, aud II
Mrs. White will let me hire the back
parlor I'll take that. 60 away! Not
Not yet. it's too soon,' said IIetty
to herself. sBut he'll go when he
quite understands.
Let me congratulate you, my dear
Mr.. Bloom, said Mr.. Crabbe, bow ing
us he parted from the departing clerk
rs he did to the carriage customers at
the very store door. Il have ALWAYS
felt q superiority in you over the 9th
or yodng men. ! said to my daueh.
ter the other day, If it were not for
giving otfense to others I should ask
AR. Timothy Bloom to ourlittle even
ings. Something Of the prince in die.
guise about him ;but an employer has
his duties. They sometimes make his
heart ache but he must perform them >
MIR. Bloom remembered the placard
over the water-cooler. Clashes not
allowed drinks; a cash who drinks
deducted one-half,' and thought that
if Mr.. Crabbe really had a heart, this
must be true.
Tim Bloom was rich man /: but
he had no rich friends as yet. The
clerks at Crabbe & Co.'S had been al.
ways quarreling among themselves,
aud he had not known one in pri-
vate.
The boarders were not 'sociable >
he treated them to ice cream several
times. and took Hetty White to con-
cert or two.
lie improved his mind in libraries
and museums, and set up book case
OF his own, into which he put a mis-.
celianeous assortment OF volumes !;
but when one day he received q per.
tuned envelope, inviting him to a
lawn-tennis rarty at Mr.. Crabbe's
country seat, he felt that the dissipa-
tons OF the wealthy had Just begun
for him. He accepted it, of couI So,
and went, attired in perfect style, and
looked very we'll indeed.
lie returned bewildered. Miss
Crabbe was very handsome. She
playe and sang and danced, aud was
stylish; ! she had set her cap for him,
and Mr. Crabte had plainly allowed
him to see that he would give his con-
sent 10 the match.
two months ago he called me a
Stupid idiot Two months ago be
snubbed me whenever be spoke to
me- thought Tim Bloom Eyes, this
is the old story. Everybody, even
Old Mrs White flattering and crying
for my money. l wonder if Hetty is
the same And, in the seclusion of
his room poor Tim Bloom actually
cried. g-i
Mr.. Crabbe called that cvenin Q and
took him to a charming stag party.
where the guests were principally in
the dry goods line, and in every direc-
tlon ones ears caught the remark,
sold bill of goods to. a man. and
where every one scorned to drink
anything less than champagne.
You rascal, said the excellent faith.
er, on the way home. II see you are
afraid to speak, bat know you
couldn't keep your eyes Off my Beliu-
da last Wednesday,
Gould hope for your consent if
She
My dear boy-hs! ha! hal Why,
ask her and seel' cried Mr.. Crabbe.
lit has always been the wish of my
heart, even when you were a poor
clerk, and she don't say / told you)
always admired you--always 2
AT 8 o'clock one night Mrs.
Whites door-bell rang, and mes
senger boy handed ia q letter--a big
letter, with big seal and Immediate
on it. What could it be2 Something
about the property, of course. Mrs.
White carried il herself 10 Mr..
Blooms room, and "a she handed it
in she saw him seated beside table,
on which stood wine aud tray OF de-
licacies. Mr.. Crabbe was al supper
with Der boarder.
Excuse me, sir said Timothy.
.Oh, certainly said Mr. Crabbe.
Timothy opened the letter, read it,
uttered sigh, aud passed il to Mr..
Crabbe. MIR. Crabbe read it and turn
ed purple.
do | understand it?' said Timothy,
hiding his face.
Your lawyer says the money is no
longer yours, that your grandfather
was not the real Timothy Bloom, and
that the real heir will demand a re-
storation OF all that you have spent
yes, | was right said Mr. nloom