St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-07-13

not nunureu yards OH, sir! ana by the
time we come back lunch viii be ready.'
Was the dust OF that whiting still in Mr..
Bulstead's eyess At any rate, it seemed to
him that his nephew was peculiarly and rest
lessly anxious to get him out Of the rooms.
However, he rose.
Eyes, Tom, certainly. Where did put
my umbrella? All, here it is, than you.
| Why-what-th Observation-Disclosures
If it had been another half ton of whiting
piled upon the sofa the old gentlemans face
could not have grown darker The thing lying
half hidden by the sofa cushion was a laiy's
parasol-a dainty, tiny wicked looking sun
shade of gray silk, and by it was glove of
too too apparent French kid. Mr.. Bull
stead's worst fears were confirmed with
vengeance. All along he had felt that there
was something wrong; this was the haunt of
wicked dissipation he had half feared he
should find it. Half ton of whiting, indeed!
In moment, and before he had glanced at
| the young fellows confused face he thought
the worst of him.
'Well, sir" he said, and there was real
sorrow as well as anger in his tone, stcan you
explain this with equal ease!"
| ''No, cannot, sir; but
''You can't? Cannot say whose they are
or how they come to be in your rooms! Fie,
sir, tie. Or where there owner is now.
supposed" he added, suddenly recalling the
scouts seeming attempts to delay him at the
foot OF the stairs, and marking the doors that
led to two inner rooms.
II cannot account for them"
'And will not, I supposes''
You can put it that NAV if you like, sir.
All that 1 can say is that [ am innocent of
what you are thinking of me. give you
my word and honor, and 1 can't say any
more.''
The old man was little oppressed By the
younger's earnestness. The obnoxious arti-
Giles might have been left there, innocently,
Of course.
''The let me have look into your other
rooms, young man, if you wish me to believe
you.''
NO. can't do that" cried Tom, spring
ing, as the other advanced toward the near
est door and setting his back against it. He
was cooler now, and not a bit confused.
The old gentleman, even in his anger
noticed that he looked more handsome than
ever before.
Don't be fool Tom - he cried impera-
lively Then suddenly changing his tone to
an appealing one-'Make q clean breast Of
| it, and III try to forgive you.''
1HCiS W IUfSlFe
''Then open that door, You won't?o
sNo"
''As live, if you don't before I count
three III cut you off without shilling.
Now, sir; one, two-its your last chance
three! There, sir; I've done with you now,
sir-1ve done with you've done with
you'll" And, clapping on his hat, with
furious haste and yet shaking steps the old
gentleman ran down the stairs and, his heart
full of sorrow and anger, made for the
station.
All, Tom, Tom! A minute later he open
ed the inner door and looked rather anx-
iously at the half frightened, wholly pretty
face that appeared at it.
''Did you hear anythingH' he asked.
''No, but do let me get away. am so
nervous. He was very angry, wasn't he?
Yes. What was ii about, Tom. Bills!"
eyes," was the somewhat hating reply;
'bills and other things. 1 dare say he'll
cool down. If you hear anything against
me you won't believe it, will you?"
''Oh, Tom, how can you ask"
''Then there is no harm dope,'' answered
Tom, bravely and CALAMITY. And after re-
connoitering from the window the two left
the room.
To return to Mr.. Bulstead, senior. It was
great trouble to him. Looking back upon
the half ton of whiting, he wondered how
that could have made him angry with the
lad. If he would only have kept to that, he
could have forgiven him ship load of whit
ing. But this was a different matter. and
the more the old gentleman thought of it,
the worse it appeared to him. Still, he was
a just and fair man ;he had no real intention
of cutting off the young prohigate, as he
termed him in his thoughts, with shilling
He would make him some sufficient, but
small allowance, but near his house or neal
Maggie he would not have him.
He made the last determination known to
Maggie, merely adding that her cousin had
behaved so i'll that he had forbidden him the
house. The announcement was received
with woman's strongest circumstances, ST.
lent tears. Altogether things were rather
gloomy that June in Fitzroy square
One morning Mr.. Bulstead made up his
mind to see his lawyer about Tom. 'I'l get
it over he said to himself, with a sigh, as he
sought for his umbrella in the stand. 1t
took him some time to find it.
''Bless the umbrella - he cried at length,
fumbling among the heap. 'Is that it? Mol
Nor that. Why, what's this! Well, | am
dashedw
II
stronger one, and one which seldom, even
in moments of irritability, escaped him.
But now, at the sight Of sunshade in the
umbrella-stand, he solemnly repeated it
twice: ''Well, am dashed"
Then he stood in the hall for few min
utes whistling softly to himself. This done,
he went rather slowly and thoughtfully up to
the drawng-room and stood upon the hearth
rug.
'Were you at Oxford when was there
on the 2Sth of last month";"
Yes" answered Maggie, horribly fright
encd, and yet relieved at getting the matter
of her mind. She had not confessed simply
because she was afraid OF increasing her
uncle's anger against Tom. eyes. | was,
uncle. You said you were going to put Tom
TO the test and | was afraid he was afraid he
mightbc doing something to displease YOU.
went to warn him.
"And you were in his room while I was
there's"
Eyes. 1t was foolish of me; you followed
me SO closely, and was afraid to face YOU
Tom put me in the Scouts Hole, as he called
it,
$50 you deceived me between you?'' said
he harshly.
''No, sir; Gid. Tom knew nothing of
my coming; he was afraid for me, not for
himself
"Did he tell you what was angry aboutln
CATER You were gomez
"of coursem snapped Mr.. Bulstead, polk
ing the fire vigorously.
II think said Maggie timidly. for now it
was Toms favor was at stake, he said it
was about bills. lie had nothing to do with
my Journey TO Oxford"
"And nice ladylike thing you consider
it, suppose, gadding about to young mems
rooms. Very well. Since You seem inclined
to mix yourself up in his affairs You will
write to him to come up 10 town tomorrow
and call here. When you are both together
I'll tell You what think Of it. pretty pair
of fools!"