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

However, ne rose.
eyes, Tom, certainly. Where did put
my umbrellas All, here it is, than you.
Why-what-th MISUNDERSTANDING
If it had been another half ton of whiting
piled upon the sofa the old gentleman's face
could not have grown darker. The thing lying
half hidden by the sofa cushion was 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. Al 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.
swell, sir" he said, and there was real
sorrow as well as anger in his tone, ''can you
explain this with equal easea"
''NO, cannot, sir; but
''You can't! Cannot say whose they are
or how they come to be in your rooms? Fie,
sir, fe. Or where there owner is. now. l
suppose!'' 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, l supposed
''Tou can put it that may if you ike, sir.
All that | can say is that I 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-
cles might have been lett there, innocently,
of course.
''The let me have lock into your other
rooms, young man, ifyou wish NE to believe
you.'
mo, I can't do that, f" 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 bit confused.
The old gentleman, even in his anger
noticed that ne looked more handsome than
ever before.
Don't be a fool Tomb he cried impera
lively. Then suddenly changing his tone to
an appealing one-''Make clean breast of
it, and III try to forgive you"
There's nothing to forgive''
''Then open that door. You won't?"
enc"
Gas live, if you don't before I count
three III cut you off without a shilling.
Now, sir; one, two-its your last chance
| three There, sir; I've done with you now,
sir-Fye done with you've done with
youw 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 ut it.
''Did you hear anything:'' he asked.
''No, but DO let me get away. 1 am so
nervous. He was very angry, wasn't he!
Yes What was il about, Tom? Bnls!n
Eyes" was the somewhat hating reply;
''bills and other things. I dare say he'll
cool down. If you hear anything against
me you won't believe it, viii you!''
con, Tom, how can you ash?''
''Then there is no harm DONE" 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 Ii he would only have kept to that, he
could have forgiven him a ship load of whit
ing. But this was different matter, and
the more the old gentleman thought Of it,
the worse it appeared to him. Still, lie was
a just and fair man he had no real intention
Of cuttingo off the young profigate, as he
termed him in his thoughts, with a shilling.
He would make him some sufficient, but
small allowance, but near his house or nea1
Maggie be would not have him.
He made the last determination known 10
Maggie, merely adding that her cousin had
behaved so i'll that be had forbidden him the
house. the announcement was received
with w0man's strongest circumstances, ST
lent tears. Altogether things were rather
gloomy that June in Fitzroy square.
One morning Mr.. Bulstead made ND his
mind to see his lawyer about Tom. "Til get
it over he said to himself, with sigh. as he
sought for his umbrella in the stand. 1t
took him some time to find it,
''BIess the umbrella he cried at length,
fumbIing among the heap. us that it, 40!
Nor that. Why, what's this. Wen, am
dashedr'
Only the words which he used was
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 soemnly repeated it
twice: ''Weil, | am dashedI''
Then he stood in the hall for few min
utes whistling softly to himself. This done,
be went rather slowly and thoughttUlly up to
the drawing-room and sto.d upon the hearth
rug.
''Were you at Oxford when / was there
on the 2Sth Of last mouth}''
Yes, - answered Maggie, horribly fright
ened, and yet relieved at getting the matter
off her mind. She had not confessed simply
because she was afraid Of increasing her
uncle's anger against Tom. Yes, I was.
uncle. You said you were going to put Tom
TO the test, and was afraid he was afraid he
mightbe doing something to displease YOU.
| went to warn him"
"Aud you were in his room while. I was
there!n
Eyes. It was foolish of me; YOU followed
me so closely. and I was afraid to face YOU
! Tom put me in the Scouts Hole, as he called
! it."
$50 you deceived rae between you!n said
he harshly.
''No, sir; did Tom knew nothing Of
my coming; be was afraid for me, not for
| himself"
Did he tell you what I was angry about3'
! "After you were gomez
/ ''Of course.' snapped Mr. Buistead, polk
| ing the FIRE vigorously.
i think, said Maggie timidly, for now It
was Toms favor was at stake, '.he said it
was about bills. He had nothing 10 do with
4 my journey to Oxford.
And a nice ladylike thing you consider
it, I suppose, gadding abou. to young mems
rooms. Very well Since YOU seem inclined
/ to mix Yourself up in his affairs you viii
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 =
/ And Mr.. Bulstead fumed his way cut OF
I the room with much outward heat and an
angry expression OF counteEauee. But
/ the butler, VINO watched bis exit with
7 ave and opiued that there
had been stormy weather IN
I