The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1884-07-26

the introduction, then left the room to |
the father and son, while they chatted
pleasantly till the supper hour arrived
though Harold felt decidedly uncom-
Portable at his fathers appearance upon
the scene.
At the table, Minnie Niles took up
the role of waitress, and Judge Fen
wick, through his gold-bowed glasses,
scrutinized her severely.
"Upon my word, Harold" he said,
when that evening, they were sitting in
his own private parlor, "you have ex-
ceeded my utmost expectations. Max
ing love to the table girl, are your 1t
is very fine but hope you will remem-
Der our arrangements for your future"
81 beg your pardon, sir" Harold re-
torted, "but this latter arrangement is
one that IS highly satisfactory to me
and l would like a voice in the mat
ter"
"You do not dare to intimate that
there is aught serious in this silly fir
tation?n
"And Judge Fenwick looked as if he
was about to sentence culprit at the
bar.
$50 serious,n Harold replied. as he
met, uahinchingly, the stern gaze of his
father, "that the young lady has prom
ised to be my wife,
"It shall not be," and the Judge en-
phaslzed his words with his clenched
hand upon the table.
Much more he said in his passion,
that only served to make his son more
decided, and they retired early to their
chambers.
Judge Fenwick, too much excited to
sleep, paced his room till a late hour,
with brow knit by the perplexing case.
AT last he thought he saw a solution
to the difficulty, and with the resolution
TO have an interview with Miss Niles
the following morning, he slept, finally
the sleep of the just.
At breakfast Judge Fenwick receiv-
ed a cup of fragrant Mocha from the
pretty hads of Minnie Niles, and the
gracefulness of the girl, as she moved
noiselessly about her duties, was a
slight recommendation to mercy, but
after all, she was table girl, and he
could not forget it,
''My dear, will you favor me with a
, private interview at your earliest leis-
ure?" he said, as she brought his sec.
ond cup of coffee.
{ Harold, at the other end of the table
was engaged with the morning paper,
, and the Judges words were low and
gentle.
J "Certainly, sir" she answered, re-
{ spectfully, and in an hour afterward
, when Judge Fenwick, the sole occupant
/ Of the parlor, was pacing up and dowr
: nervously, Minnie Niles glided in, witt
} a twinkle in her dark, hazel eyes, and
a tiut in her fair cheeks like damasl
rose.
"Ahemi I-wished-to speak-Oi
2 my son, Miss Miles," and Judge Fen
wick seemed more at loss for fitting
words to clothe his ideas than ever be
= fore IN his life.
Q "Yes," she said, as he hesitated.
: 'You will pardon the interest l TAXI
: in my sons welfare" /" and then be stop
ped.
2 81 should think you would natural!
( do so, and Minnie waited respectfully
o EXACTLY" And catching at the un
9 concious aid she gave, he went on
"You see, my dear, Harold has beer
y making love to you, hasn't heS
e 81 think it might be called so"
;. Though Mlnnie's cheeks grew NOR
: vivid, there was saucy CLEAN in he
i dark eyes.
Il eyes," the old Judge said, "and it,
d upsetting all my plans. Now, any goot
girl, what want is for you to refus
d his offer, and go quietly away. l will
= see that your place here is filled, and /
e you wish another situation l will al,
e you in obtaining one. Will you con
!, sentY"
|; Another flash of mischief in Minnie
o bright eyes; then she said:
:, "You are very kind, but have writ
}. ten my father of our engagement. II,
was delighted, and it will be such
n disappointment to him."
d ''I.et me write him, and can explain
e so that he will see the exigency Of tin
case. Will you be so kind as to Civ
|, me his addressp" and Judge Fenwicl
is was very earnest,
If Minnie drew from her pocket tin,
s. pearl card case, and taking from it tn
d fathers card, she gave it to the Judge
1t lie adjusted his eyeglasses and read
. ''Dr. Ralph Milton, Abba, Connec
l. ticut."
1t "Why, what does this meanP" AM
rt an exceedingly puzzled expression res
n ted on his face.
r my fathers address. You asliet
ID for it." Minnie replied demurely.
le eyes, but your name is Niles, is
notP"
n sMinnie Niles Milton" she respon
DO ded.
" ''Well, well, well. The daughter o
I'd my old friend, and affairs have adjust
f. ed themselves; but cannot understan
n. how you come to be table GIRL" Judg
i. Fenwick said slowly.
Is "a mere fanciful freak" Minnie re
T. piled, "undertaken one morning whel