McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1884-08-14

wholly pretty face that appeared at it.
'.Dfd you hear anything?' he asked.
.'No, but do let me get away. l am
so nervous. He was very angry, wasn't
hep Yes, What was it about, Tomp
Billsp
Eyes" was the somewhat hating
reply; "bills and other things. l dare
say he'll cool down. If you hear any
thing against me, you won't believe it.
will you?'
20 Tom, how can you ask!'
"Then there is no harm DONE" an
swered Tom, bravely and gallantly.
And, after accommodating from the
window, the two left the room.
To return to Mr.. Bulstead, senior. Tt
was a great trouble to him. Looking
back upon that 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 whiting.
But this was different matter, and the
more the old gentleman thought of it,
the worse it appeared to him. Still he
was Just and fair man; he had no real
intention of cutting off the young pro-
figate, as he termed him in his thoughts,
with shilling. He would make him a
sufficient but small allowance, but near
his house or near Maggie he would not
have him.
He made this last determination
known to Maggie, merely adding that
her cousin had behaved SO ill that he
had forbidden him the house. The
announcement was received with a
woman's strongest remonstrances-
silent 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 sigh, as he sought for his UNI
brella in the stand. 1t took him some
| time to find it.
'Bless the umbrellar' he cried at
length, fumbling among the heap. us
that it? No! Nor this. Why, what's
this? Well, am dashedr'
Only the word which he used was. a
stronger one, and one which seldom,
even in moments of irritability escaped
him. But now, at the sight of sun
shade in the umbrella stand, he solemn
| ly repeated it twice: "Well, I am dash
| edr'
Then he stood in the hall for some
minutes whistling softly to himself.
This done, he went rather slowly and
thoughtfully up to the drawing-room,
and stood on the hearth-rug.
"Were you at Oxford when was
/ q L <>c 1ooA
EYES," answered Maggie, horribly
frightened, 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. Eyes, I was, uncle.
You said you were going to put Tom to
the test, and was afraid he might be
doing something to displease you. I
went to warn him.
"And you were in his rooms while 1
was there?"
Eyes. 1t was foolish of me; you fol-
lowed me so closely and I was afraid to
face you. Tom put me in the scouts
hole, as he called it,
$50 you deceived me between your"
said he, harshly.
''No, sir; did. Tom knew nothing
of my coming. He was afraid for me,
not for himself
''Did he tell you what was angry
about?'
CATER you were gone?'
"Of counsel" snapped Mr.. Bulstead,
poking the fire vigorously.
81 Think said Maggie, timidly, for
now it was Toms favor that was at
stake, che said it was about bills. He
had nothing to do with my journey to
Oxford"
"And nice ladylike thing you con-
slider it, 1 suppose, gadding about to
young mems rooms: Very well; since
you seem inclined to mix yourself up
with his affairs, you will write to him
at once and tell him to come up to
town and call here. When you are
both together I'll tell you what l think
of it. A pretty pair of fools!''
And Mr.. Bulstead fumed his way out
of the room without much outward
heat, and an angry expression of coun-
tenance. But the butler, who watched
his exit with awe, and opined that there
had been stormy weather upstairs, was
amazed to hear him utter with an aud
ible chuckle as he reached the darkest
angle of the staircase, "Good lad! good
ladi''
Tom, of course, came up as fast as
the Great Western would bring him;
and when they were both together Mr..
Bulstead told the culprits what he
thought of it. No happier trio sat
down to dinner that day in London
than the party presided over by our
friends butler. Somewhere in the old
gentleman nature was large bump
of the chivalrous, and for the sake of
Toms gallantry Maggie's deception
visit his lawyer, but it was upon bust
ness more pleasant both to himself and
to that professional gentleman. ''For
really paying piece of work." the
latter has often been heard to say in
confidence, ''give me a marriage set
tlement.n