Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1884-05-01


deed, this time -meekly seemed to a.
quiesce in his fathers views. Snd then.
to the Bishops bewilderment thruw
over all engagements. refused all iHvi-
tatiOns. and settled down soberly and
discreetly. TO work in Mr.. MeesOn Wei
bF's chambers, with whom he was resd-
ing. Home to dinner punctIially every
evening. talked 4 little politics or sensa-
ti0nal trial with the old gentleman, hut
after his cOifee promptly betOOk himself
to his storey" his '.TayiOr.n his
Broom and his first brand-new copy
Of the "Reports." Julian meant 20 be
barrister. and. oddly enough. EVIDENT
" meant learn law before instead of
subsequent 10. his being called. which
shows what = very original young man
he was.
It was perpsexing. Julian the ApOs
txte had recanted his social heresy so
thoroughly that the Bishop was suspi-
ciouS The man workSd. no doubt of
il. and would have nothing 10 say to the
cloud of white cards that settled all over
the mirror in his study like n fOcS Of
butterflies He was seemingly happy;
and the whole thing was perfectly
amazing.
1 Igrieve to sry that His Lordship b.
came \ kind OF amateur detective. he
watched every letter thSt arrived; he
called on MeesOa Welby, and found
.hat his son was his most punctual. and
most industrious pupil
81 assure you. my Lcrd Bishop
said that distinguished advocate. ''he
knows a vast deal of practical Law. and
has the makings of \ very excellent
devil in him" The expression was
startling but very gratifying when prop
erIy explained. Still. there the matter
Ian the Mysterious. and there was no
clew 20 il ali.
One memorable evening the Bishop.
having finished the sketch Of a charge
/ Il mean. of course, such a charge as
would be produced by Bishop Butler.
not Mrs. Butler). sat in his study brood
ing over il all He was doing his best
for his boy" he kept repeating to him
self; but bis spiritual wrestliRgs. were
disturbed some way. and between him
and the fire there CAME at moments
glimpse Of certain wistful little face
I he had once seen with Julian IN the
park. and photograph of which said
little face hung framed In Old-gOld
plush beside Juiian's bed His Lord
ships musings were interrupted by the
sound of his sons quick step on the
stairs. aad then his voice.
"All right, Pollard. I'm Just renning
out 70 post letter; I'll be back to dress
in five minutes"
"YOu can post Ii here. Master Ju-
II -
the Bishops butler: I'm taking his
lO7dship's letters presently"
"Quiie sure il viii 90 all right. POI
lard? Very well. then" There was a
metallic flap As the letter was
dropped into the big oak pillar-box that
stood in the hall. and then Julisn r=n
back to his study.
A letter, To whom Why wish to
post it HIMSELF And then fear some
little demon had the audacity TO 81 =
per n the Bishops ear. for that good
man was disquiefcd, and rose from his
! chair. The room seemed hot, so he
opened the door. The hall looked cool.
so he walked into IL There was no one
there Lake Eugene Aram. he took
three bastf strides" and then stopped
opposite the 0ak lefter-box. of which he
and Pollard had duplicate KEYS
after all. ther5ean be no harm in
Just seeing % whom he Is writing: Il
might be some vile money-lender; and.
besides, I" added the Bishop TO himself:
Il may possibly have misdirected some
Of nv own letters Still he paused.
and the little demon kept whisper ing:
Take il ont take il outi'' Finally.
with quick-beeting heart. ths Bishop
opened the box. Was that = nOise2 No.
only the. parrot. '-fiate parrots" he
thought ss he peeped in. Yes. there il
was, right on the top Of the pile. ad-
dressed in Julian's big. goOd-natuned
sort OF \ scraEL Feeling very like a
fraudulent bank secretary borrowing
securities from the s-strcng room" but
still urging on his conscience that ne
was doing il for the best the Bishop
put the letter in his pocket. slammed
the door of the box. and retreafei with
his prize 10 bis study. Just in time to
hear Pollard painting up from the re-
gions below to send the post of. Would
that old servitor discover the loss?
Should he rush out and restore IL? No.
he would be frm- il was for the
bes..
The letter WAS addressed to
Miss KITTY BEEwsHr.
@iiA Ccc1erton Crescent.
Bayswafer.
Corresponding with her secretlvi
MOnsfrous, II must be stopped at once.
/ His fingers PLAYED with the envelope as
he held il up between him and the fire.
No. no. can't do that; wouldn't be
honest. said the Bishop. -sternly: and
having conforied himself with the re-
hectiOa he locked ur the lettsr in his
drawer. and then ths dressing bell
rang.
Julian was very pleasant and
bright that day at dinner. He told
his father old Oxford stores, insisted on
pledging him in the old AZ. and when
he ran OF 70 read (he never went 20 the
theater now. he dropped into the
drawing-room and ran his fingers over
the keys OF the Erarl. The bishop
heard the music as nc sat. bnOOding and
melancholy and rem0rsefui. in the room
below; for all that he hardened his
heart like Pharoah. zad would not let
Che letter 90. because 1t was for the
best "A bit Of Iesuitical casuistry that
he nevertheless derived snail comfort
from. Il required much more Pharoah-
ike fintiness to endure Julian's first
anxious. and then disappsinsed. face
when the early post next morning. and
several successive posts for the next
two days. failed TO bring him something
he evidently looked for. The inquiry:
Anything for me. fathers" and the
irvariable answer Nothing. Julian,
became little tragedy. in which the
Bishop felt he vas east for '-iirst mur-
dercr." and he was by no means easy
in the part.
The piano was never opened now,
and julian stuck 70 his work quietly
and plnckily- AT last be was duly
..called. and won the f100 prize gwen
by his Inn for an essay upon '-Probste
and Divorce as Przcticed BY the Early
Aryzn Races" He never slackenei
work for a moment. but went to
court every day. and still preserved the
same quiet mysterious manner that 50
bzsied and worried the Bishop. His fun
seemed TO have all evaporzted- and in
its place he hId = purpose His father
had : bad me Of it-Passed sleepless
nights. and even went so far as TO read