The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1885-10-22
CHAPTER XIII.

veil week the beeby. The campaigning
ways stick TO We still, and We disturb
the harmony of married loife with no
more conjunction, be jingo. than ye'd
feel on walking into den of wild
bachelors. What the news?''
There's nothing particular. said
Mr.. Hogan, seating himself, ''barin'
that I've got the model tould We of.
l was down in the Dials yesterday to
see the Colonial Bishop and the late
Captain of the Life Guards. What liars
they are, to be sure. If 4 man comes
do 1n in the world, he's always been
a real swell before his fall. The man
that's coming to sit tonight is the
Reverend Stanley Vyvyan, the Lord be
good to u. He had rural deanery in
Yorkshire. he SAYS, and the Colonial
Bishop swears he knows him and go
does the late Captain in the Guards"
ats a queer nest we've loighted on,
anyway" said Cassidy.
Queer" returned Hogan, Il believe
You. They're not so squalid as you d
fancy, living in a den like that, and
boy. The Bishop knows the Greek
alphabetical was as far as | could
test him-but his Latin's extremely
shaky. The Reverend Stanley Vyvyan
dosn't know what drDla U{rUna1ve cdnO
means, and for rural dean that's sin
gular But he'll be here at eight this
evening. and if We don't fond him tie
identical man We want. I'm mistaken" "
We'll see, said Cassidy. Twas a
great oydaya. 'Cassidy's evening lie
class! I've twenty pupils already. and
it helps to keep the pot boiling. Cam
eron's coming round tonight to see
how we're gettin on; and his wife will
be up to compare the boys. When are
yOu going to be married, Hogan
AT the beginning of the Greek Ia
lends" said Hogan.
with these shining examples of do
nestle felicity before YEP" demanded
Cassidy. Who'll be that at the door?"
A pause and then a tap. Come in"
''Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, sir, said
the maid.
Welcome, me boy. Mrs. Cameron.
We haven't forgotten Hogan. Jane, ask
Mrs. Cassidy to come here. And how
are you. Jack junior? How the boy
grows, Mrs. Cameron. Oh, ye're here,
Matilda. Just send upstairs for Hor-
ace Cassidy Esquoire, will We? Yen
take it neetive in the pewter, won't We,
Jack? Go on smokin', Hogan. Both
the ladies are smoke-dried. =
Mrs. Cassidy, having welcomed the
guests. ran upstairs and returned with
her eldest son, who wore a prodigious
rolled curl upon his forehead, and was
absurdly like his father.
"Shake hands with Jack, Horace, me
boy" cried the proud parent Il hope
ven be as good friends as your fathers
were before We. Bat veil be getting toe
big swell to know us much longer,
Cameron, though may be when you 70
in the Forty you'll put in a word for
daub of poor ould Cass;dy's now and
then, and get the committee to hang
me where can be seem"
rely upon my influence, said
Cameron, with lordly air. At thai
everybody laughed, and the three m en-
sat down TO smoke, while the ladies
talked millinery.
Even when love is crowned by happy
marriage, ladies do sometimes talk
millinery, and husbands smoke apart
the while, and the world goes on very
much as if nothing of any first-rate i'm
portance had happened. But surely il
was a pleasant thing for the two old
friends to sit together with the two
wives beside, and the two little fellows
playing about the room. n sense, sub
dued yet present, of sorrows ended and
flown, was with them both, and the
present smiled the sweeter for the
stormy past.
''WhO should we meet. on our way
here this afternoon" said Cameron,
''but your great father-in-law, re-
nowned Leverett! l told him that we
were going to turn up this evening to
look ut the life class, and he promised
that he'd look in
Were going to have 4 swell model
tonight" said Cassidy. "Hogan founI
him, and proclaims him the most
picturesque old blackguard in the
world"
Hes beard this long" said Hogan.
stretching his arms abroad, land
fine, high, bold forehead. and, barring
that he's a trit1e red about the nose,
he d be a won Ierful John the Baptist
''Well, said Jack, well come and
look at him." There was the faintest
memory in the world of an old limp in
his gait as he arose and C. ossed over te
his wife Come along, little woman,
or we shall be late for dinner. You
won't forget to -morrows dinner, Mrs.
Cassidy? That's chiefly what we
called for. We know where your head
8,
Now, that's unfair cried Cassidy.
"D'ye know what that's about, Hogan:
l asked Mrs Cameron and Jack 10 din.
ner last week. and they came just az
I'd forgotten all about the invitation. and
got the boy and the becby 10 bed, and
left them in care o the maid, and
had taken the wife out 10 a quiet little
dinner by ourselves, and n box at the
Oberon. I'll ne er hear the lat of it.
Yell stop here and dine, Hogan. It's
just cut Of mutton, and no more, but
there's a very reasonable clart in he
cellar round the corner and I'll have
it up in honor of your visit"
Cameron and his wife went away
taking their boy with them, and Mrs
Cassidy retired to look after the dinner.
They're happy couple. Bill, said
Hogan, when the two men sat alone
again.
They are, then" returned Cassidy.
land so they ought TO be. to make up
for all their troubles. There's only one
thing on the dear girls mind at all and
that's her blackguard of a father. He's |
been heard of once or twice since thei. |
and 1 believe she'd forgive |
him now if she could fond him. But /
fancy he's gone under long ago, and j
could bear to think that without want |
IN to give very large order for black