The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-02-12
TWENTY DOLLARS.
BY o. 9

Csthie was sitting at the breakfast table
Must is for the Queen" said Mr.. Hart.
ford, reaching cut for another muffin.
Vow. uncle, please implored CAthie.
how many hats have you got already
iEexorably demanded Mr. Hartford.
Nothing that is suitable for this coca
sion" responded Cathie. Ladies dress
sifgsntly for Mrs Harte Willoughby's morn
'Dg concerts. And Madame Persiana has IN
soveliest opera-hat she will let me have for
Sl0-only half price, uncle, dear; because
Miss Hyde. for VIII om it was made has gone
INTO mourning and decided not 20 take it!''
'Indeed' said Uncle Hartford.
Dear uncle, you'll give me twenty dol
lars"
Pm give you nothing of the sort,n said
Uncle Hartford. decidedly.
Calhie Hartford cried q little when her
uncle had gone to his office.
Mean old thiDgI' said She apostrophizing
the portrait OF her grs1d-uncle, which hung
siiti snd simpering above the mantle.
With all your oceans of money TO grudgs
ne Door twenty dollars for dress hsI
Ard Paul Atherton is to be thers aud Rose
81 Felix Will have him all ID herself-and-
and
And new gush of tears followed this
dismal fcrebodsDg
Lend you twenty dollars. Mrs. Apsel?
What do you want me to lend you twenty
dollars for2''
Paul Anterior vas looking very kindly
sio~n upon the pale. pinched little widow in
her rusty Grape and worn bombazine, and
MIS-. Apsei took courage to reply:
Its interest money that | owe on the
mortgage my poor Herbert gave Mr.. Hart
ford. the banker. And II 1t isn't paid
promptly, I'm afraid he'll foreclose; and all
the living make tor myself and the child.
rem is by keeping boarders in that little
house. Rave hoped all along to raise the
money without troubling you, but my best
bt arders left me last month and the rooms
aie vacant vet, and"
Mr.. Atherton put his hand in his pocket
ut once.
No more apologies, beg" said be. 'If 1
can't spare a little money to Herbert Ap-
sells widow, ought to be cashiered. Here's
twenty dollar bili-Pve rather been keep.
ing 1t Tor good luck, on account of the NAL
iese cross drawn in red ink on it, but can
afford to TRANSFER the balances of luck to your
account, think"
And Mrs. ApSell went immediately-the
tear: OF eTatitEle believing her poor, little
weak eyes--to No, Fifth avenue, where
Cathie Hartford Was yet bewailing her afflic.
ton.
What is it, Bruce" said Cathie to the
pink-ribboned parlor maid.
Uncle Hartford would not consent to a
man in plain livery, although Cathie hau
declared over and over again it was quite es-
sential to their standing in society.
Please, miss. it's person as insists on
seeing you II Mr.. Hartford isn't in. A per-
son to pay some money miss"
Cathie reused upat this and went out into
The vestibule, where Mrs. Apsell was meekly
waiting.
Its twenty dollars, miss" said Mrs.
Aspell, THAT / owe Mr.. Hartford, your
fatber-n
..ITnc,a ~ co-rectsd Ca+b,a ~o.h...;a
Upcle-begging your pardon-for interest
on mortgage on the house in Hooper street:
a. il you'll kindly give it to him"
20. certainly, certainly" said Csthie, and
Mrs. Apsell went away.
Now" cried our disconsolate young
6amsel, 'Ill have that dress hat at Madame
Persani's or I'll know the reason why. Un-
Gle won't know the money has been paid
in. and next week. when my quarterly
allowance comes in, IN make it all
straight"
Miss Csthie Hartford appeared at Mrs.
.Harte- Willoughby's in a superb white vel
vet hat, trimmed with snowy ostrich tips
and siiver wheat. tipped with crystal dew
crops and Mr.. Atherton thought he had
lever seen SO pretty and fascinating little
creature In all his life.
Il do believe" said Mr.. Atherton, I'm
falling in love with that little gri"
he went home to his hotel. Mrs. Apsell
was sitting in the reception room waiting to
zee him.
"Hsllo,n said Mr.. Anterior.
Hes going to foreclose sir" sobbed the
widow. Mr.. Hartford Is going to fore
close"
But he can't foreclose IL the interest is
paid up to time" demonstrated Anterior.
don't know how that is SIR whimpered
MIS-. Arsen. L never did understand law
Did you pay that twenty sollars?n
Z N tn Il
sir"
'Pll 60 and see about il MYSELF said Mr..
AfhersoD. Go home Mrs. Apsell / will
lake the conduct OF this matter into my own
charge
Half an hour later Mr. A,hertou presented
himself at the office Of Harpsgon Hartford,
ia Liberty street.
"Hew's this about Widow Apselps mort.
sage?' said be. II hear you're about to
foreclose.n
Didn't pay her interest" CURLY returned
the banker.
How much 10 due2
Twenty dollars"
Atherton paused . minute or two, and
win kle his brows in deep thought.
''Pll settle it." said he, and he settled il
accordingly, thinking within himself. Poor
souls I care cay she had forty ways at once
for her money, and hoped to see her way
clear
And then he went home. stopping en-
route at the cigar merchants to pay quar-
ter's bill. The merchant gave him in change
$40 bill: with . red Maltese cross sketched
upon its face.
s'Ths deucsln cried Athsrton. How came
you ~ my lucky bill, Mr.. Smokey bridges..