The Osceola times., 1885-01-24
FOR HIMSELF ALONE.
An Interesting Tale Of Reversed Identities.

a,l-wCrk voice was heafu, saying:
This is Mr.. Frob sher's room. mum"
My aunt" exclaimed Dick, as he
started 10 bis feet.
"As said before, m excellent Great
urc, but deicient in culture whis-
percd Pebworih in a stage aside"
Scarcely had the words left his lips,
when Mrs. lebworth entered. She was
homely. looking, certainly, and plainly
dressed; but she had a pleasant good
tempered face. aud pretension or ailecta-
ton of any kind was evidently alto
gcther foreign to her.
Mr.. Pebworth advanced n Step.
"Lconora, my love- lie exclaimed. in
his most unctuous tones, "behold your
long lost nephew" His arm took
sweep through the air and his finger
pointed directly at Dick.
Mrs. Pebworth stopped short in utter
surprise. WHAT that young man
with the rel hair my nephew Frank
Wonders will never cease
CHAPTER ILL.,
Eight weeks had come and gone since
Frank Frobisher had heard the news of
his good fortune from the lips of Mr..
Gimp. Eight weeks had come and gone
since Dick Drummond's assumption of
his friends name and position, and the
secret had not yet ooled out. To the
world al large, including Mr. Pebworlh,
Dick was the lucky Mr.. Frobisher who
had dropped in for n fortune of eight
thousand year; while Frank was Mr..
Frobisher's secretary and humble
friend. BY this time they were settled
at Waylands. a charming country house
among the Surrey hills, which Mr..
Askew had bought ready furnished q
few months before his death. but which
he had not lived TO inhabit. Thther.
too. the Pebworths had been invited.
1t was a lovely midsummer morning,
and breakfast at Waylands was lust
over, when Mr.. Pebworth sauntered
across the lawn, his arms laden with
letters, newspapers and prospectuses.
The post-bag had Just arrived and he
was anxious to secure first glance at
the Times. He selected n rustic seat
and table that were sheltered from the
sun by the branches of large elm. and
there he sat down and proceeded to un-
fold his newspaper. Scarcely had he
skinned the FIRST lines of the money
article when young lady in white and
rose color, with straw hat, and book
under her arm, came stepping out
through the open French windows of
the brcakfast-room, and after pausing
Tor moment or two, put up her sun
shade and walked slowly in the direc-
ton Of Mr.. Pebworth.
The lady in question was that gentle
mans only daughter Miss Clunie Peb-
worth. She was a tall. thin young wo-
man, the angularties of whose figure
not all the art Of her dressmaker could
eiectually conceal. She had fluffy light
naxen hair, large prominent blue eyes, a
well shaped nose, and an excellent set
Of teeth. which she took every oppor-
tunty Of displaying. The normal ex-
preston of her features when she was
alone, or in the company of no one Tor
whose opinion she cared. was one of
Guerulous discomfort and incipient i'll
temper You see, she was fye-and-
twenty, and had not yet found suita-
bic partner for life. Some one had
once told her that she looked arch
when she smiled; the consequence was
that she smiled a great deal, but her
smiles rarely extended as far as her cold
blue eyes. Miss Pebworth was not one
'i Abo,t lboiiSu gus WIN DtlltNt III
simplicity of attire. II may be that she
knew her own Deficiencies, and was
aware that it would not suit her to play
the part of the Shepherdess of the
Plain. In any case, even on this hot
June morning, her white dress, with its
rose-colored underskirt, was befrilled
and befurbelowed beyond anything to
be found in the Book of Fashions of
which she was an assiduous student.
Whatever was exaggerated in that, be-
came still more exaggerated when
adopted by Miss Pebworth. For 'ea
life of her, Clunie could not come down
to breakfast without four or five dress
rings on her fingers; but then. as she
herself would have said, where's the
use of having a lot of jewelry il you
don't take every opportunity of show
ing it of?
Mr.. Pcbworth, when at home. lived
in the pleasant suburb of Bayswater
His house was highly-rented one in
semi-fashionable square; but 1t was es-
sential TO Mr.. Pebwolth's schemes that
he should make good appearance be-
fore the world; while il was not needful
to tell every one that the rich old General
and his unmarried sister occupied the
best rooms in the house. and thereby
helped materially to lessen the expenses
of the establishment.
Mr.. Pebworth's offices were up an
old-fashioned court in one of the busiest
parts of the city, the said offices con-
slstng OF one large room divided by
glass -and-mahogany partition into two
small ones. There were several other
Offices in the same building, massive
edlfice which dated back to the period
of William and Mary. and had evidently
nj one time been the home Of some nota-
bic city magnate. Among other legends
inscribed on the broad oaken door
lambs might be read this one: "MR.
ALGERNoN PEBwoRrH, General Agent,
ETC."
Now. the phrase General Agent.
etc. is one capable of somewhat
wide application, as Mr.. Pebworth
when he adopted it was probably quite
aware. What Mr.. Pebworth's particular
line of business might be, and from
what sources the bulk of his income
was derived, were things probably
known to himself alone. 1t is quite
certain that neither his wife nor daugh-
ter had any fixed ideas on the subject.
1t was generally understood that he was
more or less mixed up with the promo
ton and launching of sundry joint-stock
companies and speculative associations
OF greater or lesser repute-not unfre-
quently the latter; while those who
Were supnnsab ~ ba haot ;of,rp,nl L.,