Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-05-30

Do you know that Duke Of yours would make
good fellow II he were not Duke, and Lord
Oldin has his head a. wall screwed on as any
man in the states You, too, are a clever wo-
man yourself, Lady Francis" he continued, az
like you. and like your nobility, too-when
LadyFrancis could not altogether understand
nor appreciate Samuel w. Brown. Indeed, she
was growing quite concerned about him. He
| strange hours, giving as an excuse that the
girls, were away with the boys, and he was
~ really believe" said Lady Francis, with a
| shudder, to her friend Clare-"I really believe
DEAR ers q It
spoil 1t all If you have to refuse him, exclaimed
By this time Samuel Washington Brown and
the Miss Browns were celebrities. Every one
knew and heard OF the great American heir
es s:, but Jack Trimsen did not seem bit
%saned WY have we actually ssfS@ oVerdra sH
ut will be all right, mother, when I marry
Kate. Old Sam will stump up the dollars as
he expresses it, laughed Jack.
really cannot 60 on living ii this s. e9travagant
manner. l am positively ruined?' moaned
Fancy half million OF money, mothsri Why,
you can have as much as you like when it's
Matters, however, gradually became dssper-
ate. Every one was talking Of Jack and the
heiress. and wondering why the engagement
they must be- engaged, or they Would not be-
going on in this manner" And by degrees they
also began to associate Samuel w. Browns
Fancy the old tabby going in for that rich
savage said her dear friend, Lady Oldin, to
He Is worth . million Of money, said his
Lordship dryly, land Lady Francis is not rich -
At last the crisis came. Lady Francis re-
could not cash any more OF her checks. Moth
ing could save her. therefore, but Jack immedi-
ser the rich
81 win propose Tomorrow" he remarked,
st With i the Old s se and and
sound him.
He accordingly dispatched the following spis-
tie:
'MY DEAR SIR: Can you give me an interview
tomorrow morning ct II am at the Lang
subject and hope to.see you alone. Pray re-
member me very kindly to your daughters, and
believe me very truly, j. TRIMsoN.
There, mother,s he remarked. "the die is
cast Tomorrow win decide my fate
The next morning; while he was seated at
handed to him by the servant. He read it
quietly, and then, after q little hesitation
My DEAR SIR: shall be most happy to see
you, as suggested. at IL am, If, however, the
delicate subject you refer to has reference to
that of your mothers, hardly think you need
trouble to call, us am happy to say my wife is
still alive. Yours is indeed strange country.
Just because your good mother took q kindly
interest in me, her friends Immediately put it
down that she was about to become Mrs
brown. am sure there has never been any
thing in her conduct to justify such an as
sumption, and venture to offer her, through
YOU, my most sincere sympathy that her con-
Slderate attention to me should have been so
misunderstood. Believe me, very truly yours,
SAMUEL w BRowS.
P. 81 see by your note that you send kind
rem0DDranceS af
school In Boston. You mean, presume, my
nieceS, Mary and Katie, Poor girls! They will,
lear lear hnd 1t difficult to settle down as Cover
shown them