Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-05-06

uedier, or anything of that sort Her.
oeII- II you could have il in yonr
chambers-o
NOW had furnished my chambers
MiIh What l considered exquisite taste
ndu carefully eschewed Queen Anne
hOnstrosities and rhubarb colored ahoTn-
nations, and stood pledged before INV
friends to an anti-aSthetic creed |
.ancea ruetuily at the ugly heavy
framed machine. What blot il
Ho1ld De amongst my French mirrors
snu SATIN covered chairs, and how the |
ielioWs would chaff And then that
horrible chimel l should be the laugh !
ng-stoek of the club. No, could not
stand 1t, not even for aunt Martial
Aunt Martha saw my decision in nv
lace, and sighed. Evidently her last
hope died out IN that sigh.
Ihe clock has a history, Herbert"
she said. ''lt belonged to our ancestor
Slr John Mordhurst, in the time of
queen Anne, and IS the last relic of our
past grandeur. Sir Johns grandson,
or NeVll, ran through everything; he
and his son cut off the entail, the es-
late was sold, and the son died unmar-
rled. The title went to a distant
branch; but they were Door people. and
did not care for the empty honor: SO
Tue family died out. My father was de- |
seended from them in the female line;
and the clock came into his possession
from his mother, and he taught us all
10 reverence it. prize it above all my
other relics, and SO did Anne-in fact, |
1t was about the clock that the Morti- |
mers and l quarrelled. Philip Mortimer
claimed II for Anne-and | fatty re-
fused to part with it. Ny father left it |
to me; he had no opinion OF Philip Nor
tuner, and he knew l loved the clock |
and should take good care of it, which |
| have done"
Perhaps" suggested, Miss Nor
| timer"
YES" responded my dear old aunt,
Il have been thinking of that. Girls |
have more reverence than young men,
and more sentiment too. Phyllis must
have heard her mother speak of the |
clock, and for her sake she would value
! it,"
1T would be sort of oliYe-branch, "
/ suggested insinuatingly.
Exactly, agreed my aunt. "And
| should like to think''-here the dear
old lady became somewhat involved
when | am in my coffin, that was at
peace with all the world, and eS specially
with poor Anne's child"
1T would be only right to leave if to
my cousin" urged, with decision.
''Yes, think it would be right" as
Sented aunt Martha, with an air of re-
lief. Il shall send for Preston in the
morning and make codicil to my will -
Then the cheerful rattle of cups her
aided the entrance of tea, and enabled
NE to change the subject of conyeIsa-
tion.
THANK goodness, - 1 said to myself,
an hour or two later, as | drew on my
Overeoat in the hall, assisted by my
aunt'S venerable butler and factOtum
Peters, Il have arranged that matter
of the clock, and without hurting the
old lady's feelings tool Miss Mortimer's
are another matter; but they don't con-
Germ me-.
"Herbertl" called my aunt from the
doorway of the drawlng-room.
| stepped back from the already
opened hall door.
Heaven bless you, my dear bOy!"
!
Remember, if my symptoms should
come ON tonight, and the worst should !
happen-it is angina pect0ris. have not
a shadow of dOuDt-before l have
! had time TO execute that cOdicil, you
will hand the clock over To your cousin
! Phylllsl Promise me, Herbertl"
Il promise faithfully" answered,
with feryor; aud then kissed the ru-
bicunl cheeks for the second time, and, |
with a goodnight nod to old Peters, |
stepped out into the blesk east-wlnd- |
swept street.
"Can't see any one, Morice-nOt even
the Prince of Walesl I'm particularly |
engaged. Tell HIM to come tomorrow, |
or next day. or whenever he likes. Can't |
see him nowr' | called out from my |
dressing-room in answer to summons
from my man, one evening shortly aIter
my aunt's birthday. tits perfectly
mpossiblel" | reiterated, applying my
double halr-brushes vigorously, and SO
overpowering an expoStulatory murmur
from Morice outside the closed door.
II WAS already 7:35 p M, and | was
burrying through my toilet for dinner
at eight sharp at Sir George Lance
mere's. Sir George had three pretty
daughters, and Lady Lancemere was
hisno ed to be exceedingly gracious, and
/ was getting a little tired of my bach
eIor life. and beginning, like Benedict,
fo have certain tender thoughts and
dreams, all prompting me now sweet
| ,,uno Hero Wasn Una Lancemere
WAS certainly uncOmmonly pretty, ana
the remembrance of her big innocent
blne ewes and rose tinted complexion
had made me more particular than usual
in rhe choice of the buttOn-hole which
waited now in glass of water on my
dreSsing-taDie.
Reg pardon, sir, said the voice OF
the irrepressble Morice once more az
The door: "but it's Miss Oyerlon's but
Ter. sir. and his message Is very pertlcK-
IAN right. Morice; I'm coming in
,,i,ntep' | returned graclousiy, as
mt fine finishing touch 10 my white Tie,
aud emerged from my sanctum IN all
The glory of my best war-palnt--a mes
80 from aunt Martha was not TO be
neglected. .s An r;ah,
"Weu, Peters, what IS ltF All rigul
at home, hoper"
.No Mr. Herbert; am sorry TO say
NV mistress is very ill-yery Ill IN
daa1r' replied Peters. "She was took
of about half.past six with the heart
snasms. sir-worse than she had ever
Len her. susan Miles says. went lor
the doctor, sir; and then, by my nus,
trsss,s ,,s orders, came for you. she said
was to bring you at once; but she
hardly expected you would ind her
alive, | was to say" ,o;,,o,
..Good heavens, Peters, " exclaimed,
..;s II as had as thatp" lhad forgotten
far the moment my aunt's craze.
..Yes. sir; it's very bad" answered
tho aid fellow. shaking his head dole
snIlS "T .:Shall call cabs" =,
''"I; ..Yes yes-at oneel Stay momenti
san5 Noriee to me-" said, dashing TO
mx U writing-table and scribbling a hssty
note. tast ,,op,ant
sudden illness-many apologies.
.sHere Morice; take a hanson, De
,vsr this note at once, and desire them
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