The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-02-28
CHAPTER VII.

Mother did not die of joy, neither did Rose
20 Thomas. Thomas, | thought you were
dead" Mrs. Banes had sobbed, clinging to him.
But / amt, and want my breakfast Mr.
Baines replied, as he struggled out of her grasp
That was all. After breakfast when he had
filled the void within him and was thawing, then
Rose said, with blush creeping up to her dusky
hair Father Mr. Wardlow-"
Il don't want to hear about him." he inter
rupted..
Father" Rose continued, leaning over the
table, I'VE are under the greatest obligations 10
Mr. Wardlow. If it had not been for him |
don't know what we should have done last night .
"Mr. Wardlow is a FOOL What business has
he got to bother about me? ! amt an infant liz
arms. wish people would mind their own af-
fairs"
You are ungenerous, father" Rose cried, her
dark eyes flashing
Look here, daughter. what dyou mean by
that?' Mr.. Baines demanded in an1azement
You are unfeeling. for you won't let mother
and me show how glad we are to see you. You
make nothing of all mother has been through,
and you don't care that Mr.. Wardow WAS up all
night long trying to find trace Of you. You are
under great obligations to him. and you'll always
have to be! All wanted you to do was to thank
him."
obligations" father shouted. starting to his
feet. Il won't be under obligations to any man
alive Guess L know what'll make us quits.
See if l don't What did he say the name was!
Idotic name fora shop Oh yes Golden Bell
Before they could say word father slammed
the door behind him. and in moment they saw
him drive off in cab with a seedy individual
who did duty in the hotel as an interpreter.
|, Father never did anything by halves, and the
way he made Decline for the picture gallery
Of the Golden Bell" quite refreshed the owner
Father was rather staggeted on being con
fronted by the patriarch, which, the shopkeeper
explained to the interpreter was one of the two
paintings the gentleman had admired, the other
a smaller picture, having been sold to French
gentleman. Mr.. Balnes felt that he was receiv
ing good deal for his money and so, without
more ado, he purchased the trife.
An hour after a covered furniture van drawn
by couple of dray horses rumbled up to the
front entrance of the "Doinhof." Beside the
driver father sat in democratic indep endence
his face beaing with smiles; for he was at heart
generous soul, and as he was, according to
Jacks statement, about to oblige him 800 900
worth, he looked not unconscious of superior
virtue. He also rejoced to think that very soon
he would be able to wash his hands, so to speak,
OF this gigantic work OF art. and leave its future
disposal to another.
Cautiously father cambered down from his
perch and ran against Watdlow, who was hang
ing about the "Domhof' in very low state of
mind, and who observed Mr.. Baines's arrival in
speechless amazement. Fathers dominant de-
sire was to get rid of him, for he felt that the
sidewalk was an inappropriate place for a pre-
sentation speech. Ignoring Wardlow's GOODNESS
he said Wont you go up stairsi l think
daughter WISHES TO speak TO you" AS III that
had not been the end and aim of Jacks exist
ance that morning. Roses Indignation against
father had not subsidized and as she held out
both her hands to Jack standing before her. she
looked into his face with tears in her eyes, and
said, with gratitude which included fathers
How can / ever thank you enough for your
goodness to us, Mr. Wardlow?"
'Don't try to-you make me ashamed Miss
Enthusiastically darling-do you not know
that would die for you2'
He hall haph md al ixto hos, 10
cast face. and at his eager gaze she looked up
at last and it seemed AS if you could hear their
foolish hearts beat in the silence till she whis-
pered. IL would rather you'd live for me-
Jack"
He held her in his arms as if he never meant
to part from her again, and just as he stopped
and kissed her half-hidden face the door opened,
after perfect chaos of scuffling, to which they
had been oblivious. and father burst in with a
genial smile which froze on his face at the scene
before him.
"Td prepared little surprise for you. Mr..
Wardlow, but you've given me one which beats
it hollow. How dare you, sir! Why, don't
know you"
You can inquire about me, SIR" Jack said
boldly, then if you find my record unsatisfac-
tory will give your daughter up
''As If | didn't believe in YOU" she said,
looking into the earnest face. las if L were
not as sure of your honor and love as 1 am of
his" and before father could recover from his
amazement, this young person threw her arms
about his neck and rubbed her cn~ging cheek
against his.
I'VE will lie patient, father, and not unreason-
able. You know you were not rich when you fell
in love with mother"
For moment father succumhed, but the
allusion TO mother brought him to himself again.
Good Lor, yes, mother She's waiting in the
bed room with our surprise So speaking, he
trotted to side door and flung it wide Open
Sure enough it disclosed mother sitting before
the patriarch frameless,, for SO majestic were
his proportions that hardly any door would let
him pass Mother staring at her soi-disant
Rubens in CONSERVATION.
This" said father, with backward wave Of
his hand to the picture and in a tone of deep re-