Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1886-08-19
THROUGH THE FIRE.
BY N. p. REYD.


who sat within stepped out and cast
glance around the lovely domain upoI
which he had entered.
"Ah, thank you, James. Is it james,
he asked, smiling as he slipped quar-
ter into the negro's hand. "I though
heard them call you so at the sta
tion.n
"Yes, sab, Jeems, sab, dat's it. Tanky
sah!n And the darkey pocketed the
coin, with broad grin. "Jes' wall
right up de steps, sab! doesn't expec
as how de jedge is to home at dis hour
OBJ de day, sah. But Mis- Clara is, an
de house-keeper, Mis- Bennett. Jes
walk right in, sahp
"All right. James! I'll find some
one.n
The young gentleman sprang up the
steps, and James, as he drove round to
the stable, scratched his head and NUT.
tered in perplexed tones:
Nov, blame me! eff 1 knows whed-
der dat's right or not! I fougot was
goin' to brung home Mars Jedge's
scratchetary, what ebber that may be.
Anyhow, it's the feller as does de writ
in fer him. But dis hyar chap looks
as much gemman as de Jedge hisself,
or eben Miss Clara, so ] done treat him
like one, an tole i'm go to de front do.
Eff dey don't likeit, dey kin jes' lump
1t! Whoa, dab, you Julius Caesar!
Whoa, now, Pompey."
And forgetting that not by any pos
sibility could his young mistress, at
least, become a gentleman, James put
his petted horses away, while the young
subject of his cogitations rang at the
door of the stately mansion.
Mrs. Bennett was in the hall. and
opened the door herself. She saw
tall, exceedingly handsome, well-dress-
ed gentleman, a man of almost kingly
presence, with fair, waving hair, and
smiling blue eyes, and she at once fell
into James mistake, and supposed she
was addressing q visitor to the house,
not one who came in the capacity of
paid dependent.
SIS judge Milton at homer" asked
the gentleman.
"Not at present, SIR" replied Mrs.
Bennett. "But Miss Clara is. Walk
into the parlor, please, ahd will call
herr
stake her my card, If you please"
said the stranger, handing the portly
house-keeper square, creamy bit of
thick pasteboard.
She showed him into the elegant par
lor, and on her way up stairs glanced
at the card.
"Herman L. Hutton, Washington
was what she read there.
But the name told her nothing, nor
did it enlighten Miss Clara, when she
held 1t in her hand, looking at it with
some curiosity.
"What kind of looking person, Mrs.
Bennett?" she asked.
"One of the finest looking gentlemen
I ever saw" said Mrs. Bennett. "He
must be some distinguished person, II
Think
zone of papa's friends, suppose
Miss Clara rose, gave one glance at
the mirror to see that her beautiful
black hair was In proper order, shook
out the folds of her garnet silk morn
ing robe, and went down to the parlor.
The stranger rose as she entered, and
1t the first glance of those sunny blue
'yes feeling shot through Clara Mil
on's heart such as she had never be-
ore known-a sensation which came to |
'tay.
II presume you are a friend of my
ather's?o she said, when the first greet
ngs were over, speaking in very gen
al tone.
y can hardly claim that honor"
aid Mr.. Hutton. II have, however,
ne pleasure of being engaged as his
,rivate secretary. I come by appoint
nent with him, to undertake the du-
les of that position"
"Oh, indeed!''
The proud daughter of Judge Milton
lid try to keep her sudden disappoint-
nent from showing itself in her voice
nd manner.
But Herman Hutton felt the chill,
nd guessed the cause, instantly per-
ewing her mistake.
I'm that case,n said Miss Milton. /,
your room has been prepared for some
ays, but Ibid not know my father ex-
ected you this morning. I suppose
ou will wish to retire to your chamber
fter your journey" And she rose and
Duched the bell.
a colored servant appeared. Miss ,
lilton desired him to show Mr.. Hut /,
on TO the room adjoining the library, !
n the second floor, and hold himself
his further orders.
As she was about to retire, she turn
! and said tothe young secretary: Ii
'You viii join us at dinner. Myle
sther will be here then, and he will in h