The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1886-05-19
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There lived a quarter Of a mile down the
road from the Beeches a wealthy bachelor
named Goidmore-a man of fifty years or
thereabout, tall, pompous, and imposing to
look at-a man of great solernnity, who never
lfugEed except III a responsible sort of way
and who kept his coat well buttoI.ed round
his ample frame, IMPLYING, it might be, the
re 6rve with which he wrapped his person
ahty from view. he was the sort OF man
who, in a picture book, would look the very
irlai g OF respectable Great Briton There
an air Of steady solvency about bim-a
ba ance-at-my- bankers alr-which was very
t-Iling. The most timiI shopkeeper would
have given Goldmore credit for a thousand
POUNDS before even hearing his name His
mien would have carried him. With his
mn iesty, the bigness OF his frame, his vast
bCuy features, and the sober color Of his
attire, he looked rather like an elephant who
had cast his trunk, and was going round the
world on a tour Of solemn survey IN coat
and trousers,
Archibald Goldmore, Esq, had nephew
his heir-who used TO come and see him
often, and who, being on the lookout for
wife, was struck with the beauty Of Sibyl
Temple This Harry Goldmore was lively
young fellow, but no great favorite with his
uncle. He was heir, because there was none
other forthcoming, but nephew and uncle
nea er quite hit it off The young man was
one of those fortunate, or unfortunate people
very much either they are sure to be--who,
without being exactly selfish, have yet an
inordinate idea Of their own claims upon life
and their fellow-creatures, with a proper
tionate disregard of other peoples feelings
ACuug Go.dmole wouli always help himse
TO the best, even before his unclo's ewes. and
would never say, "Uncle, won't you try thisf7
or let me recommend so and so'-trifing
attentions, but by such little acts young men
sometimes make their fortunes. The nephew,
too, wei knowing that his uncle employed an
unsurTiassaJle cook and prided himself upon
his table, would Yet in the most fippant style
find fault with dishes, and declare that in his
club in London the cooking was fifty times
better.
Outrageous sauce thistr be exclaimed one
evening as he tasted his boiled mutton
~eEough TO put one off ones feed"
eat your age remarked his uncle sol
emnly, 4 got very little sauce at all"
@ rUe enough, l daresay!" retorted the
witty young man, with Il great roaring
laugh, tr which be finished his mutton and
asked for another help, administering the
CONDEMNED sauce plentifuliy
From these few hints every reader Of OBJ
servation can fll up a sketch Of this young
fellows character, and il need only be said
that be was talerably good looking, by nc
rn5a.ns vicious, and with very passabI, man
ae1s. becoming almost agreeable on the rare
Gsions when, standing in awe Of somebody,
be had the sense 20 curb his frohcsome dispo-
sitiof.
lie saw sibyl Temple Used as he was to
believe the finest horses bred for him, the
6E(-t vintages grown for him, the richest
dahes cooked for him, he hearing and seeing
that Sibyl was The handsomest girl IN Kettle
VOL. easily concluded that she had been
reared for him. So be began making eyes at
her. and having perceived that she noticed
his attentions-which she could not fail to
do-he treated the conquest as made, and told
his uncle on Sunday at lunch that he loved
Miss Sibyl Tempe, and that he had little
doubt that she reciprocated the passion.
Eeneath some Of our big, mi1dle-aged
waistccats there lie strange secrets. This
poader0us Archibald Goldmore, elevated,
pompous, and remote from sentiment as be
appeared. he'd a buried sorrow Of his own.
Years go his only brother, Harry Goldmore's
ther. died. The two brothers had ever
b en- fondIy attached. Lifes early struggle
they had faced side by side, and an affection
er to he destroyed had, during those
early years. laced the r hearts together.
The brother died In dying he put his thin
white hand out from under the bed clothes
and, catching Archibalds wrist. begged hin
not 10 forget his little soa, soon to be an or
phan- Archibald promised. and that prom
ise, never broken, and REINFORCED year aft
year by memories Of the dead man, made sb.
uncle merciful to the rudeness and the foLI,
OF this ra h and uncongenial youth. When
the young man spoke OF marriage, in s,rna
inexplicable way a reminiscence Of lon! ag
stole into the uncles heart, and made hiIn sal
and gentle.
Harry he said, with unusual kindness
ayou are young 20 marry, and have little o.
your own, but | approve of the idea on ths
whole. shall make your way plain
~Oh, that OF course replied tbs easl
youth :" settle that in my mind long ago,
and he la ghed loudly
Suppose we m ke a call on the Temple.
to morrow the uncle said
~No, not tomorrow, thank'ee,- the passion
ate lover said, shaking his head Tomorrow
| ride over 10 Blancourt to see jefferson
Never hurry after the women They thinl
| q lite enough of themselves without oul
lselp.'' which delicate speech he enliveneC
with fresh laugh, loud, hearty and vacant
+ The matter dropped, but at dinner tha
day, after tho cloth had been removed, Archi
bald GoldInore, grayely renewing the sub
| jecf, said:
Temple-we say nothing about her View o.
| the matter
20, that's all right enough young Harry
said
aThat we shall see,s his unc'e remarked
| afor tn present, never mind was going q
av vnsr choice in q curious way approves