The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1886-01-01

Cn0y WcEe Ill SOuk W Auut OulcuOiiu .
to receive calls ON New Years day; and
couldn't go because we are SO poor.
And Milly Jennings says it's 50 pleasant
to receive calls at house like DR..
Chisholm's. They are all to be dressed
in white, with real flowers in their hair;
and the rooms are to be lighted with
gas, and-oh. it must be like fairy land!
But then, mamma, dear. I didn't mean
to bring the tears into those dear eyes.
And I'll put it all out of my head. and
mend the stockings as cheerfully a. I
can. Only, mamma, darling, it is 30
hard to be poor!"
"Humphr' said old Mr.. vanbrugh to
himself. $50 this angel of mercy, who
has lifted me on her white wings out of
the valley of death, is poor! Yes. yes;
she sacrifices her comfort to buy the old
man luxuries. because her heart is ten
der towards him! Very well. Hence
forward she shall be my daughter in
very truth as well as in name!'
Mrs. Juggett came to MIR. Vanbrugh's
room that evening. She was very sor-
~, but she required his apartment for
another gentleman. And as he had not
paid her anything lately
"How much do You wante" criSply
inquired the old gentleman.
Mrs, Juggett named the sum.
''Hand me my check-bOok," said Mr..
Vanbrugh, imperiously, m0tioning to E
desk on the table.
Mrs. Juggett's respect for him in
creased forty per cent. at that moment
IF you would like TO keep the room,
sir" she began, obsequiously.
"Xecp the room? What should l
keep it for?" said Mr.. Vanbrugh. IF
YOU want it, you shall have it this day
week. In the meantime, be so kind rs
to tell one of your people to send an
easy carriage around from the livery
stable tomorrow. I've a fancy that l
should Ike to take a drive. A close
coupe, please.
Mrs. Juggett stared.
but this day week is New Years
Eve. SIR she said.
''Then It'll all the better to move in"
said the eccentric old gentleman.
Mrs. Juggett began to regret her pre-
cipitancy. How was she to know that
MIR. Vanbrugh was Cresus in disguiseP
The old man had only sojourned in her
house a few days before that unlucky
fever set in. He had come hither with
no voucher or recommendations what
ever. Was it possible that she had
made mistake? If so, it was past rec
tifying now, the more was the pity.
Mr.. Vanbrugh took long drive the
next day. At least he was a long time
absent, but he came home cheerful and
in good spirits.
..My dear" he said to Mrs. Trillard,
'.you said, the other day, that was to
consider you as a daughter. Now I am
going to take you at your word. You
and little Oracle there must come to
live with me-"
"You are very kind" said Mrs. Tril-
lard. "Mrs. Juggett has given us no.
tice to leave these rooms, and"
Eyes, yes, exactly said the old gen.
tleman with a chuckle. ''Me also!
Well, we'll see if we cam suit ourselves
better elsewhere. daughtcr-for that"
with kindly pat on her dOwn-droop-
ing head, sis what intend to call you
henceforward. I've taken house my
SELF
"A whole house7" exclaimed Mrs.
Trillard.
"Why not?" said Mr.. Vanbrugh.
'.And we II move on New Years-Eve."
On Ncw-Years-Eve-a delicious, crisp
winters day-the carriage came to the
door, just at dusk; the most discourage
ing of all hours to those of sensitive
temperament.
81 would rather have seen the house
in the morning glow, or the afternoon
sunshine" said Mrs Trillard. 81 am
afraid it is rather desolate and undesir-
able, or Mr.. Vanbrugh could scarcely
have afforded it."
Never mind, mamma, said Oracle,
brightly. my hours will be cheerful
when you and l and dear old Grand
papa Vanbrugh can be together. And
only think! what thing it will be to
get away from old Juggett's tongue"
A brown stone palace on Fifth Ave-
nue., lighted up as if for some illumin-
ation-marble paved halls, with glow
ing Turkey rugs, laid here and there
carved, oaken staircase, leading up
into galleried perspectives abOve-the
scent of dollhouse flowers, the softened
CLEAN of marble statues-Mrs. Trillard
thought she must be dreaming! Oracle
uttered cry OF amazement rs she stood
on the threshold.
''Oh. Grandpapa Vanbrughr' she
cried, ''the man has made q mistake!'
mo mistake at ALL" said Mr.. Van
brugh. 1--WE are to get out here. This
is home. My daughter, my little
Gracie," turning with a smile, from one
to the other, Il am not poor, save in
relatives and friends, although Mrs.
Juggett believed me pauper. I have
more money than 1 ever have known
what to do with. Now / can spend it
on you! bought this house ready fur
nished, on Wednesday last Your room,
daughter. to Mrs. Trillard, sis in vio-
let and gold. Yours. Oracle, is rose
and silver, as young lassie's should
be! And you'll find a dress up there
that Iordered from Mademoiselle Eli
scth's. fit to go to DR.. Chrisholm's re-
ception in"
So the widow and her daughter be-
came rich; and when Mrs. Juggett
heard, from Wall street broker, who
subsequently took rooms at her house,
that old Vanbrugh, the Nevada eapi-
talist, was supposed to be one of the
richest men in America, she CRASHED
her very teeth.
''But how was one to know" said
she.-M T. Ledger.
A Hard Game to Sit down To.