New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1886-12-26

barton, she was contsaf. Tor she believed That now
however, enjoyed the work of the succeeding week.
days less than she had expected Tom had vowed
Within himself that the partnership must mean bus-
and not ay and that his quantity must be got
through; and his sisters amiabe cnorts to give The
partners every Opportunity OF meeting Kept nlm up
20 mis- resolution. Meet they did, AT odd hours ana
seasons TO sut Tors engagements, and work
they also did; but tho poor little widow began to
fool III she were at school again, and actually
grew Jealous of the actors and actresses in her own
iove-story. who seemed to have monopoized all the
\ attention which WarburtoD hal before been only
too willing TO give TO herself Tom saw nothing OF
what was taking place under his eyes. despite his
own immediate share in it 4; but he was conscious
that Mrs Lincoln was not nearly so smart as he
| had supposed. and resented her ways of wasting
time and talking out of season as well as In and
! by the next Sunday afternoon the relations be-
| tween the JOINT authors had become 80 strained
that somethng like quarrel very nearly occurred.
\ Mrs. lncon's cheeks were flushed and her eyes
bright with anger when she went down 70 dinner
but that emotion so well became her that MT john
Msyne who something Of adyfaneier. pro-
hounced her In bus own mind the prettiest WIDOW
that he had met for some tine. aud proceeded 70 40
\ all that in him lay 60 win his way into her good
| graces. This was at the moment not difficult to
40. for the woud-be authoress was more than pre-,
pared To fall down ana worship so great denl-god
as this successful editor; and as the latter soon
succeeded in possessing himself Of her confidence
/ on the subject which was upperInost In ner nina,
| the wicked thought occurred 10 this weak woman
That she might do without Tom WarDurton AFTER
all and that the way to literary lite might De as
| gested. Before the evening las over Mira Lincoln
\ had accepted an invitation TO visit the sanctum
which many .oiliDg tale-tellers found severely
inaccessible and the deity who reigned there de-
| parted with half-forned conviction that he was
nss a hue ors Than sf an o se wto
| him. " hiie Door Tom Warburt0n kept wondering
| why she would not play any more now that
very practical ten minutes talk with the great
| man before dinner could not console him for his
fair partners parting snHb. Miss Warburt0n. how
ever, chuckled to herself in secret. and her chuck
lag did not grow less cheerful when two day after
she found herself the bearer of some what curt
request to her brother that he would Send Mrs.
| Lincoln back her MS. as she had now no time to
| 90 with the story"
" Her MS, indeedp growled Tom. with rising
| wrath. I" Confound the woman, what does she
meant have wasted week in licking her rub
bish into shape. and now nothing Is to come OF It,"
However. he sent every scrap OF paper connected
with the ill-starred story along with short bnt
very civil ste begging Mrs Lincoln TO finish and
| publish the novel without reference to him in any
| way. This, however. was nos what Mrs Lincoln
wanted, and her answerwas neither short nor civil
She wished for her 1 tT story shs SAID and Would
| jointly. and returned half the Ms, which only
served To bring honest Toms ire to boilingpoint for
to him It seemed insanity that no one shoaic bene
| fit by that weeks work. And after this things took
| placeover which would rather draw veI. for
| two estimablo young people lost their heads and
| their tempers perhaps they might not have done
had not their hearts been lost already and behaved
badly and rndely to each other, while the fame
had never done vindctve action OF said
kindly word in her life before. The Ms kept
travelling between the two houses TIL MISS arDur-
TOMS servants had strict orders to receive neitEer
| note nor parcel from Mrs. Lincolns and on Christ
\ mas Day the widow cut the Wsrburtons IN the
sight of the whole congregation outside Hishgate
| parish church-and went home and wept while
! Tom retired t. his den a miserable and, as he
| thought heart broken man.
| One Saturday morning latein January the widow
] wept once aiore-this time over letter from her
lawyer but it was not of the lawyer that she was
II will zee him, and have it out she cried . He
cant refuse there. And If he does, he can't re-
\ fuse etteT."
| She was very quick in her ways and soon her
| tears were dried, and she was fairly started in
hanson from the bottom OF the Hill, quietly clad
\ House of Commons. OF the inner working of that
ancient institution she knew nothing nj all. but
| she had vagns notion that WarburtOn might he
found there, and that II she represented herself
calling on business, he must see her. or at least
receive the papers which she had brought with her
Saturday sightseers and. when she fOnnd that she
| had come upon wiid-goose chase. her disappcnt-
again under her veil she wandered she hardly knew
where, but she was standing disconsoately on the
broad staircase at the end of Westminster Hail.
ss wno by he
pocket, and started Ia pursuit with an angry cry
| of Stop thefw dropping In her sudden excite
nent tho pretty little bag containing the precious
Ms. which she had carried under her cloak Of
| what followed Mrs Lincoln could never give any
brance Of "A terrible report like thunder close beside
! her Of cursng men and screaming women, and the
of glass falling like haii-and then she was IN
Palace Yard in the hands OF two policemen. and SIX
! or eight more seemed to be keeping oil an angry,
Misunderstanding crowd. that stormed and ges
| ticnlated at her h deouslv. Was IL nightmareS
! or was she about TO be lynched in London, and
under the shadow of the English Houses of Parlia
| ments IL all unreal, and yet all had terri BILE
reality. And there close to her was Tom " irbur-
| ton himself-not quiet ami besitatng and humble
of manner as she haf seen him before Dat gqgS
4 hot eoaAct with constable for the possession of
| ber precious bag The whole thing was over in n
| second it seemed, yet every word came clearly
| and slowly to her ears.
! dynamite :" Tom was saying. Nonsense yOu
| fool Seize an innocent lady and let he black
| guards who did it get Gear away There's 40
| dynamite here and he made motion as If to
Far Gods sake don't sir" cried the constable,
and then he closed with Tom p'uckiy enough, see
| ing that he believed implicitly hat be was rushing
| on the same fate which bad few minutes before
had hefallev the brave fellow inside the Hal who
| tried TO carry away the explosive by which oil
| the mischief had been doGe. But even as the man
| grappled with him Tom had touched the spring
/ and Turned tl.e bag mouth downward. ana the
crowd scattered hither and thither Pei-msli and
the pucllg polio emaD himself started back, leaving
| Tom in possession OF the ieid-with the us. of
| Mrs Lincoln's love-stOry lyIng at his feet. $50
4 q There's your dynamite. You cOwards ~ she
| heard him say. and She saw the crowd surge back
! and the leaves the huttered hiiher and thither
! in the wintry wind here picked up by one hand and
| another; and then Tom was at her side ana IN
| angry collonuv with the policemen who still de-
tanned her and then oil fonr were i'll cab on their
| way to the nearest pOllee-Stati0n
r. was late in the afternoon when Tom and Mrs.
! Lincoln started together for Fl ghgate OF course
! ths police were greatly annoyed with them both,
bnt there wac no thought of arrest, and the ex-
nediton 60 the police station had mreiy been made
on Toms own suggestion, 80 as TO get his com
nauon quietly out of the way. As for the police,
| thy we're angry because they had made fools OF
themselves ana then folly had been shown mp be-
| fore iii men they knew perfectly well who and
| what Warburton was. and since the opening 0t the
ho there cnuId be no prefence OF suspicion against
| fbe widow So. after good deal OF tails the IN
cidcnt was closed, and the pair fonnd themselves
! in n Hanson en- ronte for home with much TO tell
! each other that both found far more Interesting
than the news that thrilled London that afternoon