Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-12-22

Take 1t, DAVID. You're eoin, out into
.ne world. You'll never disgrace it,
my ooy. Remembering the old mans
lace as he said this, David trust it bacs
into his pocket. ''
Nhat snob 1 ami To part with
uaaay's watch for suit of old clothesp'
but the next moment he thought he
could pawn 1t. He would soon have /,
pack. save the money or earn it-
somehow.
1t was not as if he were yielding to a
vicious temptation of the iown-gamb-
ing or drinking. The society of these
high-bred peonls would elevate, educate
MN. Ttore was tap at the door and
ailtchener came in.
mo, can't sit down; I'm In a hurry,
Brought a message from my mother
She would like TO have you Join an
opera party tonight. Eight OF ten
young people. Meet at our house, boz
at the opera, and back to supper after.
ward. You'll come. That's right.
Good morningl''
mol mol Stayl Mr.. MitchenerIr
His common-sense suddenly rose strong
and clear. ~ ought not to begin this
life. It's your life not mine. I'm a
poor man. l have four years of hard
work here before me, and after that my
living to earn. Even the hour at youl
house yesterday ruined me for study
to-day"
"Welli welllr said Jourdan, care
leSSly. "Do not be so vehement abou,
1t. Going once to the opera will moi
make you a man of fashion for life
Think it over and come. Give the col
lege the go-by for day."
"Oh, by the way" he added, color
ing little. 'Can l be of pecuniary
service to you Kershawp No, don't be
offended. l have more Of the filthy
lucre than l know what to do with.
The fact is, L was jast going to buy a
terrier that 1 don't want. Now, if
could lend the money to you, it would
be real pleasure to me.''
THANK you'll" Kershaw stammered,
touched, yet angry. 81 do not need
any money. l have everything need
clothes and ALL" he added with q
gulp.
Now l am in for It'll" he groaned,
when Kitchener was gone. "If don't
go to their party they will think had
no clothes 1T to wear. The watch has
to goi''
He paced the floor, one minute blam.
ing himself fer a snob, the next thrilled
with delight at the thought of the
evenings pleasure. His books lay
neglected all day. He could not quiet
the raging whirl and confusion in his
mind enough to think of study.
He decided on nothing until nearly
dark, when he rushed out, pa"aed the
watch for one-fourth its value. and
bought the evening suit. There was
not enough money lsft,to buy the shoes,
gloves, ETC., Necessity to complete the
dress. When he -sas ready to go, even
his inexperienced eye could see that his
costume did not set on him IS If it were
made for him.
But whas matter?. His friendships
welcomprthe music. Who would Gaze
| -, CO siss- lac w0ref
Arrived at hrs. Mitchener's he die
not find himself at all at ease. That
lady was quite occupied with her duties
as hostess, and received him with care
less ciyility, giving her attention to her
other guests. They talked of people
and things of which lie knew knothlng.
The tall, awkward lad, his hair care
fully oiled and parted, his red hands
prOtruding from his short coat-slseyeS,
sat silent, and felt thoroughly miserable
and out OF place. Now and then he
thought he saw one of the dainty
women near by scanning him with fur
tive glaEces.
They drove to the opera-house and
entered one of the proscenium boxes.
David had seat at the back, where he
could catch but an occasional glimpse
of the stage and the brilliant audience.
He had been the leader of the choir at
home, and fond of the waltzes and
marches which his sister played on the
old piano, and fancied himself con-
nolsSeur III music. But be was not
educated to understand this music.
a very pretty, 1ighty young lady,
Mrs. Bellew, who was the chaperone Of
the party, tried politely to make him
talk to her, but In vain. She turned
to Jourdan at last with a shrug of her
bare shoulders.
"Your friend" she whispered,
.'seems TO be absorbed by his own
thoughts. He does not look as if he
were enjoying himself. Who Is he?"
zone of my mothers last hobbies; a
student in the college from the coun-
try" he replied, In the same tone.
They turned to the stage. kershaw
saw their smiles, and knew they were
talking of him. His brain wason lire.
Why had he come here? Was he not
the equal of these dainty folk, as we'll
born. as yirtuous, as clever, as they!
They dared to despise him because he
was awkward and ill-dresSedl
In his embarrassment aud misery he
thrust his hand into the breast pocket
of the coat, and drew out little painted
tablet. which he fingered mechanically,
scarcely noticing what It was until ne
saw Mrs. Bellows eyes fixed on IL Win
amazement and suspicion.
When the curtain fell on the first
act. she came back to him, making
some incoherent remarks about tie
nlay while she looked at him keenly.
Suddenly she grew pale, and interrupt
inc herself in the middle OF sentence,
said to Kershaw.
"Will you be good enough at the
close of the next act to go with me ana
Mr.. Kitchener into the anteroomF
would like to speak with you"
When they had reached the anteroom
at the close OF the act, she said: Il
have a most disagreeable question 20
ask Mr.. Kershaw. Our house was
robbed by burglars last Tuesday, anu
silver and jewelry and clothes were
taken. Among the rest was an evening
suit of my husbands. You have IL on"
"Aren't you mistaken, Mrs. Bel Bel,
lew?D said young Kitchener. Ons
dress suit is exactly Ike another, and
"My husband" she went on, ex.
citedly .swore it to a ball the nlghe
before 1t was taken. AS we came nome,
he nut my tablet, with my dances ON
it in one pocket. In the other was my
rnby ring. which was too large ior my
glove. Mr.. Kershaw has the taDies In
his pocketp' ..uus. bis