Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1886-05-20

ru<rve With which be wrapped his person-
Atty from view he was the sort Of man
who, In q picture book, would look the very
image Of a respectable Great Briton There
was an air Of stendy solvency about him-a
balance at -banker's air-which was very
telling. The most timid shopkeeper would
have given Goldmore credit for thousand
pounds before even hearing his name His
mien would have carried him With his
majesty, the bignes Of his frame, his vast
bony 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 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 wasa lively
young fellow, but no great favorite with his
uncle. He was heir, because there was none
other Forthcoming, but nephew and uncle
never quite hit it OF. The young man was
one of those fortunate, or unfortunate, people
very much either they ara sure to be-who,
without being exactly selfish, have yet an
inordinate idea Of their own claims upon life
and their fellow-creatures, with proper
tionate disregard Of other peoples feelings
Young Goldmore would always help himself
\ to the best, even before his uncles eyes, and
would never say, 1Uncle, won't you try thisgn
or @Let me recommend so and so7-rifing
attentions, but by such little acts young men
sometimes make their fortunes. The nephew,
too, well knowing that his uncle employed an
indispensable 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 this!" he exclaimed one
evening as he tasted his boiled mutton;
aenough to put one off ones feedn
4At your age" remarked his uncle SOL
emily, Al got very little sauce at ALL
@Gave enough, daresay!n retorted the
witty young man, with a great roaring
laugh, after which he finished his mutton and
asked for another help, administering the
condemned sauce plentifully.
From these few hints every reader of OBJ.
servation can fill up sketch Of this young
fellows character, and it need only be said
that he was tolerably good looking, by no
means vicious, and with very passabls man
ners, becoming almost agreeable on the rare
occasions when, standing in awe of somebody,
be had the sense to curb his frolicsome dispo-
sition
He saw Sibyl Temple. Used as he was to
believe the finest horses bred for him, the
finest vintages grown for him, the richest
dishes cooked for him, he hearing and seeing
that Sibyl was the handsomest girl in Kettle
well, easily concluded that she had been
reared for him. So he began making eyes at
her, and having perceived that she noticed
his attentions ns-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 Temple, and that he had little
doubt that she reciprocated the passion.
Beneath some of our big, middle aged
waistcoats there Lie strange secrets. This
ponderous Archibald Goldmore, elevated,
pompous, and remote from sentiment as he
appeared, had buried sorrow Of his own.
Years agohis only brother, Harry Goldmore's
father, died The two brothers had ever
been fondly attached. Life's early struggle
they had faced side by side, and an affection
never to be destroyed had, during those
learly years, laced their hearts together.
The brother died. In dying he put his thin
white hand out from under the bed clothes,
land, catching Archibald's wrist begged him
not to forget his little son, soon to be an or
Iphan. Archibald promised, and that prom
ise, never broken, and re-enforced year after
year by memories OF the dead man, made the
uncle merciful to the rudeness and the folly
Of this rash and uncongenial youth When
the young man spoke of marriage, in some
inexplicable way a reminiscence Of long ago
stole into the uncle's heart, and made him sad
and gentle.
Harry he said, with unusual kindness,
ayou are young to marry, and have little of
your own, but approve of the idea on the
whole. / shall make your way plain"
aOh, that Of course" replied the easy
youth. u settled that in my mind long ago. y
and he La ghed loudly.
Suppose we make call on the Temples
to morrow the uncle said.
@No, not tomorrow, thsnk'ee, the passion
late lover said, shaking hiH head Tomorrow
4 ride over to Blancourt to see jefferson.
Never hurry after the women. They think
lq1ite enough Of themselves without our
help;n which delicate speech he enlvened
with fresh laugh, loud, hearty and vacant.
4 The matter dropped, but at dinner that
day, after the cloth had been removed, Archi-
bald Goldmore, gravely renewing the sub
4 ject, said:
4In curious way your choice Of Miss
Temple we say nothing about her view Of
the mattern
20, that's all right enough" young Harry
said
VI 1That we shall see,n his uncle remarked;
1for thu present, never mind. Twas going to
say your choice in a curious way approves
itself to me; for do you know, Harry, / once
had thoughts Of proposing to the young lady
myself. ?
aOf t0hdt" screamed the nephew.
@Of proposing to the young lady myself, =
| the uncle repeated.
4Of tohatT exclaimed the nephew, again in
a scream Of undoubted surprise He could
neither believe his ears nor disbelieve them
n aOf proposing to the young lady myself, =
Archibald Goldmore answered once more
with steady solemnity.
a His nephew would hear no more He burst
into roar Of laughter, threw himself back in
his chair, laughed loud and long, changed
the key Of his laugh, went high, went low,
slapped the table, and in a general way
signifed that the most comical idea ever
heard Of since ideas first began had Just been
let loose upon the world.
1T Is perfectly true the uncle said, used
10 his nephew's mad moods, and not as yet
laffronted.
aAt your agelp screamed the nephew,
marry lovely girl like thatl Do you
think she would have looked at your and Sc
In variety Of phrases he put the absurdity,
saluting each fancy with fresh outburst oi
lridicule, while the uncle sat fuming over In
suits which were truly exaspcrating. But he