Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-03-01

but the maid did not see, for the door was
shut, what might have better suited her ideas
Of propriety. Her young master had torn
open the envelope and read the three lines of
the letter before Mary had finished her dis
gusted soliloquy. Then he reread it a dozen
times and behaved generally in as foolish
fashion as the most exacting sweetheart could
have desired But there were only three
lines.
~ have not deserved it, i do not deserve
IL; but win you call before tonight
''BERTHA.n
But where was his snllen determination
never to see her againi Had he forgotten
soon that she had never loved himl But he
remembered that moment that tomorrow
was the day she had promised to let him talk
Of marriage to her. There was a new flush
on his face, which any woman might have
thought handsome now, and a new bright
light in his eyes. Why, it was near o'clock
now. And ho rose to go out
"Bahw 1t was his father who opened the
door and came In, tearing a scrap of paper
between his fat fingers.
But Philip thrust his letter into his inside
pocket, and then made sure IL was safe, as il
it were q precious ticket of admission.
MY dear Phil, il there ever was man fool
enough to try and give the poor what they
want, they would lead him the widest kind
Of a wild goose chase, l can tell you. You'll
SEQ yet was right about those fire escapes.
Since they have got those the help are clamor.
ing for something new every day. They de
vote all their spare time trying to think of
some Right they are kept out of. | suppose
the ninnies imagine the mills ought to be run
in their interest" and Mr. Breton smiled at
the absurdity Of the idea conjured up. Then
he tossed the torn bits of paper into the waste
basket. "There goes one of their warnings;
have burned dozen within a week. IF
don't do this or that, my wills will STOP they
read. / wouldn't wonder if q strike was
brewing. / only hope they will give me ono
more day. They might scare some of the
capitalists if they should make a disturbance
tomorrow, but after tomorrow it will be too
late. They can do their worst; We shall al
ways have the whip hand OF them"
us your corporation actually going to be
started tomorrow" exclaimed Philip, breath
lesSly; II didn't know but it was given up"
~ never give anything up, my son. But
you can help me good deal if you will
Tho hands trust you, they would do Us you
nrged them. You understand how to talk tc
them. Yes, you do; don't stop me; didn't
your ready tongue save the mill once, the
night of tho fire! Now, just you run down
town, go into their meeting, if there is any,
calm them down some way, l don't care how
Philip; oil want is one day more. If they
should happen to strike tomorrow, good gra-
aious, Phil, it might knock my corporation
icheme all to smithereens Little mercy
| they'd ever get after that from me, though
You see they won't gain anything either
way, strike or no strike, but you see might
lose"
Philip moved toward the door in silence.
Tomorrow goodby to hope from any help of
his, and his father expected MIN To-
'That's right, my boy; don't delay; am
expecting man here every minute, and
p
"But, father, can't"--
eyes, you can. All! good evening, Mr..
Giddings My son, Mr.. Giddings, my law
yer"
"But must say one word to you"
'No, positively not one moment, Phil;
later on. Good night"