Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-09-30
CHAPTER XVIII.
MARK FRErTLBY HAS A VISITOR.

MARX FRETTLBf HAS \ NISlTOh.
According to the copy books of our youth.
Representation is the thief of time"
and, certainly, Brian found that the remark
was q true one. He had been
nesrly week in town, yet could not make
MP his mind 10 90 and see Gallon, and
though morning. after morning he set ont
With the determination to go straight to
Chaucsry Lane, yet he never arrived there.
He had gone back 20 his lodgings in East
Melbourne, and passed his time either in
the house or in taking long walks in che
gardens, or along the banks Of the muddy
Yarrs. When he did go into town, on
business connected with the sale Of his sta
ton, he drove there and hack in han
som, for he had cur ols shrinking against
s.einV any of his friends. H.
quite agreed with By'oa's remark
about I'd ID good-natured friends
aud WAS determined that he would rot
meet or talk with people, whose every
word and action would imperceptibly re-
mind him OF the disgrace which hal fallen
o, him of stsn6i1g in the c'ini lsl dock
Even when walking by the Ysrrs he h~d
= sort OF assay feeling that he was looked
upon a. an object ofcu -iosity, aud n, BE-
ing very handsome, many people turned
aud l,oked, he attributed their sdmi a.
ton to morbid desire for sei,g q man
who had nearly been hanged for murder.
As soon a. his station WAS sold, aud be
married to aadgs, he determined to leave
Australia, and never set foot on it again.
Bot until he could leave the place he sas
no one, nor mixed with his former friends,
so great WAS his dread at being stared at.
Mrs Sampson, who had welcomed him
back with shrill EXPLANATIONS Of delight
was loud IN her expressions of disspprovsl
as RI the wsy he was shutting himself up
"Yuur eyes bein' 'ollow," said the sym.
path Eng cricket, sit ia nat'rsl a. it's want
of sir, which my 'usbsnd's uncle, being
druggist an well-to-do, in C>lliugwood,
seq a. 'ow a want Of ox-eye-gent, being 3
French name, a. e called the stmispeare,
were fearful for pullin' people down, an
makiu' 'sm 90 off their food, which you
hardly eats anythin', an not bein' butter
A. it, expected as your appetite would be
larger."
oh. Pm all right" said Brian. absent
~, lighting cigarette, aud only halt list
ening to his landlsdy's garrulous chatter,
"but if anyone calls, tell them Pm not in
I don't want to be bothered by visitors "
'Bsin' a. wise . thing as solomon ever
said" answered Mrs, Sampson, energeti
cally, which, no doubt, e wss in good
'ealth when seein' the Queen ofSheber, % ID
necessary when anyone calls. and not
fselin' disposed to speak, which Pm often
that way myself on occasions, my sperits
bein' 10 y, ss I've card tell sodsr water
ave that effect on 'em which you takes it
with d,sh Of brandy, tho to be sure that
might be the cause Of your want of life,
snd-drat that bell, +" she finished, hurry
ing out of the room as the front door bell
sounded, (which my legs is s-givin' way
under me thio' bein' over-worked
Meanwhile, Brian sat and smoked con-
tent sdly, much relieved by the departure
of Mrs. Ssmpson, with her con-
slant chatter, but he soon heard her
mount the stairs again, and she entered
the room with q telegram, which she hand
ed to her ledger.
SOpin' it don't contain bad moose, I"
she said, as abe retreated to the door
again, "ahich don't like 'em, 'avin' 'sd
shock i, early life thro' one 'avin' come
unexpected, rs my uncle's grandfather
were dead, 'svia' persisted Of consumption,
our family all being disposed to the dis
ease-snd now, Ii you'll excuse me,
sir, I'll get 10 my dinner, bein'