The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1888-12-20

sible coronet presented itself to his minds
eye-and then faded away. Il suppose you
must have II your own way he said.
MAY |. Phillpr asked his WIFE, putting
her arm around his neck n second time.
Yes, | believe you're in the right, But
won't the shock the surprise hurt herr
I'm answer for that May tell her to
morrow
YES, sighed the vanqushed father
"Bless you, Philip! slid the good mother,
and she kissed her partner, and both wife
and husband slept the sleep of the just
CHAPTER ".
Lucy. my dear said Mrs Dawbarn the
next morning as she entered the invald''
chamber, II and papa have been talking
/ about YOU
! Yes mamma said Lucy. with an evil
! dent want Of interest in the subject,
And what do you think he saysp
/ Don't know, mamma"
Hes going to make some alterations in
the bank"
Miss Lucy had not the smallest solicitude
about the bank.
"And what else do YOU Think"
/ L
/ peevishly.
/ 'What else do Won think he means to dor
continued Mrs Dawbarn, bending her ma
trony head over her daughters face, and
/ pouring into her ear words that made the
/ girl flush scarlet and her eyes flash.
"Oh, mamma, it cant he true!'
My love, could deceive your
mo, dear mamma, no. but oh, Is it truei
/ ~;,gr I bop 4
so thankful, and-and in little time, when
| I've thought over how happy am, papa
may come in. and I'll kiss him and thank
him. and tell him how grateful am too,
andn--
BIT moor Iucv could got no further. and
sobbed md wept with delight.
"Mv darling. kiss me nov. said her father
advancing from the door, behind which he
had watched the effect Of the news. I'm dc
apythinc to make YOU hanpy-anything
30 papal my own papal'
"Ny darlinr vou'll love me now arain n;
Won used to do won't vou9 and-and-there's
Mr. Bob Studden's knock. I'll send that fel.
low Off to New York. mean to Liverpool
this very night
Mr. Bob Stu,lden was waitinr in tbe DINING
room. He was so changed in face dress, arp
pearance and manner that when Mr. Daw.
barn saw him he started and said
cara vou Mr. Robert Studdenp
eyes, Mr.. Dawbarn. it's me- said the ia.
miliar voice. 81 dare saw Won find m,
changed lido myselfr
He was indeed altered In Dlace Of the
snicl, span new nattv dressv shiny oilv
ysrnishrd Bob. the delight of barmaids md
the envy of rrooms stood "A shabby cordu
row trousered waistcontless vacabond smell
ing of straw and porter Mr. Dawbarn hest
toted before he asked him to sit down
~ got vour letter sir said Rob who's
manner WINS ms deferential ms his clothes wer.
shabby. .aud came on Immediately Sorry
[ couldn't present myself more decently; but
such is faten
"What nre Won doing now. Mr. StuddenT
asked the banker
"At present, sir. renied Bob, 81 am stable
mon mt the Cock and Bottle"
Good rraciousl"
"It's not what | could wish. sir. but it's
better than nothing. I'm sorry to say I'm
only emploved there two davs n week-Mon.
days and market days but still, what with
odd Jobs. | manage to grub on.n
Mr. Dawbarn looked Mt the EXHIBITING
mans wan face and wistful ewes, and asked
him if he would take a glass of wine.
Bob shot n quick glance and said that he
would; and in the keen look Mr. Dawbarr
read hunger
"The sherry said the banker to servant
land bring lunch-some cold roast beef
and-you know: and when we've lunched
Mr. StuddcA, we'll talk business"
Mr.. Studden's performance upon the beet
WIS so extraordinary that the banker feared
that he would commit involuntary suicide
1t was with a feeling of intense relief that he
saw him attack the cheese; but the attack
was so prolonged that Mr. Dawbarn feared
lest tho sufrocation tho beef had left unac
comnlishcd should be effected by the Stilton
mot any more. sir, thank YOU" answered
Bob to his hosts complimentary question
II never tasted such cheese-and as for tn,
beef it's beautiful. haven't tasted ANNA
food for these ten days For red herring /.
not animal food any more than n lump O,
salt is, and I'm sick of red behring's. Soal
EN- in as much hot water us you like, they
always taste OF lucifers; perhaps because they
lie next to em in the shop. may thank you
Mr. Dawbarn, for real meal such as
haven't had for-forn--
The wine Mr. Sudden mad drunk seemed
to have got into his head, and from his head
into his eyes Men are strange creature
and even betting men arc nen-and whether
it was the memory Of bygone days, or til,
wine or the bread, or the butter, or the beef
or the cheese that affected him, cannot b,
ascertaned, but one of these causes, or somt
of them or all, caused Bob Sudden to lay
his head upon his arms, and to cry coplously
He then began accusing himself, and say
ing that he was a bad lot; that he was mis-
erablc and repented; that his life wa
an hourly curse to him. that he knew
he had brought it all upon him
self that all his friends had de
serted him, particularly those who had shared
his hospitality, and even MS money when h'
was prosperous; that the man who owed his
! rise IN life to hlln and whom he had assisted
at crisis, had behaved to MN with an in
gratitude that stung nm TO the soul; that h'
was nall starved ana hau no peu OUT IN Inc
stable; that he was NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. nae
no hope -.
,ie.' 'nI i oo to tnnI.n sI $50 'tIi I
~ - a'nt H. ,.,,, ho,,I.o,, toI -, -
.,ja 40 ofro- hi,, ,strddor, o,,,lo,.r,,a1,
kaoo,,.o ho l,rox h;,, 70 Iva inteIliFont and
te.ai ,iIo+ he ,,as+ s,,Torirrrs haI hao,
~ ,i,,, fn,. ,hn f,,tre +hat tho hns
,,oes hn wished 70 emnlov him ON vos AIM
n,,lt md delicate heinr no lass th,u 70 10 10
Nnvv Vorl, and from There TO wherever else
if mirbt he necessary to travel, in search
of Mr. Munro. that money vould be pro.
vided and letters furnished him. and that
~ ,,a, ,,ooni.od 70 start for Iiyernool tbot
,.orv picbt. that IL WINS boned he world not
urbtlv give nm n chance that offered him re.
demnfior for the past and fine prospect Tor
the future.
"pll do Il, I'll do i'll, said Bob, rising and
e,rasninr the bankers hand. and God bless
devil like me the chance. III not deceive