Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1889-06-06

"Your dodge with the butchers boy
proves you amt such fool as Jupp thinks
you he said generously.
Il am much obliged to you" said dryly.
"Well, you know / didn't myself think
you sharp enough to get over Mother Cleg-
sons wariness. She hates the idea Of any
Teller who's only got lardy-dardy ways
and goOd-looking shipper 'anging after
Ady," rejoined Mr.. Plum, while l inwardly
resolved that, once the prize was secured, ]
would eliminate him and all my uncle's
crew from my list of acquaintance.
At length we came in sight of Violet
Villa, and Plum commenced some of his
vulgar tdcetio, as comparing me to man in
doubt whether he was to be turned OF -
or reprieved, etc, etc, At last he conde-
scended TO listen to my request (Which was
an additional proof, in his eyes, of my newly
acquired ''smartness'O that he would decoy
the old lady into the conservatory, by pre-
ceding me, and thus facilitating my momen-
tous interview with Ada.
"a very good notion he said, land l
really think this time your uncle can't say
but you've scored a success
Thus conyerSing we neared the house
when Mr.. Plum went on in front, and en-
tering the gate crossed the lawn, and, with
the familiarity of an old friend, entered by
the drawing-room window. 1 gave him time
enough TO decoy the old girl into the con-
servatory, and then marched up the drive,
feeling 9retty sure all was successful. Irang
the bell No response. l rang again, and
the pretty maid opened it; unusually
snlartly dressed and good looking she
seemed, and cOlored most vividly on seeing
me. | looked at her adniringly, wishing
that Miss Clegson was as pretty, and she
locked silently and with some agitation IL
me.
And then suddenly she threw herself into
my arms, exclaiming; Yes, darling, yes.
That is the answer!'
What the deuce do you mean." Isaid.
struggling with my fair and somewhat
weighty burden. ''Why, the girls gone
madl'
20, no dearest, I'm not mad. and l love
you with all my heart" and she pressed
kiss on my lips that sounded like pistol
shot.
At this moment the drawing room door
opened, and out came Mrs. Clegson, who
stood petritied. well, upon my word, sir.''
she said, with spiteful triumph in her tone:
''but it only iustifes my opinion of you all
alongr'
What the doose dye mean, Young Les
terley!" said Mr.. Plum. This is a new
game, and not fair to me, you know"
And Miss Clegson, with bitter scorn, said:
And this is your choice, sir!' While Mr..
Cutely said nothing, but showed his teeth
like dentists model.
Meanwhile my fair companion still cling
ing to me, looked. with pride in her port, de-
fance in her eye, on the assembled compa-
ny. Then l tried to explain. And Miss
Clegson shrieked with horror at the men
ton of the butcher boy. Frantically freeing
myself from the soubrette, l said, looking
daggers at the old lady: Il asked the
butcher, there being no other way, to give
my note to Miss Ada"
And got it, DEAR" murmured the pretty
servant.
''Your' said 1, ''but 1 meant-aren't you
Miss Ada Clegson.' l said confusedly to
the young lady, when the old one acidly
answered:
my daughters name, sir, is Haidee, from
her poor fathers Eastern post. o, had he
seen this dayr'
''Yes, 1 told you," said the vulgar Plum,
''Ady-you heard me right enough"
''Well, perhaps" interposed the grinning
Cutely, wed better leave this gentleman
and Miss Ada to settle Matters and the
quartette went back into the drawing room.
Then we two explained, and Ada NILSSON
which was the pretty servants name
Then on my disavowing my letter, there
was another scene. She had thrown over
the grocer's young man for me; was a
cruel man, and so on; and she'd got my let
ter, and she'd see lawyer, etc, etc. And
then, half frantic, fled to my hotel, Ito
drown my sorrows in the bowlr
Of course had to expend some of my
balance in compensating Ada. OF course
Cutely proposed and was accepted! Of
course Uncle Jupp behaved like mad hip
popotamus, and furiously declared could
go an blunderlng through life in mytown
way. But, really, do you think it was my
fault or Plum's !-Belgravia