The times., 1889-12-20

the city to squander his patrimony could
have had so good time. He saw everything
that the local guide bookscalled attention to,
and SO much else which was interesting that
Tramlay, whom he had occasion to see Cor a
few minutes each day. said one morning at
the breakfast table:
Il wish, my dear, that could stesl a week
or two from business, SO that you and | could
poke about New York, personally conducted
by that old farmer"
''Edgari" exclaimed Nnss Tramlay,. "I
sometimes fear that old age is taking sudden
possession of you, you get such queer notions.
The idea of New York people seeing their own
city with a countryman for guidel"
There's nothing queer about facts, my
DEAR" replied Tramlay, Except that they
may be right under our eyss for years with
out being seen. A few years ago you and
spent nearly thousand dollars in visiting
some European battlefields. Today that old
fellow has carefully done the Revolutionary
battleiields of New York and Brooklyn, at a
total expense Of a quarter of dollar; even
then Inc had a penny left to give to q beg
gar"
II never heard of battlefield in New York
or Brooklyn" said Mrs. Tramlay
Nor |, ;" her husband replied; ''at least not
in SO long time that I'd forgotten the local
tiles But that old fellow knows all about
them; when drew him out a little he made
me plans of each, with pencil on the back of an
envelope, and explained how we lost Long
Island and New York, as well as nearly two
thousand men, when men, were far scarcer
than they are now. Here"-the merchant
drew u mass of letters from his pocket and
extracted from them scrap of paper-Shere's
the way it happened; let me explain"--
nm inf fad int fhOca oil
times" said Mrs. Tramlay, with a deprecar
tory wave OF her hand. "I've heard that in
those days there wasn't alhouse above Wall
street. no park to drive in. and parties began
before sunset"
"Ah to be sure" said Tramlay, with a
sigh. "But old Hayn has,seen modern New
| York too; l was intensely interested in his
| description of the work being done in some of
/ the industrial schools, where hundreds Of lit
| tie street Arabs are coaSed in by a promise
| of full stomachs, and taught to be good for
| something; the boys learn how to use tools,
| and the girls are taught every branch Of
housekeeping"
| 81 really don't see" said Mrs Tramlay, as
she nibbled a roll, 'what there is to interest
us in the doings of such people,"
"They're the people," said her husband,
raising his voice q little, "who generally
supply us with paupers and criminals, they
being untaught at home, and consequently
having to beg or steal for living. ID is be-
cause Of such people that we have iron bars
on our dining room windows and area door,
and hire detective whenever we give q
| party, and put a chain ON our door mat and
pay taxes to build jails and asylums and"-
"Oh, Edgar" said Mrs. Tramlay, plaint-
ively, 'our minister told us all this in a ser
| NOR m
patiently to it them don't think it's very
kind of you to go all over it again."
"No, suppose not" sighed the merchant,
hastily kissing his family good-by and start
ing for his office. In a moment no returned,
and said:
Just word with you, my dear It's
nothing about farmers, OF battles, or indus
trial Say" he whispered, as his wife
joined him in the hall, "don't you think I'd
better have the doctor drop in to see Luciai
I'm afraid she's going to besick. She's looked
poorly for days, and doesn't seem to have
any spirit"
"rm sure she's lively enough when she's out
of temper" said Mrs. Tramlay, (which she
is nearly all the while. She's snapped at the
children until they hate the sight of her. and
l can't speak to her without being greeted by
a flood of tears Margie seems the only one
who can do anything with her."
"Umphp muttered the merchant, taking
much time to arrange his hat before the mir
ror of the hat rack
Meanwhile the old farmer and his son were
having a long chat in a hotel bedroom.
$50 you see how the land lies" said the
old man. "Though never held that part of
the farm at over two hundred an acre, the
soil bein' thinner than the lower lynn land,
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make decent crops, Tramlay says it'll fetch a
clean two thousand an acre when it's cut up,
if the scheme takes hold as it's likely to.
That's why he advised me to retain an in
tercst, instead of sellin' out an out. I'm to
get five thousand in cash for the forty acres,
an have quarter interest in all sales; that
means twenty thousand in the end, If things
turn out as Tramlay thinks"
"Myl" calculated Phil, his eyes opening
very wide, and going into brown study.
The old man contemplated him for some
time with a smile of supreme satisfaction.
Finally he said:
makes you feel little bit as if you was q
rich mans son, don't it, old boy"
'Indeed it does," Phil replied. "But don't
see how l can help you about it,"
"Don't, ehs Well, I'll tell YOU" said the
old man, eyeing his son closely. ''That forty
acres is about quarter OF the farm land in
value, calculate, counting out the house an
other buildin's. If l was maxim my will an
dividin' things up among tho family, I'd
leave just about that much land to you, with
an interest in the house, stock, etcetery,
when the Lord sees fit to call your mother.
So"-here the old man intensified his gaze
"I've arranged to give my quarter interest
in the e,terprise to you, as your inheritance;
that'll make you director in the comp'ny,
with as much say as anybody else. "It'n
keep you in York a good deal, though"
"Fatheri" exclaimed Phil
"An'," continued the old man, dropping his
eyes as soon as his son looked ut him, and
putting on tho countenance in which he
usually discussed the ordinary affairs of the
farm, las it may need some money for you to
keep up proper style with the people whom
you'll have to deal with, propose to put the
five thousand in bank here to our joint ac-
count, so you can draw whenever you need
cash."
The old man began to pare fine shavings
from the tooth pick which he had cherished
over since he left the dining room, but Phil
compelled suspension of industry for mo-
ment by going over to his fathers chair and
pressing the gray head to his breast.
"The other principal stockholders" said
the old man, as soon as he was able to resume
his whiting "are Tramlay an man named