The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-10-20
THE FISHER CAUGHT.
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the first to speak. Still, it seems rather
sudden, doesn't it9 and why at Derby,
and when the rector is from home tooP'
"Papa is not to know anything about
it till afterward."
"Gracious goodness, Margery Fermor,
you don't mean tn say that you are going
to get married on the slyr' The widow
was not always as choice in her phrase
ology as she might have been.
"That is just what am going TO do"
responded Margery with demure little
laugh.
"And you expect me to aid and abet
you in this insane acti"
sit Is not an insane act by any means,
and am quite sure you will aid and
abet me in it."
"You are, are your But what will the
rector say when he comes to hear of it9
And what will he think of me for acting
as your accompliceY
"My father is too sensible man to
knock his head against the inevitable.
He will accept the fact as q fact and
make the best Of it,"
81 suppose you are quite satisfied in
your own mind as to the wisdom Of this,
to me, most incomprehensiblo proceed
ingT'
! 81 think you may safely trust me on
that score"
The widow sat gazing at her visitor
for few moments without speaking
Then she said: Yes, Margery Fermor,
think / may trust you; never met
girl anywhere who seemed to know her
way about as the saying is, better than
you do"
Thus it was that the two ladies found
themselves next morning on the way to
Derby.
For, after all, Mr.. Gascoigne had not
been called upon to seek the rector's con-
sent to his engagement.
After good deal Of persuasion he had
won Margery over to agree to a secret
marriage, and had thereby, greatly to
his delight, saved himself from the ne
cessity Of revealing his rank, as he would
have felt bound TO do had the Rev. Dyke
objected to ''Mr. Gascoigne" as son-in-
law. Now he could take his own time
for making the revelation, and the long
or he should be able to put it off the
better he would be pleased.
Our two ladies were met at the termi-
mus by Mr.. Gascoigne and his friend,
Capt. Frewin, who, of course, was in the
secret. The two men had been stopping
IN Derby for the past three weeks, Gas
coigne running over by train every three
or four days to see his fanoee. For any
thing the rector was supposed to know,
theeyoung man was still changing out"
at the Anglers Rest.
A hired brougham was In waiting. In
which The quartet drove at once to the
church, where everything had been ar
ranged in readiness. Mrs. Jenrick stared
q little when she heard the bridegroom's
string Of names recited by the curate,
but, as she said to herself, man can't
be answerahie for what his godfathers
and godmothers may choose to call him
After the knot had been tied came break
fast at the station hotel, soon after
which "the happy pair" started for North
Wales, where they were to spend the
honeymoon. Mira. Jenrick opened her
eyes for the second time when the BRIDE
groom at parting begged her acceptance
Of a beautiful diamond and sapphire
ring 'sas slight souvenir of the happiest
day of my life" Then was the widow
more convinced than ever that in marry
ing s'that queer Mr.. Gascoigne" Margery
Fermon had known quite well what she
was about.
AS Capt. Frewin lighted cigarette
after seeing the bride and bridegroom
OF, he said to himself; ''It strikes me that
that young woman Is about as artful as
they make EN- It's all my eye about
her not knowing that Jimmy's the earl
of c."
Lord and Lady chestnut did not stay
long in Wales. The weather broke up at
the end OF - week and they were glad to
fly southwards. The earl had hired
Bmall furnished house up at the river,
not far from Maidenhead, and thither he
now took his bride He still kept up
the comedy of ''Mr and Mrs. Gas
coigne," and neither by word nor look
did his wife allow him to suspect
that she knew aught beyond that which
lay on the surface. Margery was blessed
with large fund of patience, and feel
ing sure Of her position, was quite con-
tent to bide her time. For her, too, the
affair was not without its elements of
amusement. She gravely discussed with
her husband sundry small matters of
domestic economy. Could they really
on six hundred year afford to keep
boy In buttons, as James proposed, in
addition to the cook and parlor maid,
who comprised the whole Of their small
establishment? Were they not "outrun-
ming the constable" little in respect of
the hired brougham in which they were
driven out four or five times week?
And then, Mrs. Gascoigne was shocked
to find that butchers meat was quite
twopence pound dearer than at White
apple. She had been told that New
Zealand mutton was nearly equal to
English, and much cheaper. Would 1t
not be advisable, ETC., etc. In these and
such like trivial discussions the earl took
an almost childlike pleasure, and Mar
gerry caught the infection from him.
After all, the reimbursement came
about in quite commonplace fashion,
and minus any dramatic surround
fngs. Lord Chestnut was standing one
sunny afternoon on the edge of the
lawn. which stoned down to the river