Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1889-03-07
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Il believe | Gn the most unlucky fellow
in the world" said BERTHE Tyrrel half
aIoud, as he tied his white tie.
'Why so, my dear fellow?" inquired q
CHEEKY voice AT the door.
BERTHE turned, still holding his cheS-
dauUre at his throat, and said, son,
Charley, is that your Come in; shall be
ready Ia five minutes" Having arrang.
ed his tie to his satisfaction, he repeated,
"Yes, I believe I am the most uniucky
fellow in London, at any rate"
"What's the matter?" inquired his
friend
"Well, you see," replied BERTHE. "I've
just had 4 letter from my sister, saying
that Miss Patterson is about to leave
MarohmOnt and proceed to the South of
France. (Mother's NOT well, l believe.)
You know l intended to go down this
week and put myself out of my pain.
Charley, love the girl; and Charley,
must marry her!"
''Well."
"But it is not we'll. Charles Fletcher,
you are a fish, cold blooded animal
How can you talk like that when am
really, truely, and madIy in lover"
"My dear BERTHE, | should wait till the
lady and party come to london, and
then see her and ascertain your chance"
"They do not come TO London, be
lieve; at least, not to stay; SO am com
ploteIy upset."
''I1 will come all right, old fellow. Are
you ready 7"
eyes, it is time to be off. [ do not at
all feel inclined to go, though" said Ber
tie mOurufully.
A dinner party was given by Mrs.
ArJeman, in whose husbands Office TYR
l.
shining light. Mr.. Arteman and Bertie's
family had been friendly for years, and
the young man was rapidly making his
way to junior partnership. He had the
credit of being very trustworthy and
quick at business qualities which he
took care to cultivate.
Many people came in the evening also,
and just before the carriages were an
nOunced, Mr.. ArtemaE entered the room
and gazed anxiOusly around. For some
minutes he was unable to descry the OBJ
ject of his quest, but at last found him
QUO, and touching young Tyrrel on the
arm as he sat in a corner beokOned him
aside.
Hastily apOlogizing to his fair com
panion, BERTHE rejoined Mr.. Arteman IN
the dining-roOm.
rs there anything the matter, sirP" he
asked.
eyes, BERTHE, I'm afraid there is. Read
that"
Mr.. Arteman put telegram into his
juniors hand as he spoke.
This looks serious" said BERTHE, as he
returned it.
"What do you intend TO do sir? How
can we restore confidence in the Man
chester officer"
chief, quietly.
"But tomorrow will be too late, said
BERTHE,
therefore you must go tonight NY
lad"
"Tonight-go to Manchester tonight!n
exclaimed Tyrrel. The thing is i'm
possible"
ooh, dear, no." replied Mr.. Arteman,
coolly, II have had your bag packed al
ready. | took the liberty to send Collins
to your lodgings for your morning dress.
l have cab at the door. Here are ten
pounds ia gold. Run up stairs and
chenge-take bit of supper first. The
Pullman train from st. Pancras starts at
midnight"
And it is now eleven" said BERTHE,
looking at bis watch.
'What kind of night is it, Collins ?"
said he.
"Snows fast, sir"
"Snows, does it?" exclaimed BERTHE,
BETTER fill mp the flask then, and put
half-dozen cigars in my coat pocket and
1 say"
Eyes, sir"
"Cut me couple of ham sandwiches,
while l Dress"
In fifteen minutes BERTHE had received
his last instructions from Mr.. Artemau,
and was bowling along the Euston road
to Midland station.
The immense terminus looked warm
ana comfortable in comparison with the
wet and chilly night outside. The Pull
man train was at the plat form ready to
start There were very few passengers.
BERTHE took a sleeping car tioket, and
without loss of time tucked himself up
comfortably in his berth. The train
started soon after this, and BERTHE yrrel
was rapidly whirled into the land of
dreams.
But his dreams were pleasant dreams,
and If he had not been conscious of the
penetrating cold, he would have enjoyed
good nights rest. He shivered and
awoke. The lamp was burning dimly.
The steady "whirr" of the fast-fying
wheels told him that the train was rush
my Seiii Oh bnIOuSu Tue stormy night.
Something fell on the lamp-there it was
again. 1t came in through the lattice
over his bed. 1t was snow!
"Pleasan. night" thought our traveller.
"I'n have another nap"
Easier said than done. No effort of his
could induce Somnus TO pay him second
visit. The chill feeling he had before
experienced compelled him to put on his
wraps. Then he got up, took a sip of
brandy, and went out upon the platform
of the carriage TO smoke.
Oh, the cold nipping wind, how it dert-
ed In between the carriagesl BERTHE had
to hold on to the hand rail tightly. But
what scene it was! vast white sheet
had been spread DER Natures face, and
she lay as if dead beneath it. Every nov
ano then gentle swell of unduIation in
the surface looked like q heaving breast
rs the fierce monster hurried past. The
invisible flakes fell thick and fast, snd
borne upon the angry blast the white veil
closed around them. They knew it not,
but as surely as the clouds were overhead,
the mighty engine was rushing into a
trap laid by Winter, and tbs pure, white,
gentle flakes of snow.
AS the train flew along the track, little
snoT-storms came up from all the wheels
IN clouds of powdered dust. BERTHE was
FASCINATED. Past sleeping towns and vii
iages, past black chimneys rising into the
nurky sky from white unsullied roofs,
past CLOSE shut windows meath whose
sashes the yielding, but resistless snow
vormed itself like herring bones, and