Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-10-25

Yesterday and mend your roof for
you. I'll do 1t at once.n
But, my dear sir. / can't allow it."
said Mr.. Golden, politely.
my dear sir, you wont use force
TO prevent meP" said Mr.. Moss.
oh, dear, no." said Mr. Golden.
but the roof is quite slope and
very slippery. 1t is probably danger
Gus. At least wait"
Meanwhile my furniture is being
spoilt, )" said Mr.. Moss. looking ut the
homemade adornments of his room.
and your ceiling. which you are
shamefully extrayagant enough to for
get. Sir, / am not amazed that you
failed in business.
Mr.. Golden went downstairs at
once.
ELLEN. my love-" he said. II have
been cruelty insulted by our tenant.
l have done with him."
"Oh papa" said Ellen, sit can not
be-"
"He alluded with scorn to nv mis-
fortunes in business" said MIR. Golden.
II did not retort. Noblesse obtige, you
know. No, no; he can't be a gentle
man."
just then there was an odd sound
outside-a sound that made Ellen's
blood curdle.
what is it, papap" she cried.
Perhaps Mr.. Moss has thrown his
bed out of the window" said Mr..
Golden.
Then they rushed out into the gar
den. There upon the great lilac bush,
aattened to the ground by his weight,
lay Mr.. Moss. He had slipped from
the roof The house was only two
stories and a-half high. But it was a
fall that left little hope for life. He
was senseless and covered with blood.
Poor Ellen screamed and came so
near fainting as to lose all strength.
Meanwhile the other dodgers had
rushed down. and poor Mr.. Moss was
carried into the parlor and placed ON
a sofa and doctor was called.
Looking at the pale face, both father
and daughter forgot the man 8 faults
the former his late offense, the lat
ter his odd counsels and reproofs.
When the doctor came they stood
beside their friend in tears.
'It's bad case" said that worthy,
when he had made an examination;
"but he may live. There'll be fever,
probably delirium. though. You'd
better send him to the hospital, if he's
only tenant, and you don't know his
friends.
Then he went away, having ban
looked at her father. All he said
was:
"No. my Gear. we won't"
Then for many days they nursed the
poor fellow, and he knew nothing Of
it; and the doctor was right about
the delirium; and in it he raved of
money, of stocks. of gold. of cent
per cent.
One day Mr. Macklin called. He
presented his head at the door, and
said, as Ellen opened it,
II say, ma am, what has happened
TO the old gentleman"
"Mr. Moss is at deaths door," said
Ellen. He has met with a terrible
accident"
SORRY to hear it." said Mr.. Mack
lin; land there'll be the deuce to pay
at our place. He keeps things SO in
his own hands that if he can't be con-
suited it's hard to tell what to do. Is
he unconscious?
Yes" said Ellen; ''but SIR. can it
be that Mr.. Moss has occupied an i'm
portant place in your establishment
II should think he had" said
Macklin.
'.And you have been cruel enough
to take advantage of him. and repay
his services with a pittance tha
scarcely provides him with bread, '
said Ellen. II speak plainly. / know
but feel strongly. Perhaps you d.
not guess what privations he has sui
, fered
MIR. Macklin stared at her in silenc,
for awhile and then whistled long ant
) low.
} so you are in the dark?' said he
: You think employ Mr.. Moss-I
) My dear madam. | am his confidential
) clerk. You see, Mr.. Moss is yer,
eccentric man. He's about as rich
man as 1 know--positively rolling il
gold-but he's a-not to put too fine I
= point on it-he's a miser.'
He paused, looked at her face turn
/ ing white before his eyes, and added
s You needn't be afraid of him
though; he's honest He'll reimbur
you for any expense you are at; ant
: II! stop and send up surgeon VIII
knows who he is; or, better tell tn
e pne you have his name. Every on
. knows Isaac Moss, and his quee
ways"
= Then, after some more talk. and
look at the delirious man, Mr.. Mackll
= went away, and Ellen, with total
;. changed feelings, resumed her post
the patients side.
O She looked at his face coldly. III
;. kindliness for him was all gone. III
: poor man who was SO patient under
q invitations seemed to have died. al
l. ther- on the pallet before her lay Il
v thing she loathed SO unutterably-