Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-12-23

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lellect would l. failed. The window
frames Of he .auscs seemed snra a,tt,r -,
= ~ h9ity ana the iyy green, and 10
Ing, within
Mrs. Green had made every room in
her cottage an anagram of her name. as
1t was holly decked EVERYWHERE Ncr
was the sacred bough forgotten-..cr,
tile young peoples account" she said
Though Lefty ard George had lnno
ceased to want an excuse for a Kiss"
George Poynter was waiting the ar
rlVal OF his friend, Chat1ncey Gihbs A
glorious lire blazed within the CRATE. tbe
table was spread to welcome the coning
guest, for whose dedication a families
rumpsteak pie was browning in the oven.
me train, punctual to its time. was
heard screaming into the station close
oy, and in few minutes after the two
friends were together.
II you are hungry it is tantalizinr To
listen to the particulars of dinner YOU
are not to share: If you are stated. Won
are bored by the recaptulation of dain-
ties you care not to touch. and therefore
we viii allow the friends TO take their
meal IN peace, Neither will we join
their after revel when two or three old
cronies came in and made night Of it.
until George and Chauncey sought their
beds fairy tired out with iollity.
When breakfast was over the next
morning, and Chauncey found that
George had excused himself from at
tendance at the timber yard. he said:
y am glad you can give the morning
to me, as | have some news for you thai
may, perhaps, surprise and annoy YOU"
is it," A''''
~ would not touch upon it last night.
although think some Immediate action
should be taken by you or your friends. .
continued Chauncey, looking very ser
ious.
Pray speak out" said George.
"Oh yes. | must do that, for have
no tact, never had, to make an unpleas-
ant matter agreeable. Have you heard
from your uncle lately:''
Yes, two DAYS aro-principalIv on
Mr. Bawk's business. replied George.
My cid boy, your uncle never in
tended you any good when he shut YOU
up in that log house of Bawk's. He put
you there for his own selfish purpose and
nothing else
Nv by DO rou say that" asked George.
''He has led you to suppose that YOU
were to be his heir some day, has he
not"
He has never said that in direct terms;
but he certainly has limited at such a pos
sibility."
Then he's an old scamp, if he don't
deserve a harder name. said Chauncev.
thanl ping the table. Two days ago he
did his best to disinherit you. You NAV
stare. but saw with my own eyes, heard
with my own ears, that old ragamufiin
marry a bouncing woman of thirty"
Marry! Uncle Silas marry
East as St. Mary Axe could do it, to
snuffscller's daughter" and then
Chauncey, to the establishment of his
friend. narrated what we already know
of the wedding at which Mr. Chauncey
had SO otiiciously assisted.
This is indeed d terrible blow" said
George, an unexpected blow"
Yes; am afraid, knowing the hands
will of his own when few months have
passed. said Chauncey. Il found out
how the matter came about. Cld Silas
but-a BeaGle, | call him-got at him.
u41st tAI2Ai I44AitIbtNtI HIS daI7ILCl Us
nurse They first physicked him nearly
to death, and then brought him round
with bottled porter. They told the old
fool they saved his life, and he be-
lieved i; and out of gratitude, and the
want of a nurse, he proposed to Miss
High-dried. aud married her"
This hits me harder than you know,
Chauncey-much harder. Poor Lefty
L / :,
oh, nonsense. replied Chamcey.
keep your uncle's secret. as he will if
he can. marry Lefty, and let Mother
Green storm afterwards.
George shood his head, and then
said;
"Chauncey. you advise that which is
dishonorabl-.
"Ail fair in love. old boy" replied
Chauncey, with Il laugh: land if | were
you, To rain t2a woman who loves me,
whom love. I'd kill my uncle"
Great heIyel. a-h-t do YOU say? But
l see-yol We're joking No; my course
is perfectly clear so Tar as Mrs. Green
and Lefty are concerned. | 20 to them
at once. aud tell what has taken place,
If | am forbidden to continue my visits
by Mrs. Green she shall be oboycl.
Lefty, know. will be always true to me;
and when can make a home for her,
can claim her with honor"
"Devilish pretty speech. said Chaun-
cey," and ell rirht, have no doubt. |
still say, biH old Silas Chceseman, and
get married.; or, -perhaps-vCs-
YOU sh4ll write to him, now that he's
honeymoon struck-rell him you want
to follow his example, and require ten
thousand pounds to do it.
Il uud r5elnd this nonsense, Chaun-
cey." replied George, with sad smile.
Your fri ndlv chatf IS well meant; but
my case is very serious. And SO good-by
for an hour or two, You will lind me
here after that time"
The road to Mrs. Green's cottage never
seemed SO l0n@ before to George Poynter
as it did now that he felt his fate. The
happiness, for time at least, of his dar-
ling Lefty depended upon the interview
he was seeking with her mother. lie
was not without some justification for
the misgiviugs which beset him, as Mrs.
Green had more than twice or thrice
casually limited at what a mother's course
should be to prevent a child "marryiN +,
into poverty" lU&>gcd. she had once told
him, when Lefty was not present, how
clad she was when his uncIe's recognition
OF him produced such favorable turn in
GEORGES fortunes. as it had spared them
MI the pain which she should have felt it
her duty to have inflicted, The crisis
had only been deferred. There were tears
from Mrs Groon-regrets and pity; but
there were were also cold, cruel words,
t.s.4 ,.-.,,., ,,.,+ r., l,l fr9iDcoi1 I'm loss