The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-01-25

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don't let out who you are!"
"Why?" inquired the old gentleman
Jack thought it prudent for fear the
matter should come to your ears, to call
himself Templemore, or some such
name. Yes, I'm sure it is Templemore.
If you let out that you are Mr.. Brown,
the rich tallow merchant, you may add
on any number of noughts to the fig
ures," said Mr.. Carlow rising from his
chair.
81 understand" said Mr.. Brown, quite
approaching the hint. II suppose had
better call myself Mr.. Templemore."
eyes" l don't know whether Jack
has admitted having father, but that
you can find out" said Mr.. Carlow
Anyhow, for goodness sake don't men
ton my name, especially to Jack. In
fact, you've promised not to mention
the matter to him at all"
Old Mr.. Brown repeated his assurance
on this point, the more readily because
he fully realized the unconscious wisdom
of his young friends advice, that the
best way of dealing with the matter was
by not openly opposing his son.
He therefore parted with Mr.. Carlow,
after thanking him warmly for his con-
fidential communication, and returned
to his Office to chew the cud of his bitter
reflections. .>:tssEtss,SSf tsex
He went little out of his way, how.
ever, on the road thither, in order "
pass stationer's shop which disNlaEed
in the window collection of phot-
craps of theatrical and other notab1i-
ties of the day, and there he hadthe
grim satisfaction of beholding a like
ness of the lady who had been mentioned
by Mr.. Carlow. She was youuf per-
son of prominent type of beauty and
Mr.. Brown shuddered as he gaze upon
her meretricious charms. He reolved
on the spot that he would NAB any
pecuniary sacrifice in order to release
his unhappy son from the tolls ofhis I'M
desirable siren, and his subequent
meditation partook rather of tn nature
of lamentation than of delberation
upon his course of action.
But he, nevertheless, carefully re-
hearsed in his own mind, in til privacy
of his official sanctum, the lie OF ar
| gument which he should TAX with the
young lady, and, having don, this and
put a roll of bank notes in hs pocket
he sailed forth to Brompon, full OF
sturdy resolution, and not without
faint hope that young Carlov's informa-
ton might prove exaggerated.
He was relieved to find on reaching
Miss Lola Bells address, that the young
| lady was within, and, having, with some
| trepidation, given his assumed name OF
Templemore, he was ushered into
daintily furnished sitting room, where
he found his hostess gracefully reclin-
| ing on a sofa, reading a yellow-backed
novel and smoking fragrant cigarette.
| If old Mr.. Brown was not unnatur-
ally confused at finding himself in the
presence of this ruddy-haired divinity,
| the latter seemed also somewhat discon-
certed at the appearance of her visitor,
for she fixed her lustrous eyes upon him
with startled expression, and furtively
dropped the cigarette into bowl of gold
| fish.
1--WE called to speak to you on the
subject of-of namesake of mine,"
said old Mr.. Brown, cautiously. ~
"Are you his father?" inquired It'd
beauty, assuming less neglige att
tude. II
Eyes, l am his father" said Mr..
Brown. falling his cue.
Gle has told you, suppose, that he
wants me to marry him, said Miss Bell,
in her most dulcet tones.
81 have called to convince you,
madam, that such a marriage is out of
the question:" returned old Mr.. Grown,
turning very red, but speaking with
considerable frmness.
"Why, may 1 ask?" inquired the lady
sharply.
because, madam, replied Mr.. Brown,
wisely controlling his temper; my son
is not in position to maintain wife.
Besides which he is very young-a mere
boy"
But I'm not very old" retorted the
lady.
mo, you are young enough, and l
will add, with your permission, beau
tiful enough, to do good deal better
for yourself than that" returned the
willy old diplomatist.
"Where the heart is engaged, Mr..
Templemore, a poor girl does not always
consider her own interests" said the
lady, with a gentle heave of her bosom.
There is vast difference, madam,
between self-interest and absolutely sui
cidal imprudence," said old Mr.. Brown,
impressively. ''If you marry my son,
you marry pauper, and of that I give
you due and solemn warming"
"You are very unkind," said the
beauty, making little 'moue" and
brushing lace handkerchief lightly
across her eyes. 81 call it brutal"
'On the other hand" resumed the
old gentleman, watching her anxiously,
and gaining considerable encouragement
from his observation, ''if you will give
him his congo, and promise not to marry
him, might perhaps, ahem!-make it
worth your while"
GLOW much?" murmured the beauty
between her vermillion lips, as she
gazed at her visitor with bewitching
smile of languid interest.
"Well-ahem!-yo question is rather
abrupt, said the old gentlemen, scarcely
less scandalized than delighted at the
lady's evident heartlessness. MAY in
qlGre what guarantee 1 shall have-sup-