The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1890-12-10
down herself, and drew sigh of relief

"Ripley, Mrs. Dawson writes, she be-
gan, cheerfully, 'is liveliness itself. The
Cheevers are there, and the Longs.
Henry Cheever, you know, has Just re-
turned from Abroad very pleasant
young man. And that young Long
must be twenty-six or seven by this
time. And there will be others, of
course. l am sure you will be glad l
! thought of going. All young girls have
their foolish moments, Marion, and you
have had yours, and you will yet be
grateful"
The station was close at hand, and
Aunt Paulina's reassuring remarks were
interrupted.
"The thiee-ten," she said to the sta
tion agent, as she sat down in the wait
ing.room-"is it on timeY"
1.-THE three-eight, do you mean,
ma'am" he responded. ats just gone,
ma Fam, this minute. The three-ffty is
the next, ma am"
"Who told me it was three-ten9" said
Aunt Paulina, sternly. But nobody had.
"Forty minutesi What an aggravationi
Sarah, get the tickets!"
She settled INTO displeased silence
displeased and uneasy. Her brow was
furrowed, and her eyes roved toward the
door apprehensively.
She was ill at ease, quiet Marion
reflected, for fear poor John Gordon
would put in an appearance.
John Gordon did not, but what was
almost as bad, Mr.. Lamb did.
Mr.. Lamb, in very thin suit, but
perspiring still with the combined pres
sure of the heat and a hundred and eighty
pounds, came putting in, bought ticket,
and sat down and famed himself with
his hat and newspaper.
"Ah, Mrs Field and Miss Taylorl" he
exclaimed. "Whither away2 I'm bound
for the city for half an hour. Hot day,
but I've something can't neglect. John
Gordon promised to go with me. Where
is the rascal2 Train in ten minutes,
Where is he, Miss Taylor4 You ought
to know"
He came over and sat down beside
them-large cheerful and smiling.
Aunt Paulina frowned, but she might
as well have smiled; Mr.. Lamb behaved
as though she had.
GU OuBnJ W huOW, 1OhhS hO
insisted, JOLLY. "Keeps you informed,
, doesn't hel How do you like him, any
how2 Nice fellow, eh9"
Mr.. Lamb ratified his paper, and looked
q at his audience beamingly.
q "Fine is the word for him One of
the brightest young fellows l know
. Good company every time, Gordon Is.
: Haven't YOU found him so2n
. eyes" Marion murmured, though
9 Aunt Paulina looded like a thunder
4 cloud.
e "Jolly fellow, Gordon. And that isn't
g all of him. He's clever-thats tie new
word, amt itl Smart's what 1 mean
C First class business fellow, but he goes
deeper He's what you might call lit
!. erary. Unsuitable reader-up to every
thing. Even published an article once
You know he ranched it for year, TO
|, fun. and he wrote it up for the Arcti
= MONTHLY, and it made rather sensation
q Clever fellow"
Aunt Paulina raised her lowerin!
brow, with a cough. Literary qualitie
y had always been admired in her family
~ Her grandfather had been a minister.
y "Well, he ought to be, suppose,
4 said Mr.. Lamb, refectively. ''He wa
graduated at Yale, and had year or tw
= at Heidelberg afterward. Travelled al
over Europe and took everything in
> You've noticed how well-informed he
I about all sorts of things, Mrs. Field
Astonishinglyl"
- "Um-m'' said Aunt Paulina, clearing
her throat.
IL "He's practical, though" said Mr.
Lamb, with half closed eyes. 'He ism
4, all for theories and notions. He mean
n to be a rich man yet, and he's in fai
d way to be. It's one of the greatest glas
re and china businesses in New England
s. and the income is pretty big. 1t was
4 fine business when his father died, bu
= Gordon has built it up wonderfully. II
% owns good property there in Boston, too
Well, suppose Gordon is worth seventy
!, five thousand anyhow"
"How much2n said Aunt Paulina,
"About seventy-five. The Gordon
have been rich family since the flood
,e | reckon. Good old family, the Bosto
Gordons. He's Higgins on his mother
l. side. She was Philadelphia Higgins
l. Let's see-you're from Philadelphia, Mrs
Field2"
,t ~ am" said Paulina, agitatedly.
IN She was, and knew the Higginses
it be blue -blooded, exclusive and ire
m proachable.
IN "Well, here I'm blowing about hir
" like a house afire. But there's ample eA
We cuse for it, Miss Taylor-excuse me
n. I'm rough old customer-but If thing
do come out all right, accept my con
I'd gratulations. He's the finest fellow
mt the country"
I'll Silence for a moment, which the rattl
n of Mr.. Lambs paper-he was fannin
il Aunt Paulna-alone disturbed.
Aunt Paulina looked tixedly int
I'd space.
le "There he is now ~ said Mr. Lamb, {
Id footsteps outside. "Here you are! Don
at care bit about going in with me, d
er YOU? Well, it is hot. Guess I'll haN
he to let you off. "
n. John Gordon bowed low to AuT
ad Paulina, and smilingly to Marion, an
o. sat down beside her. He had red-anC
. white cap now, and red sash instead {
n the black one, and he looked handsome
H.. 49,. Rut ha lOnkpd astonishe1 an