The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-08-24

modest way, though he had what seemed 10 me
gigantic salary of $50 year. for he was very
modest, retiring sort OF mar ana Jones IS n0t an
uncommon name. However, made my appllca'
ton 10 the SlatiOn-masier directly got out;
:: Do you happen to know where Mr.. Jones
lives in this neighborhood?
" Mr.. Jones'" he replied. 10 you ineah
Squire Jones?' .,,o,
want Mr. Jones of Cornhlll."
The station master shook his head. as though
In depreciation of all commercial persons; he
said lie WAS not acquainted win any person OF
that name except "the Squire" There was
nothing for il but 10 take ply to Horton Hail.
where 1t seemed this great man lived. III II was
not exactly "a hail." after the country, or rather
a e v we're Sa admitted BY
lodge-keeper through gtlded iron gates, which
opened upon park-like and quite extensive
grounds. The longer l took in driving through
them the more GER ain felt that l was on
fOoPs errand and the sight OF the mansion ftseh
convinced me of 1t.
1t was of or at size, and on that summer night
the unshuttered windows OF the lower rooms
emitted blaze of light there was evidently
dinner party. or perhaps even Il ball going on. l
was quite ashamed of myself ana my erranu
when my humble vehicle drew up al the stately
pofIico, and d footman altired like Field Mar
shall answered tile summons OF The front door
Does MI Jones live here ?" inquired, hest.
talinely; Mr.. Jones OF Apsley, Wellesley &
Co. ?"
Yes, SIR"
You might have Knocked me down with a
feather; / should have been only little more
surprised 10 hear that this was the country resi-
dence OF my iellowclerk, Jack Sprgslns, VINO
shared the parlOr at my lodgings. Though my
self almost penniless l came OF good family,
and knew the proportion OF scales OF living
among landed pr0pletors, but the splendor OF
that entrance nall with It's statues ana nSure5
threw all bad seen elsewhere oil the KIND INTO
the shades in particular ii struck me how very
much glander il was than my employers en-
trance hall in which had STOOD but an hour ago
l gave my card TO Tie foOtmau, ana was
usheIed into side room the htings ana lufhi,
ture of which threw MIR Apsley's " snuggery -
completely into The shade. IL was more i've q
bOudOiT than a room used for business pur-
poses, though l recognized Mr.; Jones niue
black bag lying In one corner OF II, ana also MS
lettet-case upon a marble table. In the lew
seconds that II took me 10 observe these tnlngs
there was constant clatter OF knives ana forhs
ana hum OF CONVEX atiun from the dinlng-room,
on The other side of The hall; 1t evidently u
very large dinner party, yet the host dd not
hesitate TO leave II on Tue instant tDat Inc ser
want brought him IN my card. Ii seemed TO me
almost impossible that lie could have been WIN
evening dress as | had never seen HIM before,
but with much greater change In MN IMAM
that; tile managers lace was CHASTITY pale; there
was dew upon II for which the warmth OF the
evening could hardly account, While the eX-
preston OF his little gray eyes was anxious and
perturbed 10 the last degree.
"Thls Is an unexpected pleasure, MIR. Ack-
ers," he said. in voice OF unmStaHable eNpectil-
ton and alarm, what Is II ! Nothing wrong,
hope, with MI Apsley?"
l suppose il was my slight connection with the
senior partner that suggested this apprehension,
for II would have been more natural as II struck
me, for him to say nothing wrong at the oiice.
- cannot say, sir" replied, but Mr. Apsley
sent me over with this letter to you, which he
said was OF extreme importance