Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-12-12

and sombre gaze, her red lips a-quiver.
She did not see her Aunt Paulina
again till three o'clock that afternoon,
which was agreeable both to herself and
to Aunt Paulina. For Aunt Paulina's
plans went like clock-work. Trunks
were packed and bills were paid and a
cab engaged, and at three o'clock Aunt
Paulina saw her niece into it and sat
down herseaf and drew sigh of relief
folded her .nds.
'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--a 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
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 Paulinas reassuring remarks were
interrupted.
"The thiee-ten," she said to the sta
ton agent, as she sat down in the wait
ing-room-''is it on timel"
"The three-eight, do you mean,
ma'aml" he responded. 'It's just gone,
ma am, this minute. The three-fitty is
the next, ma'am."
"Who told me it was three -ten2" said
Aunt Paulina, sternly. But nobody had.
"Forty minutes! What an aggravation!
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 i'll 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 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 Taylor" 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 rascala Train in ten minutes,
Where is he, Miss Taylorl 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.
"You ought to know, young lady," he
insisted, JOLLY. "Keeps you informed,
doesn't he? How do you like him, any
hows Nice fellow, eha"
Mr. Lamb ratified his paper, and looked
at his audience beamingly.
s'Fine is the word for himl One of
the brightest young fellows l know.
Good company every time, Gordon Is.
Haven't you found him so?'
"Yes," Marion murmured, though
Aunt Paulina looded like thunder
cloud.
''Jolly fellow, Gordon. And that ism t
all of him. He's clever-that's the new
word, amt it2 Smart's what / mean
First-olass 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, for
fun, and he wrote it up for the Arctic
Monthly, and it made rather sensation.
Clever fellow"
Aunt Paulina raised her lowering
brow, with a cough. Literary qualities
had always been admired in her family.
I Her grandfather had been minister.
"Well. he ought to be, l suppose, F"
said Mr.. Lamb, rehectively. 'He was
graduated at Yale, and had year or two
at Heidelberg afterward. Travelled all
over Europe and took everything in.
You've noticed how well-informed he is
about all sorts of things, Mrs. Fielda
Astonishingly"
"Um-m!'' said Aunt Paulina, clearing
her throat.
"He's practical, though" said Mr..
Lamb, with half closed eyes. 'He isn't
all for theories and notions. He means
to be rich man yet, and he's in fair
way to be. It's one of the greatest glass
and china businesses in New England,
and the income is pretty big. 1t was a
fine business when his father died, but
Gordon has built it up wonderfully. He
owns good property there in Boston, too.
Well, suppose Gordon is worth seventy
five thousand anyhow"
"How much2" said Aunt Paulina.
sAbout seventy-fve. The Gordons
have been rich family since the flood,
| reckon. Good old family, the Boston
Gordons. He's Higgins on his mothers
side. She was Philadelphia Higgins.
Let's see-you're from Philadelphia, Mrs
Field?"
''I am" said Paulina, agitatedly.
She was, and knew the Higginses to
be blue -blooded, exclusive and ire
proachable.
"Well, here I'm blowing about him
like house atire. But there's ample ex-
cuse for it. Miss Taylor-excuse me !;
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