Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-04-03

knickerbockers and shining shoes. Alan,
however only thought that 1t was an aw-
full shame to keep such a big boy ''in
stockings and short pants, - and began
TO revoive a scheme for rigging Cts ous
in some of the store trousers. "Thev re
long, anyhow, - said Alan to himself.
By this time, the elders had finished
their private conference and Mr.. Raj
mund was asking them all to look at his
car before they went away.
A private car would hardly impress q
New York boy or a Chicago boy; but to
our simple plantation youngsters who had
been awe struck by the splendors of an
ordinary Pullman during their few jour-
neys; this gorgeous room was palace on
wheels, like nothing outside the fairy
books.
The gold threads shot through the blue
plush curtains, the dainty Crown Derby
china glittering in the sideboard, the
carved wood, the Respondent lamps and
perhaps, quite as much as anything, the
marvellous little kitchen where the white
capped cook was busy among his beauti-
full copper pots, threw their childish souls
! into kind of daze of admiration.
''You will have glass of wine with
me, old man, - said Mr.. Raimund.
And it was just like the Arabian
| Nights, Sally AMI Alan thought, where
you rub ring and 10! q genius at your
elbow with your wish-a black man in
short uniform of blue and gold appeared
bearing a salver, sparkling with glasses
and ice. Later, the children's enrap-
tured eyes could recognize q bottle, the
neck of which had simmer of gold,
and glass jug and plate of cake,
beautiful to behold.
''Cis thought his cousins might like
glass of lemonade and cake, - said Mr..
Raimund, smiling very kindly on the
pair.
81 suppose, now, - he added to Col.
Seyton, touching Alan on the shoulder,
''that you have trained him to ride,
shoot and tell the truth, like the ancient
Persians. -
GAS we say in Arkansas, nearly
bout" answered Col. SeYton, laugh
ing, ''you might add driving. He is
going to drive us back. -
Mr.. Raimund glanced ont of the
window at the horses mud coated legs.
81 trust you are to sit on the drivers
seat, - said he; at the same time he
noticed the quick flash in Cecil 8 eye
Col. Seyton assured him of Alan's
prudence. Immediately, the talk
drifted off into other topics. There was
something which keen cared Sally caught
about new mill. Mr.. Raimund had
heard that her father wanted TO build
new gin. He seemed to be offering to
lend him money. ''Why not, Dick"
he said quite eagerly, ''just as an in
vestment.
s'Wen, sir, - laughed the colonel;
''to tell you the truth I've just lifted the
last of my debts, and 1 want to have the
F,a 20,
while. -
Then their voices sank and Sally was
burdened in her conscience with a sudden
sense of responsibility to this new cousin
at whom Ally sat staring Is happy and
unconcernedly as if he had been q circus
show. OF which, indeed, it appeared
presently the whole establishment re-
minded Master Ally.
Cicil did the honors most courteously.
After their lemonade and cake he showed
them the car.
Sally tried to be enthusiastic, but
there was a cold dash in her sentiment.
Did Cecil live always in such luxury? She
thought of her own home, the stately old
mansion of the Seytons, which the last
Seytons had been far too poor to keep IN
its original pomp.
''And you go everywhere with your
father in this Carp she said, timldly,
still with the burden of politeness on her
mind.
''It's his car, - said Cecil carelessly.
'Oh, yes, we have friends, sometimes.
Sometimes mamma comes with her
friends. Then it's au awful nuisance.
The maids and all, you know. There are
q co uple of gentlemen with papa now,
but they went on down to Little Rock. -
He stopped short and grew little paler.
ooh, there's another tram coming -
shouted Alan, who was near window.
''It is to take our car said Cecil,
quietly; then he smiled bravely up at his
father IS look.
''My dear son, - said John Raimund,
''my dear boy and then he stopped
too, quite abruptly, it was almost as if
could such thing be possible-he, a
grown man, wanted to cry.
In minute, he began again. F'Cis,
you may not understand it, but it is
very hard thing for me not to take you
with me. Harder for me [ dare say,
than for you. After you come back from
this visit, am going to explain to you,
as well rs l can, why thought it best to
do this hard thing for both of US. In the
meanwhile can trust you to make it
easier for me by being patient?'
Cecil winked twice and his sensitive
face was screwed up into q queer little
frown of resolution, but presently he
forced a smile.
eyes, dad, you can, - said he firmly.
''Thank you. You re a gentleman,
Cis.' His father said it very low be-
cause the wagon wheels were grating
against the platform; nevertheless, the
words tingled through Cecil g heart, Civ
ing him a warm, happy feeling, which
would come for week s alter whenever
he recalled them.
[To BE Continued
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