The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-05-10

cinanng exhibit. he eturted for the porch.
walking with 4 stately, formal tread, as
he deemed becoming for man of his
means. just as he was about to take
his seat (which already almost seemed
thronehis eyes fell upon two figures
down at the gate opening into the lane,
the figures Of Lieschen and George, face
to face and both leaning on the gate.
Perhaps they were not kissing; but If
not they were at least close enough to-
gether to do so. Obeying his first inn
pulse, the old man strobe to them and
roughly broke in upon their tender com
munings with the stern proclamation:
Look here, now, got enough Of
that Don't let me have some more of
this foolishness. Lieschen, go in the
house.
why, Mr.. Kropff, what is the mat
terw exclaimed George in blank aston
ishnent.
.sThere is nothing the matter but your
schnoopln about here after Lieschen,
young man, retorted the farmer sewers
~, unit We stop that right now.a
ooh, fatherip cried the girl in an
agony Of apprehensive alarm, .swhat do
you mean? You know that George and
/ are engaged, and You gave your con-
sent, and I'm sure you can't have any
thing against him.
The old man was troubled, but the
sense Of what he as a capitalist owed to
society weighed heavily upon him. and
he steeled himself against the weakness
of mere affection.
against George as George I rot
nothing, my dear, he replied; .sbut it is
not proper that the daughter of mill
ionaire shall marry with a common
farmer yuost because be Is nice Teller.
viii make other arrangements for you,
my dear. You shall marry some big
man."
''But, father, George is big enough. I
don't want to marry anybody but
George"
Excuse me, Mr.. Kropff, " the young
man broke in, "but my farm is as good
as yours, and when you come to provide
for Jacob don't think that Lieschen's'--
THAT viii do, young man. I do not
gare for discussions. I viii have your
farm looked over, unit ven it suits me
will buy it.
1.-THE deuce you willf'
Sure. ! viii give you two hundred
dollars for option, unit then you got to
sell it to me ven wish it. That is
enough now. Go into the house, Liesch-
en-. Good night, Mr.. Stirling"
The girl, sobbing but obedient, went
to seek sympathy from her mother, and
George, after a vain attempt to make
the misguided old man listen to reason,
took his departure in very rebelious
and unenvlable state of mind, more than
half convinced that his prospective
father-in-law had suddenly gone crazy.
That hypothesis also suggested itself to
the mind Of Frau Kropf when she heard
Lieschen's story, and not little alarm
mingled with her anger at this unex-
pected opposition to her pet scheme
Lieschen's marriage to George, as she
had planned, would be a sufficient and
satisfactory provision for her, so that
pretty much every thing would eventu-
ally go to that bore poy Jacob" But
what might happen if the old man
should resily go crazy she could not
foresee. What business, she asked her
self, had the old fool 10 go and lose his
wits at time like this? And how did
he come to do SOP Was it through his
unwii1ingness to sell the farm? or his
realization OF that grand hotel and
mineral springs scheme that her brighter
intelligence had divinedS Would he
end by hanging himself, hike that man
in Schnorenberg? Decidedly, she would
have to give him good talking to.
As 'sall roads lead to Rome" SO all
Frau Kropdfs cogitations tended to that
end. Heinrich, whatever else might fail
him, could always be certain Of q good
talking tor
But knowing and caring naught OF
wirat she was preparing for him he, find
ing Mr.. Chipfand on the porch, slapped
hisshoulder in hearty familiarity and
announced:
Tomorrow morning, Goldbug, We viii
go unit see how the gold is in another
greek onsthe south half of the farm, vat
/ shall keep. / baet you it vas NOR
rich as the other enc.
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