The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-11-21

" It'll 4 bow the old man sat down.
Perhaps So" he SAID, but all Ell
uuette obtains, or should obtain, evel
here, and would not lutrtide upon on,
wishing to be alone.
1 ;ln alone. returned the young man
'!l"t because wisn to b.. bl; becaUs
N u whole cityfui O people am.
A stranger to Tie city them in
GElced the ola man.
Ies and no, was the reply, in tn,
.nnnne: q. o:ie proroundllg !. riddle g
am not Il stranger, for was Dorm here
am because ! have been continuously
absent tor the past eight years. | wake,
S4.e streets today without seeing face
| knew, and do not know where to 30 t;
find one formerly did know"
New York is 4 large city, and lill;
al large cities its face takes on a new
expression each year. You have but jus
returned them"
This morning."
| at is strange the more celebrated
| places did not attract you"
NJ stepped out Of my hotel near by fo,
the fresh air, and stroled hither under
the influence o. Il recollection of my boy
hood, almost infantile days"
For an instant only the old man peered
over his glasses sharply at his companion,
and then said:
81 am much attached to this house,
not because my habit leads me here
nightly. but because have been ia.
miliar with it ever since was a young
man."
The old man lifted his glass and
slipped his beer, apparently unconscious
that he had said anything to attract the
increased attention the young man gave
him.
even younger than you are now" he
continued. Lord! Lord! what dinners
have eater-what gay times have had
in this very room, A young friend Of
mine-we boarded in Chambers street
together in those days-bought this
house while it was yet building. and
when it was finished carried his sweet
young bride into it. And a great house
warming we had too. was opposed to
lt--'hat is, to the house: thought it too
fine for him to begin on; for you must
Know. young sir, there were few finer
houses in this city when this was built.
Vet he could afford it. Youn:, as Ia
was he was the head of a tlourish:ry
business. built up by his father, who
had died and left it to his only son, with
u number of old and experienced clerks
Yes, indeed. no house in this city stood
higher than that Of Dorison and Com
paNy."
As the old man INDUCED his re,ni.
Elsc"HtiaI vein. the younger kept his
dark eyes fixed upon him, and ut the
mention OF the name Of the iirn the color
crept slowly into his cheeks.
''lcs, there have been gay times in
this old house." continued the old man.
~ have seen the beauty and chiyalry OF
old New York gathered within these
walls, Sometimes when the weather is
tar venture ont to the park to see tho
ladies drive by. whom as young girls. in
all their bravery OF silks ana laces, |
have seen sweep up and down these
stairs. Happy times. indeed! was al
ways welcome here as the confidential
friend of the head of the house. and
love it in its degradation. have seen
sorrow and mourning here too. have
followed each one of Dor;son's children
through the door above to their graves
save the youngest. u boy. But the time |
came when this house was not tins |
enough for Dorison. and he moved into a |
b:ownstone front in Twenty-third, street.
There disaster fell upon him. His wife
lied and he was never the same man.
tie retired from busincss--a mistake, fo-
he time hung heavily on his hands. and
Re dropped His only interest was his
'nly son-only' child. in fact. | saw him
ia!ly 1t in town, but in those years, hav-
ny interests abroad. was away from
own great deal"
He interrupted himself to sip his beer.
lad he looked at the young man he
would have seen u most singular express
!on on his face: high color showing
hrongh his dUsly skin ;:nd eyes intense
md burning. The old man did not, for
e continued calmly:
'Corison and his son lived in this
inc house alone for some years Then
ne morning early a servant entering the
library found Dorison bent over the
able at work. Wondering at the early
Using OF his master he spoke. Receiv-
ng no answer he went mp to him. Dor
son was dead. He had died in the act
writing II letter. The most singular
hing OF 1t WIS that his executors found
hat he. whom we all supposed so rich,
I'D not a dollar. The very house he
we'd in was mortgasel to its full value"
The young man leaned forward. and
Intending his hand laid it upon the arm
the elder man. saying with great de-
sion:
You have purpose in telling ME this