Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-04-11

smiles and amiable looks. He was ad-
mitted into the fat. He never saw
the white shawl and he e saw the
kitchen, but he saw Maud in a becom-
ing summer silk, and he thought her
the prettiest girl in the world 1t was
dincult to say whether Maud recipro-
Gated his alteration. She elected from
the female relative that Mortimer had
a wealthy father, and $40 a month
salary Income" Mortimer always
called il. But she did not know that
his employer had once remarked that
he would give Mortimer double that
sum to keep out of the Office.
No one knew exactly whether they
were engaged or not. 1t was generally
supposed that that form of friendship
existed between them known as AN
understanding" s. called because no
BODY understands it, least of all the
parties most interested. This is con-
clusively proved by the fact that after
an understanding has been broken the
one who broke il says there was moth
ing TO break, which the other fatty de
MES, proving plainly that they did not
understand each other. whatever out
siders may have done.
1t was the evening after the day that
Aunt Mary saw Maud that Mortimer
was called 10 account His father, sit
ting enthroned like Rhadamanthus
under a priceless Monticello, called
'Nymphs Dancing'-which was one
great obscurity. with a few arms and
legs breaking through the darkness
| here and there in an aggravating man
ner-arraiCned Mortimer, and then de-
nounced him. Mortimer, at first star
tied. soon regaiued his calm, and stand
ing in an easy pose, n leg slightly in
advance Of the other. his right hand
caressing his mustache, listened ran
gully.
"Do you wish 10 marry this female
athlete asked the parent:
Il do. answered the son.
"You love herr
"Madly."
"Madly-on forty dollars a month";
ooh, mo- only like her on forty
dollars a month. Ilove her madly on
what you choose 70 give US
And suppose l don't choose 10 give
you anything
"Wen-under those circumstances, !
cease 10 love her
my SON" cried the father, and they
fell on each others necks.
Then Morimer's brothers came in
and they assisted him ont Of the room,
laid him on his little bed and put cold
comprises on his brain.
When he revived he rose and went
out 70 pay two visits. The iHt was &c
Aunt Mary, who received him with
proper melancholy. He ~upbraided hei
gently with having torn asunder two
loving hearts. She defended herself
adding. in support Of her conduct, thai
Maud's late father had kept a coneI
grocery. his habit as be lived havinl
been 70 sell molasses and sugar acros
the counter. At this Mortimers spiri
rose like a phenix from its ashes.
If a man said that 70 Inc ! woulC
knock him down. and he clencheC
his fist t-hreateningly.
well Mortimer, you don't want q
knock down your aunt, do your saiC
Aunt Mary, in some alarm.
The mountainous Mortimer fOrbOre
, No-he would spare her this time. Blu
|. in future-beware, Andhe strobe out
tanning his hat down over his ears.
He went 20 see Maud and 10 tell he
( that from h~enceforward they were tw,
' Ars-n.-H - wv-. aarnNA NTH hmF
single thought. that thought being IN
! impossibiity Of a matrimonial allianc
on Mortimer income" He had no
> heard Of his employers offer 20 doubl
his income If he stayed away, @
T. he might have awaited himself Of II
! Maud. like Jezebel, was '-tiring he
> head at an upper window when 81
Z saw the crown Of her Mortimer's ha
z making it. way toward her door. Hast
! " throwing a green tidy over he
shoulders, and holding it together a
! the neck with one lily hand she oPene
: her lattice, and leaning out she erie
: with piercing shrillness:
"Hullo. Mortyl"
Mortimer paused on the curbstOn
and glared up at the vision with n
flowing hair and the green tidy leal
l ing out Of the fourth story window.
u 'Hullo. Maud" said he gloomil!
{ 'the governors caught on
= Maud. leaning far out on her fOlde
arms, called down:
Il can't ask YOU 20 come up in
: now. 50 you'll have to tell me fro
= there. What does he sayE
He says he won't let me-
t 'Is that soY' said Maud ABSENT
= biting an end Of her loosened hal
That's too bad, isn't It'll What time
; it1 I'm going 70 the matinee, and II
y clocks stopped Won't he relentF'
= mo"
= lawfully sorry. Morty! What tin
= did you say it wasf'
y Ten minutes TO 2-what matin
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