Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1891-01-15
MechamcspwnA Frederick County, Maryland Thursday EnV 15 89l
mt Paulina looked like a thunder


Jolly fellow, Gordon. And that
isn't all of him. He's elever-that is
the new word, amt it: Smart is what
i mean. First class business fellow, but
he goes deeper. He's what you might
call literary. Unsuitable reader-up to
everything. Even published an article
once. You knowel he ranched 1t for u
year, for fun, and he wrote it up for the
Arctic Monthly, and it made rather a
sensation. Cleyer fellow "
Aunt Paulina raised her lowering
brow, with cough. Literary qualities
had always been admired in her family.
Her grandfather had been minister.
well, he ought to be, I suppose,
said Mr.. Lamb, rehcctlvely. He was
graduated at Yale, and haa Il year or
two at Heidelburg afterward. Travelled
all over Europe and took everything H..
You We noticed how we'll informed he is
about all sorts of things, Mrs. Field !:
Astonishlngly.
'Um- m 7 said Aunt Paulina, clearing
her throat.
'Hc'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 Eng
land, and the income is pretty big. 1t
was fine business when his father died,
but Gordon has built it up wonderfully.
He owns good property there III Boston
too. Well, suppose Gordon is worth
seventy five thousand anyhow.
How much ?" said Aunt Faulina.
About seventy-tive. The Gordons
have been rich family since the flood,
| reckon. Good old family the Boston
Goruons. He's Higgins on his mother s
side. She was Philadelphia Higgins.
Let's see-youre from Philadelphia,
Mrs. Field "
4 am, said Paulina, agitatedly.
She was, and knew the Hlggnses to
be blue blood I'd, exclusive and ire
proachable.
Wei, here I'm blowing about him
like house afre. But there's ample
excuse for it. Miss Taylor-excuse me;
| In rough old customer-but if things
do come out all right, accept nay cou
gratulations. Hes the finest fellow in
the country.
Silence for a moment, which the rat
tie of Mr.. Lambs paper-he was fan.
nlng Aunt PauIina-alone disturbed.
Aunt pauina looked fixedly into
space.
There he is now I said Mr.. Lamb, at
footsteps outside. Here you are
Don't care bit about going in with me
do you? Well, it is hot. Guess I'll
have to let you off.
John Gordon bowed low to Aunt
Paullna, and smiIingly to Marion, and
sat down beside her. He had a red-and
white cap now, and " red sash instead
of the black one and he looked hand
somer tnan ever. But he looked aston.
i$hed and alarmed.
Where are you going, he sald to
Marion, anxlously.
TO Ripley, she answered, her eyes
lowered.
Ripley Goodness, is that where ?
Mr.. Lamb cried. Not tor good, Mrs.
Field? Why, typhoid fever has broken
out there within day or two. and
there's six cases already. It's lower
land than It's here, you know, and
there's standing water back Of the viii
lage.
Its malignant form Of it, | under.
stand, Mrs. Field, said Mr.. Gordon,
mildly.
Ripley! What have you got to g
| for? Mr.. Lamb demanded. What S
the matter with the Beach ? It's ,ol-
lier place any time; ann now. with
typhoid fever up there-Why, this
mornings paper SAID everybody leav-
ing the place !!
Mercy, Aunt Paulina" Marion muir.
mureu the corners of her mouth We're
twitching.
MY train !! SAID Mr.. Lamb, getting
to his stout legs with no small effort
We'll, I haven't the heart to drag you
along, Gordon. It's too warm; and
there's another consideration--a more
powerful one-I doubt whether you d
90 if I wanted yon to- said Mr.. Lamb,
with rumbling laugh, and made the
laborious bow Of fat man and boarded
his train alone.
Surely, Mrs. Field, said John Cor
don, turning his honest, bright eyes
upon her, you are not going to Ripley :?
You wouldn't think OF such a thing :