Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-10-22
THE GOOD FOR NOTHING.

Richards main fault is that he's
just good ( = nothing" and Josiah
Broadbent tipped the ashes out of his
pipe in a very Responding way.
Il don't believe that Josiah. Ma
ture does not put such a grand dome
over a fine face for nothing Richard
has not had a fair trial that's all there
is about it,"
The subject Of this conversation sat
at an open window at the other end Of
the long parlors. and as the two older
men looked toward him be raised his
eyes from the book in his hand to fol
low the upward flight of a white winged
flock Of pigeons. Rational full. deep
set eyes and a bright, keen face, sur
rounded by soft, light curly hair.
Most people would have looked at such
a face in a man with dim doubts and
f~orebodings His father did. Richard
was a stray soul in a stray body in that
plain, matter OF fact family. None of
the Broadbents had ever been the least
Like him. Heomen, wool staplers. spin
ners and weavers. great hard headed.
hard listed Yorkshiremen. what kin TO
them was this bright, clever youth.
who looked like a knight just stepped
out Of a fairy book2
At first Richards love Of learning
had rather amused his household. Old
Josiah was not averse to seeing bis son
carry of all the honors Of the school
and when people spoke OF the lads at
tainment and Of the promising career
before him he thought. Of course. they
meant that Richard would greatly in
crease the business Of B~roadbent &
Sons, and perhaps in the end get into
parliament.
But Richard showed no disposition
for business, and after a year Of fruit
less and -aggrayating efforts 70 lind
something he could do in the works
the trial had been abandoned His
elder brothers. Stephen and Mark, were
very fond Of this lad. who was ten
years younger than either of them, and
whose beauty and bright ways had
been their pride for twenty years. In
deed, Richards mother dying at his
birth, these big brothers had adopted
little Dick" with all their hearts. and
when he complained hat the smell and
noise ofthe works made him i'll, Stephen
had spoken very decidedly t. his father
about forcing thetrial further.
There's plenty o brass i Leeds
bank TO keep him, father. an Mark an
] can well fend for ounsel's. Let the
lad be. He's none like u.s."
And, Josiah, having also a tender
spot in his heart for his youngest u.
had sighed, and then left Richard very
much to his own devices. But even
now and then he wanted his grumble
about the lads shiftless. good for moth
ing ways, and this night he had had it
10 his chief friend. the Rev. Samue
Sorley, rector of his parish.
Mr.. Sorley knew Richard better than
either his father or brothers, and he
,-ns glad the subject had been opened.
Josiah" he said, gravely, tell
Stephen and Mark that | want Rich
ard for four years. You can give him
a thousand pounds, or not, just as you
trust me, but at the end of that time /
think III prove Richard Broadbent no
fool"
What wilt thou do wi him, Sam
uel2 Send him to Oxfordf'
Thou must ask no questions, Jo-
siah; III have the lad entirely at my
own disposal"
Then the two men looked toward
Richard again, but he had left his seat
and was strolling of toward SaurhaIn
park They walked to the window
and watched him, and his father lifted
the book he had laid down. and with a
mixture Of contempt and indignation
threw il aside.
At this moment Stephen Broadbent
entered the room and said angrily:
Father, Dick IL of "a Saurham
wood again. Pm willing enou' to let
Dick play the fool + our house, but
dang me If he shall NEEDLE & &
squire'sT }
What does you mean, Stephen ~