The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1892-02-11

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great day for Tommy. On that day
the yQpnE .scapegoat directed toward
the old gentleman al the mischievoua
designs hitherto unknown to his latent
lseusrgies But, as@Mr Browns "a
Ehaqaly bring the 1T of pthe law TO
h6r on the deviSet ofthesA, subtle md
& enbarrass ing tfislks, ah1 ;lsent on his
silent, irate way, hoping that the .hav
would, sometime, grow away from HIS
annoying propensities.
Reta1iation was the last thing to en-
ter Mr.. Browns mind, but to what
purpose it dido fnallY,s take up it's
abiding-place with the uncertain.tem.
pered5 old gentleman, we shall present
~ see.
One bright morning in February,
NraBrDwn md hisuepts& sWeSe seated
st breakfast in the cozy morning room,
which was not the least pleasant fea-
ture Of their luxurious home. the uncle
perusing the morning paper, while his
handsome nephew Yas>' busy with a
letter from his adored One.
write this to you because 1 dare
not say it," he read. II can never con,
sent to become your wife against the
wilEof youi uncle. We're IL not 1or
hian.1 would. eladly q I'D tie |sndssot
earth with YOU" -:
AS Jed read on. couragetook pos
session of his soul and he broke out,
calm enough without but surging
within: snss-
b "U,elssvhss vii you give us your
E9leSSlugy. 80:
give you my Blessing? What do you
mean, lad? Are you about to make
tFyour old uncle happy by settling down
in life, as a young man should?"
Jed was not surprised at this, a.
though he had, always been somewhat
at loss to understand. why his uncle
was 50 anxious that he should marry,
when he himself was bachelor.
s. Perhaps the hope of keeping his
nephew with III it'll in uenced the old
I'D ntleman in: this desire. for, he loved
the .uugrateful Jed as, he assured him
sell, he might have loved his own son.
, Who is the fortunate young lady?''
he bethought himself to ask, after the
FIRST flush of his happiness was over.
! Jed grew red and white by turns,
but he had resolved to face it out bold
", so he put on a cool front and re-
piled: $50.
5 1T siss Miss Helen Dav-Davis, uu-
f. To say that the old gentleman turned
purple in his rage would not be putting
it too strongly; indeed, Jed rushed for
ward in some alarm, fearing that apo
! plexy had attacked his dearly beloved
uncle.
20, uncle - he began, but Mr..
Brown waved him away.
Don't spe ak to me!' he cried, when
at last he found words to utter his in
dignation. "That chit! that" but his
emotions again overcame him and he
retired to the library to recover him
sell, dropping his newspaper under, the
table and his spectacles in the hall.
Its all up with me now!'' thought
Jed, and indeed it was, for that even
ing his, uncle gcalledszhim into the IL
brary, and although he at first ex-
postufated with his nephew-but to no
avail-he ended by disinheriting Jed
for evermore.
ITO make this .doubly sura" he
added, his face ruddy with anger and
his hands clinched on the arms of his
chair, to make this doubly sure, l my:
self shall marry!"
| livery well!' answered Jed, coolly,
and left, him without another word.
Jed went straight to Helen and told
her all. When she still refused to be-
come Mrs. Jedediah Brown, he accuse d
her of wanting his uncle's money, but
moment later threw himself at her
feet and implored her forgiveness,
which, it is needless to add, was
granted.
On the morning of the fourteenth of
February Jed strolled into the library,
for his uncle had deferred the day of
his nephew's departure until his own
marriage, and Jed fingered, hoping
that the old gentleman would relent
Not that he cared SO much for the
property,sfor he was a strong, manly
young fellow and felt, with the conf
dencc Of youth, that he could easily
earn enough for two; but he loved his
uncle too dearly to wish to part from
him in anger #g
lie dropped into the huge leather
| chair which always stood before the
library table and, unconsciously, his
eye fell on a letter which lay open, so
that he took in its import before he
Ekne W II. a. s. A
| DEAR MISS RoBINs;" it ran
Twill you consent to be my wife as soon
as POSSIBLE? HIRAM BROWN
This was certainly short, but, of Jed's
knowledge of Miss Robins, he came
| to the conclusion on the instant that it
| would seem sweet to her vision.
poor old geutlemanr' he muttered.
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