The morning news., 1892-02-21

GreenaWay. The day fell upon q Sunday.
The yeoman sat in an old-fashionsd, high
backed chair, after breakfast, over his
morning pipe and a copy Of the Weekly
County Journal. He was already attired
for church. except for coat and hat, and
these, brushed 20 their last nicely. lay on
the table beside him ready 20 his hand He
sat in the Sunday morning luxury OF shirt
sleeves, enjoying his pipe with the con-
sclousuess OF rest and leisure. not so deeply
interested In the story Of the preliminary
meeting Of the Hunt club, but that he could
lind an occasional eye for the sunlit garden
and an ear for the voices of the house. he
strayed restfully over the local intelligence,
until on a sudden the beading Of brief
paragraph started him into profound In
uerest
He read the paragraph twice over, and
then rising walked 70 the foot Of the stairs,
which led direct from the chamber to the
upper regions of the house.
''Ellice, my dear" he called, ''just come
down here a minute, will yous I've some
thing to show you.n
His wife's pleasant treble answered from
above, bidding him wait a minute. He
walked back to his chair, and sat smoking
rather solemnly, until his descended with
rustic OF Sunday silk.
why, George" she said, YOU'RE looking
as serious as a crow; what's the matterl"
ny 0cdAs olAA 0COi kC.
an odd bit OF news now. Listen to this: 1T
viii be within the memory of our readers
that somewhat less than two years ago we
published the news Of the melancholy dis
appearance of Mr.. John Hetheridge, a ma
tive Of Upnor, Of this county. We now
learn from the Australian journals that the
provisions of the unfortunate geutleman's
will have been completely carried into
effect. The whole Of his estate hes been
realized, and the proceeds, amounting to
more than quarter OF a million sterling,
are funded in the English per cents. for
the benefit of his infant daughter. A
stated sum has been set apart for alimonY,
but the bulk of this great fortune will be
allowed to accumulate until the Young
lady reaches the age Of IS. We learn that
the heiress is is in the charge of the Rev.
Jordan Farrell, NJ. A, the incumbent Of st.
Johns Church, Wellsted, Essex
why, George" said Mrs Redwood,
'thatll be an enormous fortune by the time
the child comes in for it."
"Yes,n George assented, ITS a lot Of
money. Poor Jack Hetheridge! he must
have had a rare eye for the main chance.
though great fortunes do seem to grow out
there like mushrooms. You might have
done better than you did, my dear"
30" said Mrs. Redwood. "As how.
Georges"
''You might have had that quarter Of a
million )" George answered, smiling seriously
up at her.
my dear lad,n his wife responded. shak
ing her pretty head with smile as serious
as his own, you've got your faults and I've
found 'em out by this time, but there isn't
another man in the world could have made
me as happy as have been. have never
wanted more money than we have had,
thank God. 1 can think kindly of poor
Hetheridge now. but never could abide to
nj Of ha baV,k ko Ia
never been sorry for my bargain, George"
Nor l for mine," said Redwood.
you're lot smarter than | am, for you've
found out my faults and I've never set an
eye on yours. That's your cunning In hid
ing 'em, doubtless, for being woman your
bound to be chock full Of failings, big and
little"
At that the wife laughed merrilv and
stopped to kiss him, and Just then the
church bells began to ring.
There, said Mrs. Redwood, smoothing
the locks her husbands caress had dis
orded, II shall have to do my hair again
and we shall be late for church. That's one
of your faults, George. You can never let
body kiss you without hugging like a
bear. wonder how often you brought my
back hair down before we got married, and
made me ashamed to look my mother in the
face. Go on with your pipe and paper. III
be back In gve minutes"
She ran merrily upstairs and her husband
shouldered his way into his coat, left his
newspaper on the table. and took his pipe
into the garden, where he wandered up and
| down with an eye for the ripening fruit
upon the trees. His thoughts were still with
his old rival, and more than once he mur-
INJURED to himself of poor old Jack Hether-
| ldge, Poor jack"
In due time Mrs. Redwood appearing
with his hat and gloves, took his pipe from
him, skinned into the house with it, and
returning gave a series of final touches to
his tie aud whiskers, turned him round for
inspection, pronounced him fit to be seen
for once In his life, and marshaled him Off
to church, quite as proud as she had been
on that eventful day seven years ago, and a
crest deal happier.
ITO BE Continued