Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-10-02


loft, as Lincolnshire did"
"Could you look up men in desperate
circumstances and take their last penny
in usury?"
SIS that his method?"
Certainly. And to crown all, could
you seduce your friend into a promising
job, make the trustful fool responsible
for the losses, and when they came
supply him means to pay them, receiv-
ing a ruinous mortgage as security?
This is what he has done to me. Do
any of these methods suit my son?"
asked the elder, with a gentleman's
scorn.
"Meanness and avarice are new to
me" the junior rejoined, with gentle
mans indignation. ''Can fortune so
made profit a manP"
"Billop will not enjoy it. He is dying
too. His heirs will take possession, as
mine retire"
Edwin could not think thus coolly Of
his fathers death. To check tears he
went on with his queries,
"He has heirs, then, our unenviable
successor"
lone child, heir or heiress; do not
remember which,"
Heir or heiress, hope the new ten
ant will keep the old place In order un-
til can win it back for you, father"
at cheers me greatly, my dear son, !"
said the father, with smile on his worn,
Responding face, ''to find that you are
not crushed by my avowal OF poverty. ="
The thought Of work eXhilarates
- -. A1ry
1--WE Brothertofts have always needed
the goad of necessity" said the senior
in apology for himself and his race.
"Now, then, necessity shall make us
acquainted with success. l will win 1t.
You shall share it,"
sin the spirit, not in the body. But
we will not speak of that. Where will
you seek your success-here or there?"
He pointed to Vandyck's group Of the
parliamentary colonel and his family.
The forefather looked kindly down
upon his descendants. Each OF them
closely resembled that mild, heroic gen.
tleman.
Here or in the land OF our ances-
tors?" the father continued "Your
generation has the choice. No other
will. These dull, deboshed Hanover
ians on the throne of England will
crowd US to revolution, as the Stuarts
did the mother country"
"Then Westchester may need Broth
ertoft, as Lincolnshire did" cries Edwin
ardently. His face flushed, his eye
kindled, it seemed as if the colonel, in
the vigor of youth, had stepped down
from the canvas.
His father was thrilled. A life could
not name itself wasted which had passed
to such son.
but let US not be visionary, my boy,
he went on more quietly and with weak
doubts of the wisdom OF enthusiasm.
England offers brilliant career to
one Of your figure, yOlr manners and
your talents. Our friends there do not
forget us, as you know, for all our CEN
tury OF rusticatlon here. When l am
gone and the manor is gone you will
not have one single tie Of property or
person in America"
II love England" said Edwin. Il
love Oxford. The history, romance
and the hope Of England are all packed
into that grand old casket Of learning,
but'-and he turned toward the por-
trait-'the colonel embarked us on the
continent. He would frown II we gave
up the great ship and took to the little
pinnace again"
Clearly the young gentleman was not
Anglicized.
The first mild winds of March melted
the snow from the old graveyard Of
Brothertoft manor on mount overlook
ing the river. There was but little
drift TO Scrape away from the vault door
when they came to lay Edwin Brother
toft, fourth of that name, by the side OF
his ancestors.