Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1892-02-11
The frst day Of April was always a

The irst dsy Of April was always /.
great day for Tommy. On that day
the young scapegoat directed toward
the old gentleman all the mischievou.
designs. hitherto unknown to his laten,
energies. But, as Mr.. Brown couIc
hardly bring the might of the law t.
bear on the deviser of these subtle anc
EN- barrass ing tricks, he went on hi,
silent, irate way, hoping that the boy
would, sometime, grow away from his
annoying propensities.
Retaliation was the last thing to en-
ter Mr.. Browns mind, but to what
purpose it did, finally, take up It's
abiding-place with the uncertain-ten,'
pered old gentleman, we shall present,
ly see.
One bright morning in February
Mr.. Brown and hisnephew were seated
at 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 was busy with &
letter from his adored one.
II write this to you because dare
not say it," he read. II can never con
sent to become your wife against the
will of your uncle. Were it not fol
him, would gladly go to the ends o:
earth with YOU"
session of his soul and he broke out
calm enough without, but surgine
within:
"Uncle, when will you give us your
blessing?"
''Give you my blessing? What do 20,
mean, lad? Are you about to make
your old uncle happy by settling dow1
in life, as a young man should?"
Jed was not surprised at this, a.
at loss to understand why his uncle
was so anxious that he should marry
when he himself was bachelor.
Perhaps the hope of keeping hi:
nephew with him influenced the ole
gentleman in this desire, for he loved
the ungrateful Jed as, he assured him
self, 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
ly, so he put on cool front and re
piled: .-
1T is Miss Helen Dav-Davis, uu
cle."
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, whe1
at last he found words to utter his in
dignation. ''That chit! that" but his
emotions again overcame him and hi
retired to the library to recover him
SELF. dropping his newspaper under thu
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 called him into the Ii
brary, and although he at first ex-
postulated with his nephew-but to NJ
avail-he ended by disinheriting Jed
for evermore.
ITO make this doubly sure" he
added, his face ruddy with anger anc
his hands clinched on the arms of his
chair, Ito make this doubly sure, my
self shall marry"
Every we'll" 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 c
her of wanting his uncle's money, but
a moment later threw himself at hel
feet and implored her forgiveness
which, it is needless to add, wa:
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 OWL
marriage, and Jed fingered, hoping
that the old gentleman would relent
Not that he cared so much for tn.
property, for 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.
He. dropped into the huge leather
chair which always stood before thu
library table and, unconsciously, hi!
eye fell on a letter which lay open, S,
| that he took in its import before HI
knew it. =
DEAR MISS RoBIEs;'' it ran
,'.Will you consent to be my wife as 500
| as rossible? HIRAM BROWN"
This was certainly Short but, of Jed
knowledge of Miss Robins, he cam
! to; the conclusion on the instant that i
would seem sweet to her vision.
Poor old gentleman he muttered
'sHe. has always kept himself shut NJ