Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1892-06-17

had been entirely disappointed and de-
ceiyed In Peter; and, worse still, In Dora,
and that he never wished to see either of
them again. Mr.. Pottles shook him by
the hand and forgave him.
Adrian passed a wretched week. In
several newspapers be saw it openly stated
that Peter now admitted he was the au-
thor of ''To Lalage." Peter wrote that
the ESQ was most convenient, and that
he had most charming letter from Dora,
and that all the literary. world was pay
ing him most fla teriDg attentions.
Adrian ground his teeth, but he had
to write back thanking Peter for bis kind
nese.
! Meanwhile Mr. PottIes grew restless.
Every paper he took up was full Of the
praises of ITO Lalage." The author was
becoming famous, and Mr.. Pottles began
to doubt whether he had done well to
drive him forth with contumeiy.
Adrian" he said suddenly one morn
ing. Il don't know that / did JUS
tice to young Allison. | shall have an
other look at that book. | shall order it at
Smiths"
T-I happen to have copy said
Adrian timidiy.
''Get it," said Mr.. PottIes. Mt. Pottles
read it-frst with deep frown, then with
judicial air, then with a smile, lastly
with chuckle.
"Ask him to dinner, - he said. "Oh, and,
Adrian, we'll have the Cnattertons. wish
you could do something to get your name
up, my boy
"You like it, uncle?"
eye, and l like the manly way he
owned to it. If he had prevaricated about
it d never would have forgiven him.
After this Adrian did not dare to con-
fess. 1t was too bad. Here were both
his uncle and Dora admiring Peter for his
poems and crediting Peter with candor
and courage. He was to lose both fame
and Dora! 1t was certainly too much. A
sudden thought struck him. He went 10
town, called ON Peter, and, as the police
reports say, "made communication" to
him.
at makes me icok like a scoundrel?"
objected Peter.
Two hundred at six months" sug-
gested Adrian
'And she is a rice girl - No, I'm
dagL ed"
"a monkey at three!" cried Adrian
"Doue' said Peter
1t was sad tale Of depravity on one
side and OF self-sacrifcing friendship on
the other that Mr.. Pottles and Dora Chat
ter listened t - that evening.
''He had made" said Adrian sadly, ''a
deliberate attempt to rob me Of my fame
before, and he repeated it. And yet
uncle, and old friend-boyhood' compan-
ion-how could | betray him? It was
weak, but | could not. | stood by and
let him deceive you.
you're noble fello v, said Mr.. Pot
ties in tones of emotion
Indeed, yes" said Dora, with an
adorinP glance.
There, let US say no more about it,
pursued Adrian magnamiously. |
have my reward" and he returned
Dora's glance behind Mr.. Politics. broad
back.
The mex time he met Peter he said:
81 am really immensely indebted to
you, old fellow My uncle has come down
handsome, and if the monkey now would
be cow
"Yeo!' said Peter. He took it in crisp
notes and carefully pocketed them.
"And is Miss Dora kind?' he asked.
'She's au angel"
And you are generally prosperous?'
Thanks to you, my dear old friend -
Then, said Peter, producing a piece
of paper from his pockets, you might
persuade your publishers to Withdraw this
heastly thing" 1t was writ, and it
claimed an injunction to restrain Peter
from claiming the an rship Of ITO
Lalage."
Then you've been publicly claiming
it?"
81 had to keep up the illusion, Adrian
Do me justice "
''But, said Adrian, how, Peter, does it
happen that the writ is dated one day be-
fore we went to Clapham?"
He paused. Peter grinned uneasily. A
light broke in on Adrian.
why he exclaimed, syou're the vii
lain who"
Exactly. Wonderfully provident of
me, wasn't it? What, you re not going?"
Never let me see your face again!"
said Adrian. Il have done with YOU
He rushed out. Peter whistled gently
and said to himself: "Not bad deal.
He must stop the action or the old man
will twig."
Then he whistled again and added
Glad | got it in notes. He'd have
stopped check"
A third time he whistled and chuckled
and said: Now wonder if old Adrian
will make $50 out of it! Not bad deal,
Peter, my boy. st. James Budget