The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1892-12-24
I'm BORROWED PLUNIES. +"
How Mr.. Barker Appeased a Fa-
theirs Wrath.

''Charliep called young Mrs. Barker
through the bathroom door, there's
letter from Tom. Shall open it?"
whats that!" returned MIR. Barker,
sitting bolt upright in the tub, with
cold, fresh water running from his
head, neck and shoulders.
"a letter from Denver. Shall open
it?"
Certainly, and read it to me, will
you? l shan't be out for ten minutes"
Then the young woman, standing in
the passage outside, read as follows:
Pop is on to you two. He found me reading
your last letter. Ma and he's coming cast tc.
morrow. Iguess he's loaded for bear, boy. and
you'd better clear out Pop and ma mean biz,
tell you. You'd think so II you'd seen the
spanking got. Yours ever, TOM.
Charlie Barker had consulted Mr.
Hanson, it is true. Questioned closely
as to his means, he had had to own that
he was only broker in small way in
Pine street. Being fatty refused tho
privilege of installing Miss Evelyn
Hanson in his bachelor apartments on
Twenty-third street, he had done so
without the old mans permission. Ho
had now to settle for this breach of
Will Vic CAO luAu llllilScll. NO
wonder he felt little nervous.
But all Evelyn's western blood was
up; all her western independence was
flashing in her eyes
''lf you're not quito scared to death,
Charlie, she said, perhaps you'll DO
good enough to open your friends,
Mr.. Van Lith's, letter. see it's his writ
ing," and she handed him neat little
mote on pink paper bearing the Van
Lith crest, a Dutchman on n dyke,
with two demijohns full of schnapps,
rampant
The young broker broke the seal. He
lstarted up in n minute, his face won.
dcrfully frightened, his eyes aglow
with excitement.
''The lucl1iest thing that could have
possibly happened" he cried. Van
Lith's going down to Newport; places
his house at our disposal; servants,
horses, everything. Liberal? Well, l
should say. But he's going away for n
month, and Van and were at Yale
together, and-upon my word. he's the
best fellow in the world"
But Evelyn didn't seem to share his
enthusiasm.
''Oh, you don't see it yet. Look here,
I'll explain. We move into the house.
Your father arrives. We've made a
lucky scoop in Wall street. l didn't tell
you because 1 wanted to test your af
lection and all that sort of thing. The
old man is angry, of course. but soon
forgives US when he discovers | am
wealthy. Then we entertain him roy
ally, and when he's really found out
what an excellent fellow am then we
confess. God bless you, my children,
and it's all right. Seev'
Evelyn nodded. Go on" she cried,
encouragingly.
'"lhcre isn't anything more to be
said" answered Mr.. Barker. Actions
what we want. It's half-past ten now
The tyrant of Denver will be here in
side of an hour We must pack and
clear out at once"
You stop calling pepper names, o,
you'll do all the packing. You'd be
angry yourself if you'd lost such {;
treasure. | am"
She made little tempting mouth al
him across the breakfast table.
In half an hour the pair were in ;
cab on their way to Mr.. Van Lith'.
house. Ann remained behind to care
for the fat.
Van Lith's old colored butler stood
at the door to receive them and follow
his masters Instructions: Treat
them just rs if the house was theirs
Joe"
a ten-dollar bill and whispered
conference with Joe soon let him into
ithe secret on what the young broker
;joyfully informed his wife was crock
bottom basis"
Old Mr.. Hanson's wrath had had
time to cool considerably on the jour
ncy from Denver. 1t had Jared ur
again when he had traced his runaway
daughter and her husband to the un
,pretentious downtown fiat, but being
Informed by Ann, duly primed for the
occasion, that her master had made
a large fortune in Wall street and had
taken very handsome house in ar
.nristocratic quarter, his ire had much
abated.
when did you make your pile2'
was Mr.. Hanson's first question.
''Oh, months ago." replied Barker,
with horrible effrontery. "Your
daughter married me for love- gave
her both love and money. That's the
way it should be. Let's go in to