The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1893-04-02

"YOu must excuse her, Mr.. Balfour,"
saws James More. ''She has no delicacy."
~ am not here to discuss that with
you," said l. "but to be quit of you. And
to that end must talk of your position.
Now, Mr.. Drummond. have kept the run
of your affairs more closely than you bar
gained for. I know you had money of
your own when you were borrowing mine.
know you have had more since you were
here in Leyden, though you concealed it
even from your daughter"
II bid you beware. will stand no moro
batting" he broke out. Il am sick of her
and of you. What kind of q damned trade
is this to be q parent! have had ex-
pressions used to me There he broke
of. ''Sir. this is the heart of soldier and
parent" he went on again, laying his
hand on his bosom, Outraged in both
characters-and bid you beware"
''If you would have let me finish" says
l. you would have found spoke for your
advantage"
"My dear friend" he cried, II knew
might have relied upon the generosity of
your character"
Man will you let me speak ?" said l.
1.-THE fact is that cannot win to find out
that your means, as they are mysterious
in their source, SO they are something in
sufficient in amount. and do not choose
your daughter to be lacking. If burst
speak to herself you may be certain
would never dream of trusting it to you !;
because know you like the back Of my
hand. and all your clustering talk is that
much wind to me. However, believe in
your way you do still care something for
your daughter, after all and l must Just
be doing with that ground of confidence,
such as it is"
Whereupon arranged with him that he
was to communicate with me as to his
har ~. D
consideration Of which was to serve him
q small stipend.
lie heard the business out with a great
deal OF eagerness and when it was done,
my dear fellow, my dear son." he cried
out, this is more like yourself than any
OF it yet! will serve you with a soldiers
LET me hear no more of Il" saws l.
you have got me to that pitch that the
bare name of soldier rises on my stomach,
Our traffic is settled; l am now going forth
and will return in one-half hour, when
expect to find my chambers purged of
you"
gave them good measure Of time; it
was my one fear that might see Catriona
again, because tears and weakness were
ready in my heart. and l cherished my
anger like piece of dignity. Perhaps an
hour went by: the sun had gone down, a
little wisp OF new moon was following it
across scarlet sunset; already there were
stars in the east. and in my chambers,
when at last entered them, the night lay
blue. lit taper and reviewed the roomr !;
III the hrst. there remained nothing SO
much as to awake memory of those who
were gone; but in the second, in a corner
OF tioor. ! sped little heap that brought
my heart into my mouth. She had left
behind at her departure all that ever she
had of me. 1t was the blow that felt
ho lur
and fell upon that Pile of clothing and
behaved myself more foolish than | care
TO tell of.
Late in the night. IN a strict frost and
my teeth chattering. l came again BY some
portion of my manhood AID considered
with myself. The sight of THESE poor frocks
and ribbons ana her shifts and the clock ed
stockings was not 10 be endured; and If I
were to recover any consistency of mind l
saw l must be rid of them ere the morning.
IL was NV first thought to have made a
fire and burned them. but my disposition
has always been opposed to wastery for
one thing, and for another TO have burned
these things that she had worn so close
upon her body seemed iii the nature of q
cruelty. There was corner cupboard in
that chamber; there | determined 10 be-
stow them. The which did and made it
a long business, folding them with very
little skill indeed. but the more care, and
sometimes dropping them with NV tears.
All the heart was gone out of me-
was weary as though l had run
miles. and sore like one beaten; when,
"a / was folding a kerchief that
she wore often at her neck, | observed
there was corner neatly cut from il. 1t
vas kerehief of very pretty hue, on
which had frequently remarked; and
once that she had il on | remembered tell.
ing her thy way Of banter) that she wore
Srin ns
and ike tide of sweetness in my bosom
ana The next moment | was plunged back
In fresh AIR. For there was the cor.
ner crutnp.ed in knot and cast down by
Itself In another part OF the door.
but when l argued With myself / grew
more hopeful. She had cut that corner
Gil IN some childish freak that Was mani