The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-03-17
I'm BORROWED PLUMES. ,
How Mr.. Barker Appeased q Fa-
TIERS Wrath.

theirs Wrath.
"Charlie!" called young Mrs. Barker
through the bathroom door, here's a
letter from Tom. Shall open it?'
whats that" returned Mr.. Barker,
sitting bolt upright in the tub, with
cold, fresh water running from his
head, neck and shoulders.
"a letter from Denver Shall l open
it?"
Certainly, and read it to me, will
you? | 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. Ee found me reaftng
your last letter. Ma and he's coming east to-
morrow. guess he's loaded for bear, boy and
you'd better clear out Pop and ma mean biz,
tell you You'd think so if 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 a small way in
Pine street. Being fatty refused the
privilege of installing Miss Evelyn
Hanson in his bachelor apartments on
Twenty-third street, he had done so
without the old mans permission. He
had now to settle for this breach of
privilege with the old man himself No
wonder he felt little nervous
But all Evelyn's western blood was
up; all her western independence was
flashing in her eyes.
eff you're not quite scared to death,
Charlie" she said, perhaps you'll be
good enough to open your friends,
Mr.. Van Lith's, letter. see it's his writ
ing" and she handed him neat little
note on pink paper bearing the Van
Lith crest, a Dutchman on dyke.
with two demijohns full of schnapps,
rampant.
The young broker broke the seal. He
started up in minute, his face Won
derfully frightened, his eyes aglow
with excitement.
1.-THE luckiest thing that could have
possibly happened" he cried. ivan
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
month, and Van and l 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.
ooh, 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 l 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 1 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. Seer'
Evelyn nodded. go on" she cried,
encouragingly.
There isn't anything more to be
said, F." 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, OF
you'll do all the packing. You'd be
angry yourself if you'd lost such a
treasure. | am
She made little tempting mouth at
him across the breakfast table.
In half an hour the pair were in
cab on their way to Mr.. Van Lith's
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 as if the house was theirs,
Joe"
"A ten-dollar bill and whispered
conference with Joe soon let him into
the secret on what the young broker
joyfully informed his wife was a rock
bottom basis"
Old Mr. Hanscn's wrath had had
time to cool considerably on the Jour
ney from Denver 1t had flared IN
again when he had traced his runaway
daughter and her husband TO the I'M
pretentious downtown fat but being
informed by Ann, duly primed for the
occasion, that her master had made
large fortune in Wall street and had
taken a very handsome house in an
aristocratic quarter, his ire had much
abuted.
When did you make your pile?n
was Mr.. Hanson's first question.
oh, months ago, replied Barker
with horrible effrontery. "Yopr
daughter married me for love. I gave
her both love and money. That's the
way it should be. Let's go in to