Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-06-24
"Oh, you dreadful person. 70 away"

"Oh, you dreadful person. go away!''
Come, it's a bargain, ehY'' Here the tramp
advanced suddenly. "You gives me a bus, and
gives you box. Ho. no! Gomez
hard to escape him. "Help! Help she cried,
now rather alarmed. Suddenly the major en-
tered.
You rascal. how dare you.''
| "Oid Ihruppenny back again! Always turn
ing up when yer not wanted. Who are you
calling rascal of? Is it me?" and he adj
Vanced on him in a very threatening way.
But Miss Lucy interposed. "Oh, you'll only
offend him. No, no; don't interfere. Pray go;
60 away. away, Major Blenkinsop."
Dye hear her? Go away. stoopid! Wot
DIS ness have you between me and my young
CONAN. when she and me is talkin' private?
Bowed if don't turn you out myself. Come,
out you 60. Stingy."
But Lucy again interposed. "No, no; he's
| not worth your notice"
''Yer right, my duck O. diamonds. Idespises
him! Fancy rich bloke like i'm, miss. doin'
pore man with thruppenny bit. Ugh! He
| turns me sick, he does"
"Oh, major. this be true? I'm astonished
| to hear this of YOU"
''Are We goin' bout. or dive want to be put
houtI" roared the tramp, tucking up his wrists.
'Do, please CO." said Lucy; " l am speaking
confidentially to this gentleman
The poor major said as he retired reluctantly:
''Well, OF all the incomprehensible things 1
ever heard. Your treatment of me, Miss Part
ridge. is most extraordinary. but have your
aunt 8 consent and your encouragement 80 |
shall persevere. l wish some one would come"
When he was gone the tramp took a roar Of
laughter.
"And dye tell me that the old bloke is ac-
tually maxim up to yer? Why. he might be yer
great grandfather. my dear'
How did you find that out Really, you
must be very clever, Mr.. Mogg! Yes. it's true.
And mamma wants me to marry him."
u tell yer, yer shan't! Iwon't ave it! All,
you've a fancy man OF yer own at this minute,
eh? Yes, yer ave. and knows who he is, too
Fancy man? Who is that?'
"Ah, go long-tother chap-the good-lookin'
young Teller. Don't see with harf an eye; the
old CONAN backs the old chap-rich cove-'and-
some young chap that aim got brass farden.
you backs i'm. I'm right, eh?" added the saga
cious tramp.
You are really most extraordinary person.
But what am l to do? You can tell me-"
MY dear, I'll tell yer; all mamma wants is
coaxing; that's the way to do it. Bless yer, all
women want this and like it! Why. tell you
this, she's looking out for fancy man for her
self at this moment
"Oh, absurd. Mamma is too old for thatr'
"Jist the reason. The older the absurderer. r."
"Indeed, begin to suspect you're right.
She was rather disappointed when the major
came to her about me. If we could only per-
| suade her-it--"
"Leave her to me, my DEAR" said the tramp,
confidently; III talk to her; I've way of my
own with the sect. Why, bless We, there was
Polly Jacks, a fine red-faced girl, and Sally
Jones, who was rather in your way. my dear,
little white and pasty--"
Lucy did not care for these revelations and
interrupted him.
ayes, yes, know. I'll send her out, and
who knows, you are so very clever. Dear Mr..
Mogg, you will do your best
Mr. MOpo kiased his ba nd altar har
Leave 1t to me, my pootv! I'll deal with
the old lady: blowed if don't think that young
CONAN herself has taken a liking to me. Hillo.
who's this now?"
softly and Lady Partridge, almost blue with
cold. tottered in.
''Oh, sir, you the kind gentleman my
niece told me of-Mr. Mogg. isn't it?''
Quite right, mum. Let me interdoose my
self,Mr James Mogg. And you're the lady
II am, indeed, dying. All. 1 see you see that!
Oh. Mr.. Mogg. l am a wretched woman. But
where's Major Blenkinsop? Even he has de-
serted me!'
mo, no, mum! Cheer up. mum, we'll cure
you. He'll come back, mum. Amt he u nice
interesting man? Bless yer, never saw a man
in such state; ne was a erwin and wringin' his
ans over yer sufferins. 'Mogg says he to me,
my DEAR good Mogg, that woman's the very
fust of her sect. l loves her. Unless / gets
her says he, 'Mogg, I'll Just drop down and
| die"
Here Lady Partridge jumped up briskly in
great excitement. did he say that2 Oh, the
dear, dear maj or."
See here, mum. Listen to me. This here
| suffering Of yours is all along o being widder
My sperience in life is that there should be no
widders at all. They're as helpless as babies.
| Cos to purtect UNI? want to know; 'oo's to
nuss um and fondle 'um? And when l see
fine CONAN afore me that's 'ad all the young
| E1ll- y
| prosecuted in this way my blood biles that
won't put up with it. there He must and he
shall come for'ard. that major OF yours"
Calm yourself. my good Mr. Mogg," said
the lady, much pleased. "A most intelligent
person. this. But tell me all about it again
What was II you were saying about the dear
major?"
Leave it to me, mum. I'll bring him to the
scratch. Never fear. mum, eh? knows fine
CONAN when l sees her. eh?''
Now, Mr.. Mogg. really
Here the door had opened softly, and Charles
and Lucy we're listening.
''Now attend to me- mum. / say the fust
pint is to clear the young folks well out Of yer
| way"
"But how?'
EVERY 'ow. Give the young un her fancy
man. Marry EN- off, num-"
"What, to that pauper? Oh. nonsenser'
Must be done, mum. or you may whistle for
your major. Come, mum, give the word. and
I'll so arter him and settle the business in a
| trice.''
"Well, you are most extraordinary person.
You seem to have been in diplomacy. and l
| suppose you must have your way"
90 course, must. Though don't harf like
anding over fine CONAN like you, mum, to
| that ere old bloke."
| At this point Charles and Lucy rushed for
| ward in delight.
"Oh, mamma" she said, 1--WE have heard it
ALL We couldn't help hearing it. And you have
made us both 80 happy"
"Ah but that dear major, how happy it will
make him.
And how good of you; wasn't it, Charles?
With all you have suffered from the cold, and
everything
"Oh have forgotten all that now. but
where the interests OF my family are concerned
l am ready for any sacrifice. But am afraid
it is rather foolish; marriage is a serious
thing"
':Not when you're used to it. NV dear Lady
Partridge, you have made me the happiest of
men," e
Here Jenny returned with the major in his
custody.
"Oh what utter nonsense.'' said the latter.
you're madl'
II tell yer it's all settled. and there's to be no
| bones about it'
''Of course. it's all settled, my dear SIR" said