The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1894-03-20

ths svisitor, complacently taking my fathers
outstretched hand, ''and glad to see you
hale and we'll, though, TO say the truth, a
wee thought ruffled about the comb, so to
speak. And this is my Cousin Janet, no
doubt" beaming upon my mother and ex-
tending his hand, II am glad to make your
acquaintance, cousin, and gratified to find
you well. Many time have thought of
you all; many timen-then spying me-
"Ah, whom have we here9 A familiar face
surely bod, as I'm living man my stage
companion, whose pretty wit aud lively
manners | found so entertaining on the
wretched journey hither. Well, well, this
is a pleasure TO he esure," grasping my hand
and nearly wringing it from the wrist
"Who could have thought of thisf But
the unexpected's aye happening Little
know we what a day or an hour may
bring forth. And 10 think that yesterday
we dunched each other in our daffin, never
dreaming we were Of the same blood.
Your looks tell me I'm right In taking you
for the heir Of Kilburnie. Home from col
lege likely. I've heard of ye from Peter
Faith, Peter says yer an unco scholar"
Its pleasure to me to welcome you ia
Kilburnie," interrupted my father And
it was wholly unexpected"
pleasures are aye sweetest when unex.
pected, cousin" returned Mr.. Clephane ur
banely. What's expected is discounted. en-
joyed before its time, so TO speak, like wind
raised by post obit. was in the country
side and could not leave without looking
in at Kilburnie. And I'm lucky in finding
you altogether, and doubly lucky in find
ing an old friend" turning his radiance
upon me, though, 20 say the truth, what
the minister called him escapes me-"
Andrew" said my mother
ITO be sure" said Mr.. Clephane. laugh
ing. my memory's no worth preen, as
Bobbie says / might have remembered
what Peter has so often told me. Father
he has said, there's not the like Of Andrew
Kilgour in our university. Mind you what
/ tell ye, he's born TO make his mark
But the fact is that old folks are so much
flashed VII the world, the flesh and the
devil their minds get slippery and lose
the grip o. things. hope the college days
are not over Andrew It's an auld saying
and true, stick to the school-the schule,
we said, in my hafiin days-and the school
will stick 10 you"
Its curious coincidence" said my ia
ther when the voluble Mr.. Clephane had
been induced to take a seat, that we
should just have been talking about a pro
fession for him."
"A very important matter. cousin" re
sponded Mr.. Clepbane, with deep gravity OF
tone and countenance. Then, assuming his
sprightliest manner aud looking at me,
he added. THE most important except
getting married. AYE make that ex-
oeption. Andrew. Faith. the lasses take
the lead, will we, mill we. Solomon with
all his wisdom couldn't resist them, and
when he failed who's likely TO succcedf
What's this the poet saysi There's nae po-
etry in law, cousin, and I'm clean forget
ting the warblings Of the mCse, but any
way he means that In camp or grove loves
supreme. A man meets his fate when he
meets his wife. Mind that, Andrew. But
about the profession, cousin-excuse my
depression into the realms OF sentiment and
romance. Lawyers go there but seldom,
and. truth TO tell, dinna feel over well at
home when they do make an excursion.
What's TO be Andrews profession, II it's q
fair question:"
There's difference on the point" an
swered my father. "I'm for the law par.-
ly because I remember your own prosperi
~, cousin. and he's-well, he's against II. !"
HIN, hap said Mr.. Clephane, sf:okina
us well nourisbcd chin Dear -, that's