The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-07-21

Study him as might. lay snares for his condolences as continually dii. all that could know of his inner life. save from its odd everyday expression. was that the ''hussey- y-mussey-fuzzey." the fudge e-budge-mudge" and the "ninhy- pinny-winny." to whose discomhture rather than Kirby Dorklin's inherent generosity I was ceaselessly command ed to attribute my fortune. present and perspective, were simply contemptuous terms for the, to him. omnipresent and intolerable "Tother One"
 And the "Tother One" I saw more and more clearly. must have been. a quarter of a century before. the real cause of the embitterment Of his life. and had become, in his disordered and prevented mind. an unbearable phan- tasm. standing to Kirby Dorklin as the source of every Ill to humankind. con- centrated in an emanating from the one word-Woman.
 It was an age of romance with me, and I immediately built a romance about Kirby Dorklln's "tother one" That strange contrariness in human nature, which affects the relations of men more than is generally allowed, also took possession of me.
 I treacherously built about the wo- man he had loved all manner of bright and gentle attributes, was even fool ish enough to resolve to ind her. If liv- ing, and make some sort of love to her myself; or,at least, some secret repar- ation for what felt must have been the grabbed old fellows injustice: and, though 1t is an unpleasant confession, I was actually determined, if my quest should prove successful and l ever came into possession of Kirby Dorklin's wealth, to divide 1t fairly with "Tother One" for what she had suffered lar more keenly than the one 1 conceived to be the author of both her own and Kirby Dorklin's embittered lives.
 In this mood and with these Quixotic resolves, announced to my uncle my purpose of brief tour, half in youthful and vagarious sentimentalism and half for Its direct bearing on my chosen vo- cation, among the cathedrals of Eng land; and insisted upon his accompany ing me.
 Lord! Nonsense! Bah" he in stantly retorted, reckoning startlingly. Tut, tut, tut! I'll cut you off, sir, first! After the ninny-pinny-winnies! After the hussey- y-mussey-fu That's what's in your head, sir! Bah! Tut, tut, tut! Never!'
 As I watched him puff and stamp and make vicious lunges at the furni- ture, felt that had already made un- expected progress in unlocking the mystery of the ""tother one" Youth is ever recklessly brave and I at once pitted my will against his.
 "I shall go tomorrow" I answered stolidly.
 No you won't; no you won't! Not a penny, you young rebel! How'll you go without money? Bah! he gurgled with cunning triumph.
 "Oh, I'll walk" I returned deter minedly.
 He looked at me excitedly for a mo- ment and his scraggy features con- torted hideously. He had never been opposed like this. At Ballarat he would have struck man down for less.
 We evidently do not understand one another, MT. Dorklin," I added with out quaver in my voice.
 If had said Kirby Dorklin," or Uncle Kirby" he would have stormed on indefinitely. But to him, as he con fessed to me years later, a seemingly immeasurable distance flashed upon him through ithe mere words "Mr. Dorklin," which startled him wofully, as he thought of the possible loss of all that on which his selfish though tender old heart was now so doggedly set.
 "Boy!-Tut, tut, tut!-You wouldn't throw away everything for a fools er- rand, would you? No, never!-Bah" he returned gloweringly and hoarsely, but with pathetic trace of whimper- ing in his voice.
 "Oh, no; but wouldn't be anybody's cur, for any sort of prospects, no more than yourself, sir!"
 His eyes closed tightly at this. His head sank and wavered strangely back and forth. He seemed to shrink and double into half his usual figure; and both his hands rested feebly and trem- blingly upon his stick. He remained so long a time like this that I became alarmed, and was about to step to his side. The move awakened him with a start.
 Cad, but there's mettle in him! He's like Ballarat gold-twenty-three and a half karats first assay! This bravely as if to some invisible audiences; and then wheedlingly:
 "Who said wouldn't go? Nobody Bah! Of course we'll go!-to some; to some of lem, Robertv'
 Thank you wholeheartedly," I re- piled with real feeling; for I saw how the old mans heart had been torn in the brief and sudden storm.
 In an instant more his frrascibility had reasserted itself.
 ''Damnationp' he shouted, jumping up and down and banging the floor with his stick in a petty frenzy. Mot all of 'em, mind you! Bah! If it's any, thing like all of 'em, I'll cut for Bal larat"
 well have'a glorious time, and you'll see England at its fairest again." I per sisted enthusiastically.
 'T hate cathedrals and all that's in 'em! Good time? Never!-Bahw he snorted savagely.
 And I'll make you love cathedrals and all that's in them for the rest of your happy life" urged glowingly.
 "Gad, you'll drive me mad sirw he roared as he tore away from our little parlor overlooking Covent Garden, and rushed in a rage to his own room.