Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-11-08

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Gilbert went up to London an hour
after tho race with his pot Of money
or, at any rate, some portion Of it, in
his pocket. The rest would be paid up
at Tattersalls in due course, He had
eaten nothing that day, having been
too anxious about the result Of the
race to cat any breakfast, and too much
elated by his triumph to eat any din
ner He had, therefore, been com
PEELED TO sustain nature upon brandy
and soda, which Is not exactly soda
tive for q man of hot temper. He
talked about Goblin and his own clev-
erness in getting hold Of Goblin all the
way up TO London, and arrived ut
ShOreditch with his pulse galloping
and his blood at fever heat,
I'm not going to let that beggar
have Davenant now, he said to MIN
self. "This race brings me in some
thing like twenty thou, and shall pot
as much more over the Derby"
He called hanson, and told the man
to drive TO Bloomsbury square, intend
ing TO honor Mr.. Wyatt, otherwise
that beggar,' with call. The cab
ratified through the gr.my city streets.
all shining in the setting sun, which
was fadiug redly on the westward fac
ing windows Of the grave old square
when Gilbert alighted ut Mr.. Wyatt's
door
l was fine oil house which the Sc
licitor occupied, one Of the Oldest and
largest in the square, and there had
heen no attempt to distigure q house
"a, Ia s.L C4nn1a hi
my have hobnobbed over the mid
night bottle with such modern inn
provements as stucco without and gas
within.
A res e,table-looking man-seryant
out Of livery admitted Mr., Sinclair n
To a square hall, oak-paneled and paved
with black and white marble. The
doors were oak, deeply set in the solid
old walls, the architrales handsome
enough for a modern palace. An old
fashioned Gil lamp had just been light.
ed, and shed yellow sickly light on
some OF the pane,s, viii G others re-
tlected the crimson glow in the we st, as
il they had been splashed with blood.
Your master at home?' asked Gil
lcrt
Npj blls liz lluo Iliou ulICls Dlull
/ show you into the dining-rocm?"
"Ycs, and you can bring me som =
thing to eat, Staples, replied Gilbert,
who was quite ut home at the solicit
tor Louise.
He went into the dining-rOom with
cut giving the man time to announce
him, James Wyatt sat in a Longing
attitude facing the western sum- with u
clarot Jug and an untouched dessert be-
tore him ON the small oval table That
snug oval table of pollard oak had
superseded the ponderous old mahOg-
any twenty-five feet by six, at which
Mr.. Wyatt's father and grandfather
hal been won't to entertain thor
friends. James Wyatt wanted no
twenty. two.foot table for he never
gave arge parties. Cozy quartets, or
even confidential tete-a'tete banquets,
were more to his liking, and he gave
rs elaborate and careful a dinner to u
m IN who dined with him alone as other
men provide for gathering that in
cludos all the magnale3 of their circle.
Mere pollard oak gifted with speech,
the snug oval board could have to d
many thrilling tale of 30 PER cent,
which had been made, in the initiative
stage to seem only I; Of clients in the
city who had money to lend, and were
so goOd-natured about lending it, on a
safe mortgage or otherwise, and Of
that awful hour in which the same
good, easy-going clients assumed quite
another character, and were dete m
ined to foreclOse or to get their money
back by any means, But happily for
the maintenance Of the deCencies, Mr..
Wyatt's table was not loquacious, and
the grave old room with few fine pic
lures on the oak paneling, and some
valuable bron7es on the tall chimney
piece, looked respectable enough to in
IS Dire confidence in the most suspicious
mind. If the pictures had be n daubs,
or the furniture gaudy, the effect
would have been diderent. But the
pictures looked like heir-loCms and the
furniture told of u chastened ia tie and
refinement that implied virtue and
honor in the possessor the eof.
Back already" exclaimed Mr. Wy
att How did Goblin go? Got q
p ace?'
"Won in canter, answered Gilbert,
flingi g himself into chair and wip-
ing his damp forehead. Never saw
such horse, There's nothing to beat
him, | was right about him, you see.
jackson was right about him, you
mean Have some dinner said Mr..
Wyatt, ringing the bell.
Thanks; I've ordered some. dom
stand upon punctilio with you, YOU
see
al should be sorry If you did. Well
you've made heap of money, / sup
pose
"Yes; it's pretty good haul Jack.
son raved like lunatic about hi:
horse. was to put on every siXrencC
I had. told the fellow | should bC
ruined if Goblin lost.
So He won't lose, raved Jackson
dancing about like maniac You
don't know what that horse can do,
tried him last March against Lore
Wi,dairs Cowcumber, and put heXtrt
seven pound on him, and Cowounbel
was nowhere. | was sorry hadnS
made it fourteen FOUND when | saw
that blessed Cowcumber regular
pumped'
81 was bound to believe in that hors,
after that, wasn't l."
yes, if you could telieve in thu
trainer"