Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-01-31

us it the air or the work, or both,
you think bad for me?" Mr.. Maynard
hluntly asked.
''Both, my dear sir, both"
Then you're wrong. If gave up
work / should drop, like the old horse
in 'Pickwick' that was kept up only by
the shafts
"Well, perhaps" began the doctor,
hesitatively, only to be again sharply
interrupted by his patient:
But if you're wrong about work,
you may be right about London, and
I'll compromise with you by doing bust
ness from Hampstead" ~
To this peremptorily made confess
sion the doctor gave in his hasty adj
hesion. for, like most people, not ex-
Gliding the old gentleman's family, he
stood in nervous awe of his saturnine
patient.
Heneeforth Mr.. Maynard did bust
ness from his villa, Elmount, Hamp-
stead, with the help of telephone and
of n confidential secretary, Harry
Lynn. He chose Harry for the post,
not wholly or chiefly because he was
the son of an old and dead friend, but
BECAUSE he had what the old gentle
man called faculty." favorite word
comprising his favorite business quail
sies. Harry in business showed him
self fertile in suggesting, quick in seiz-
ing and terse in expressing ideas, per-
tinent in his questions and laconic in
his answers, but when at Hampstead
the suspicious and austere old gentle
man found Harry socially the reverse
of what he appeared to be in business
he began to dastrust him. Harry
1unched daily and dined weekly at
Elmount, and on these occasions, in
stead Of an old head, he showed young
heart, and showed it moreover on his
sleeve, being as frank, fluent and
bright and breezy in the drawing room
as he was dry, terse, self-contained and
laconic in the office. This contrast set
the suspicious old gentleman wonder
ing whether his secrctary's business
faculty" was not a mere office assump-
ton, put on to secure the good will of
his employer. Or had intimacy with
his worthless son Fred deruoralized
young Lynn?
Fred certainly was a black sheep,
and as certainly Lynn seemed to be an
intimate of his; but Mr.. Maynard
should have gone another step back
ward to find in his daughter, Bell, the
origin of the evil. Harry Lynn was
intoxicated with the beauty and bright
ness of this young lady, and talked al
ways to her ears whether he was ad-
dressing her or not. Of her, too, alone,
was he thinking ~s3len he cultivated
her worthless brother, Fred, aud when
he submitted to be her helpless, thrift
less mothers commissionaire.
Such were Harry Lynn's relations to
thu Elmount household when Mr..
Maynard one morning, in spite of
Hampstead air, was obliged by his old
enemy to keep his bed. He roughly
interrupted his wife's anxious in
quiries and suggestions by bidding
her peremptorily: ''Take my keys to
Lynn. Tell him to look through and
sort the letters; answer the unim-
portant ones and send me up after
lunch those of urgent Importance"
MY dear, you're not fit,
''The keys are there" he cried, i'm
patiently, pointing to the table.
Mrs. Maynard took the keys, went
downstairs and into the office sanctum,
where she expected to find Hairy, but
where she found only the housemaid
busting the room.
''Show Mr.. Lynn, when he comea,
into the breakfast-room."
Eyes, ma'am."
At this moment Fred entered. "Hal-
lon! Lynn not come yet?"
Good morning, Fred. No; your
father sent me down to him with the
keys. He's got bad attack of govt
this morning and must stay in bed all
day"
"Thank Godr' muttered Fred. "Oh,
] say, mother, I've got into"
Here significant glance Of his
mothers at. the maid silenced him.
She knew too we'll what was coming,
and did not wish that Freds last
scrnpe should be the talk Of the
Kitchen. Accordingly, they retired to
what Fred called his ''sulky,"a little
smoking den off the dining-room, to
have their troubled conference.
Nearly half an hour later Harry ar
rived and was shown, according to or
deys, into the brealtfast-room, where,
however, he found only Bell.
"pid you want me?" he asked, with
bycathless eagerness.
sI!" she exclaimed, raising her
arched eyebrows in coquettish surprise.
ell thought perhaps-she said she
4 - Oh O1x, ho,.o -
~ suppose mother wants you-she
always does. You're probably to
choose new bonnet for her, or bring
her home leg of mutton. Did you
ever hear the Italian proverb, Mr..
Lynn: 'Fatti di mieele g ii mangieran
lie mosche.' Make yourself all honey