The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-02-09

NO, am sure cOulu nOt unoIu W ioNt
her, even with Roscoe secure. My wife
must put success before everything.
This girl will never do that. She will
never do anything indeed that does not
square with sense of honor almost
fantastic A hard one to drive, she. II
Mr. Topmark thinks otherwise, he is
letting himself in for very bad half
hour He is the shrewdest blunderer-
Oh, hol Here he comes, looking like the
devil.
Mr.. Topmark had indeed q face of
fury as he dropped into chair and
wiped his forehead with his hand. The
hand shook and his breath came a
thought unevenly as he said through his
set teeth
"Well, from the looks er things. How
ell, you'll have ter take that case an try
ter put Miss Magnolyer Tubbs, gram
daughter Of Naomi Pickins, deceased,
in possession er her rights.
"Ah!" said Mr.. Howell, half closing
his eyes. They were too wide awake.
"Don't bring up business today. 1t
seems made for idleness.
ooh, any time you please! It's your
business not mine, Mr.. Topmark said.
with short laugh. Mr.. Howell laughed,
too, languidly and III a half apologize
fashion, as he said:
pardon the correction, but if this is
not your business it certainly is not
mine.
''Say, what in tho nation air you
drivin at?" llr. Topmark asked angrily.
Mr. Howell's face grew more than ever
tranquil as he replied:
81 thought | was explicit enough;
but, if l must speak palmer. ] begin
work only upon receipt of "a suitable re-
tainer, and Miss Tubbs says, with adj
mirable candor, she has not SO to her
name.
''Well, what or that? Sue fer half
you recover, Mr.. Topmarll said sulkily.
Again the lawyer smiled.
81 think / need not tell one so we'll
informed as yourself" he said silken-
ly, "that law is not an exact science,
and that in contingent cases one is never
certain of not having his trouble for his
pains ~
"Confound your Mr.. Topmark
growled. eve done let you inter this,
an you know you can bleed me. All you
lawyers is reg Ter Ieeches, though-as
well you as ernother ~
II thought you would hear reason"
Mr.. Howell returned, with a bow.
"Now, let's get our bearings, so to
speak. judge you wish very greatly to
marry the heiress of Roscoe
ut amt that" Topmark broke in.
ut mought er been at first. Befo' my
wife died l did want the land, but
now
Il understand" tho lawyer said.
But, repeat, you wish to marry the
heiress Of Roscoe? You WISH too, that
that person shall turn out to be Miss
Rob McGregor, but only after she has
become Mrs. Topmark?"
eyes - mol don't hardly know.
You've got me fiustered with your fine
talk. Rnt I'll tell you plain jest whar
an how | stan with her. I been thar
this mornin; found her so took up with
er passed. er nasty little turkeys couldn't |
scasely git er word with her. She
'peared moughty bright though, sorter
on aldge asyou may say. So l waited, |
talkin ter the ole man, until seen her |
slip off out ter the par trees. Then | |
chased off arter her; found her flingin
sticks an rocks up in em an p'ars Jest
ralnln down at every throw she made. |
Then she mp an said how lazy she was
ANY industrious body'd climb an pick
the fruits onbruised as they was fer
p serves. Then / up an said I'd git ND
thar, though | want quite err boy, an
She laughed real tantalizin an said she
couldn't let the father err family resk
hlsself that way. Then she KEEP on
throwin an set me ter pick up what she
knocked down. An Taught You oughter
or heard her when them fruits come
dancin an hoppin over my bald head.
But arter bit she says:
Let's go in the grape arbor an rest.
m 'fraid you'll have apoplexy. Icain't
nave your death on my conscience
so In we went an set on the two turf
benches, her one side, me the other. Sh,
mad her apern full er p'ars an flung one
over ter me, sayin:
" Have er par, Mr.. Topmark. I'm
shore you've earned it,.
Then i sorter aidged round ter let
TN on wanted ernother sort er par. An
'he hung up her head an laughed an
said
oh, Mr.. Topmark, Jest fer er
change, now, s'pose you was ter tall,
sense ter mel know it would improve
your health
On: says !. then you wanter talk
ousiheesf I'm agreeable. Jest you fire
srway.' 'oN A-'
), AN she says, lookin over my head,
i can t talk your sorter business. 'cause
amt got none er my own, an other
'oiks, is clean out err the question.
Why says 1, everybody thinks
'ou We got or heap or business-heap too
you'll "e iiAo
. AN then she held up her hand, say
n: 'stopl You know business is buv;n