Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1899-11-11
Compromised
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YVES" said Miss lsidOra Ives, 1.-THE
tower is mine still, and Iintend
to keep it. Everything else they
have taken away from me, because some
loggerheaded old ancestor of mine
signed his name to a deed John B. Rob
inson' instead of John c. Robinson
AS il one letter of the alphabet could
make any differenceI I've no patience
with peopiei The majesty OF the law,
indeedl PshawI"
but If the rest OF the property be-
longs to your Cousin Robinson, so does
the tower" suggested Mrs Milroy-
II can't help that" said Miss Isidora-
Here 1 am, and here mean TO stay,
law or no law"
Mrs. SIlroy opened her weak eyes.
Feeble as a kitten herself, she could
scarcely comprehend such n valiant
resolution in another
But if they come here with the sher-
if, and posse comitatus, and writ of
habeas corpus?" she faltered-
'Then," said Miss Isidora, they'll
have to clear out again. Common sense
is common sense. The house is mine,
and mean to keep ii. I've got new bolts
and bars to all the doors, and i keep a
kettle. of boiling water on the stove
night and day, and my friend. Mr.. JEFF
reys, who is clerk in a law Office, has
given me the hint never to let in a man
with bag"
''Why not?" breatheissly questioned
Mrs. Milroy.
Don't you see?" said Miss Isidora,
snappishly. Because it will be full of
law papers. Writs and summonses, and
all that sort of thing"
The Tower was hers, and the Tower
she meant to keep. And Rebecca, her
little maid, was stricken with breath
less admiration for her warlike quail
ties.
but, of course, ma'am," said Re
beccas nobody can stand against the
law"
III see whether they can or noti"
said Miss Isidora Ives. ''Be sure you
keep the kettles well filled, Rebecca,
and don't let the fires go out, day or
night"
And whenever she received through
the mail letter with legal appear
ance, or an envelope crested with the
firm address of Messrs. Tape Il String
ham, her cousin Robinson's lawyers,
she invariably poked it between the
bars of the CRATE, and smiled vindictive-
~ to see it blaze.
what are we to do with such case
as this?" said Mr.. Tape, when he heard
all this.
Put in sherif's officer at once"
passer, and has been all her life"
~
~She's a woman. No harsh measures.
1t is Gideon Robinson's express injunc-
ton that all courtesy be shown to the
defendant. Wen try something else be-
fore we proceed to eXtremities."
And one pleasant October afternoon,
whea the air was all blue mist, and the
setting sun shone as if through me-
dunn of Opaque gold, the landlord of the
Toplady Arms came putting up the hill
with a stout, pleasant-faced gentleman,
and rang the bell, which echoed like a
double chime through the tiny tower.
go away!" said Miss Isidora, from
the window, spying the tops of two
hats.
''Oh, my, ma'am," said the stranger,
''but-"
w away Il soy SOCAn4J 1CpCdbC0
Miss Isidora Ives. ''Rebecca, bring in
that kett1el I'll have you to understand
that 1 am not to be trified with
But by this time mine host of the Top
lady Arms had simultaneously recov-
cred his breath and his presence of
mind.
~Afiss Ives" he puffed, stentorously,
don't be fiustratedi It's only Israel
Jenkins"
BLESS the mans hearth" said Miss
Isidora, why didn't ne say so before?
And. what on earth did You want here,
Jenkins?"
'-1t's a lodger, Miss Ives" said Jen-
-stps, who had married Miss Isidora's
old nurse, and somehow felt himself
to Re connected with the family
"A-lodger?" repeated Miss Ivea.
'Ihis isn't lodging house, man aliveI F"
"Yes'm-rm quite aware of that, -
said Israel, meeky- 'And where no Of
Tense is intended, it's hoped as none will
be took. But, knowing as you was alone
and unprotected"
II don't know what you call unpro-
tected," brusquely interrupted Miss
Ives. I've got loaded gun and six
gallon kettle Of boiling water here"
And, mildly went on Israel Jenkins,