The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1900-09-02

day afternoon, too. Father viii be COM
ing down"
Il suppose shall have to seek an in
teryiew with him. said Frank Ashleigh
Will he be very terrible, do you think?
And what will Mrs. Gregory say?''
on, mother VIII be all right. She half
suspects already. I believe. And as for
father. you've seen him several times now,
and 1 fancy he has very good opinion
OF you There's only one thing that he's
sure to be particular about. and that is
the question of income
II haven't any fear on that SCORE re-
piled Frank Ashleigh; TIN getting a
good salary for my editorial work. and a
nice little sum for odd scribbiing'
30 the next evening the great inter-
view came on. Mr.. Gregory had been
duly prepared. and coaxed and prevailed
upon to ask Frank AshIeigh in to din
ner. He had also called upon the John
sons and been assured that Ashle'gh
was model young man, and in receipt
or good income.
After some humming and having on
both sides. the subject was duly reached
and discussed.
May ask what your income is. Mr..
Ashleigh7' said the old gentleman.
Well. altogether I am drawing nearly
eight hundred year..
The other poured out a glass Of port.
and drank II with a satisfactory guip.
You are in the publishing trade. are
you not?''
Frank Ashieigh smiled.
r am partly an author and partly an
"Eh? What's that you say7"
II make between two and three hum
dred year by writing
How the dickens do you do it--how,
In heavens name. is II doney' cried
George Gregory. IN unbounded admiration.
why. I-ncver mind; go on he added
And then I get I'VE hundred year for
my cditorship.'
Five hundred a yearl Man alive, Five
hundred year. Why. it's more than
pay my chief cashier' IL this income
likely to contfnueY'
II expect rise next year. The firm
which owns the magazine seems TO APP
preciate my work"
"And what periodical do you edit. pray7"
"rhe CheapsIde Magazine.
what! You-you are the editor Of the
Cheapside Magazine? Upon my word. this
is too much. sir young man like you.
tool,
Frank AshIeigh looked at him with as
constituent.
May ask what you mean?" he be-
gan.
IL mean this. sir: that the idea of your
marrying my daughter Is preposterous--
most preposterous. No, won't hear an
other word If ia known about II sooner
you should never have set foot inside this
house or spoken to my daughter. Never
mind, sir-I say, never mind. It's done
now"
whats done7"
Never r.nd. Good evening, sir. Your
hats In the hall, and the hall door opens
into the street. l don't want to see you
again."
~ shall write TO you about this. STR"
said the indignant sutton, as he rose to 20.
II am Justified in demanding an under
standing
"confound hint" muttered the irate old
gentleman, when he was gone. Write to
me. will he? He's written quite enough
already. the impudent scoundrelr'
OF course there were tears and entreat-
les galore that night, hut the old man was
obdurate.
1T tell you. Lacy. won't hear Of Il.
rye rot my reasons No. won't tell
Won why. Iucy must not see the fell
low. won't have it--there
And when he reached town the next
day he sat down and wrote to his wife.
telling her he wished her and Lucy 10
come home at once. He planned this
out on the journey up. And he inclosed
\ severe little letter to Lucy, telling
her again that she was on no account
to see Frank. Ashleish any more.
But she did, all the same; and sad
little girl she was when Ashleigh met
her on the sands between Crofner and
Overstrand.
IL can't understand II. dearest" he
said. II assure you haven't the slight
est idea what your father has against
me-"
Nor have I. Frank. He won't say.
But look at this dreadful letter I've had
from him"
Ashleigh took the letter and looked at
IT, The next moment he uttered shout
OF establishment.
lis this your fathers writing?" he
asked.
.'of course II ia"
.'Ilsa, at. Marks buildings. f. c. Lucy
laughs that his business addressT.
Yes"
TITS all right. now, Lucy. Give me
fortnight and I'll undertake to get
your fathers consent TO our engage
meut"
The following Tuesday morning Mr..
George Gregory found an envelope in
his private box addressed 10 Harold
Vincent. ESQ" He tore II open and pro-
duced a typewriter letter as follows:
Dear Sir; I have much pleasure in in
forming you that I have accepted YOUR
story entitled The Stolen Diamonds
for publication In the 'cheapside Maya
xine' Proofs win BE- sent you in tho
course OF a few days. I am glad that
nay letter OF last month did not dls-