The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1900-12-27
HARRY AND MAUDE.


Mr.. hatchery was sitting alone in his
comfortable Office The wind was bowling
wildly about the establishment, but Il
bright and cheerful fire burned and crack
led. on. the hearth, and Mr.. hatchery paid
little heed to the raging storm without,
save to feel grateful that he was not in 1t.
He was reading book, and alternately
spreading his right and left hand or eX-
tending a foot toward the blazing fire TO
catch its warmth. \ clerk entered, and
after an "ahem' TO attract Mr.. hatchery S
attention, said:
1.-The matter of DodsOn,'
rs il due?'
Yes
Have they been notifed:'
'YeS."
Let it go to protest"
and the Livingston and Gross notes ::
Are they not paid YETI" This was a
useless question, for Mr.. Datchery knew
better than any one else that they were
not paid, though he assumed surprise that
they were not.
They are not paid, Mr.. Datchery, and
Gross is gone"
'Gone?''
This question was asked in surprise, al
though. Mr.. hatchery knew full well that
" s' Y;s g sip
'WhereT'
No. one knows. Some say West, some
East, and some say he has Joined Aaron
Burr'S army"
.'ss-ery well; Livingston is hereT'
-x''That is true but this is Il matter of ac-
cpmmodation-surety, you know"
1T is not our place to inquire what it
is or how it is. To me it is simply plain,
straightforward business matter. He
signed the note with Gross and on his
signature the money was loaned He is Il
lawyer and went into it with his eyes open.
Nov, let him pay it"
L have notified him and he will be here
Soon. 1 suspect"
THAT is very proper; let him come and l
will settle with him." said Mr.. hatchery,
nodding his head defiantly, while his pale
blue eyes assumed a look of tirmness. Mr..
Datcherys pale yellow, but rather bushy,
eyebrows Were lowered until they almost
concealed the Orbs, as, he dismissed tue
clerk. Then he continued TO read, as he
twisted first one foot and then the other
before the fire TO warm the sides of each,
all the t ne drawing from the book he was
reading infinite pleasure, for occasionally
suspicious smile would play over his
countenance- at some suggestion Of the au-
thor, or he knit his brows and shook his
head and made wry faces, as much as TO
say: Don't tell me- sir; know better
On the whole Mr.. Datchery was a com
plete picture of Il man perfectly satisfied
with himself, when Mr.. Chick was an
nouDced.
Show him in
Mr.. Chick came in shaking the snow off
his cloak and stamping his feet. His brow
was gathered into Il mass Of knots and
cords, and he brought another tale of woe
to pour into Datchery'S ear There We're
additional slaDderOuS stories il circulation
about his wife. Some one had declucd
that she had secretly met Col. Burr at
Perth Amboy, and then at Philadelphia.
On the whole Mr.. Chick was in Il sore
strait, and knew not what TO do. Col.
Burr, in order to reconcile the husband,
had on a former occasion promised To- give
his influence TO secure a Government APP
pointment for Mr.. Chick, but it had
turned out that the Colonel had no iniiu.
ence and Chick declared he was some,
times tempted to leave the country.
Whatever you do. Mr.. Chick said Mr.
hatchery, nodding earnestly, stand 10y
your wife. No man, who is a man, vii
ever forsake his Wife
YES, but" began Mr.. Chick. Mr.
Datchery. who feared that there were some
suspicious in the mind of the husband, in
terrupted him with:
''You have one Of the best and purcst
wives in the world, so don't desert her"
Then Mr.. hatchery launched out into {
long harangiIe on the duty of husbands L
wives, interlarding his discourse with nu
merous Scriptural quotations, until poo
Mr.. Chick was almost convinced that hi
VIE NiS Olt vi tilt luItSl DtlilSS llisl th g
lived. As he left the presence of the grea
and good Mr.. hatchery, he struck his iis
against the desk and sworc:
Its got to be stopped
When he was gone Mr.. hatchery, muir
muring some unintelligiblc words at tn
peryerse credulity OF some people and tn
desire Of others 10 tear down character
was about TO resume his book when Nh
Livingston was announced.
;ShOw him in said Mr.. Datchery, clos
ing his thin lips and assuming very firm
look. Mr.. Datchcry had but few mo
ments TO wait for Mr.. Livingston. He en-
tered naughty, cold proud and arrOgan
as an Indian war chief about TO be led L
the stake. Good morning, Mr.. Living
stOn; hope you are WELL" said the sci
vile hatchery, starting from his chair
bowling obsequiously and extending hi
hand to the lawyer.
Mr.. Livingston, without noticing hi
hand, turned coldly away TO the window
and, glancing out at the flying, scurryin
snow, answered.:
How the snow blows"
1T is quite a storm. Won't yOg b
seatedF'
Again Mr.. Livingston ignored the prof
fered advance of hatchery, and, giancin
about the room TO assure himself they wer
alone, said:
Il am told that the Gross note is due"
Il believe it is. Won't you be seated?
mo, l prefer to stand,' said Mr.. Lis
ingston, whose brow was Iivid, thong
otherwise he seemed perfectly composed
Il think the Gross matter fell due som
two days since, and you were notified thi
morning" said Mr.. hatchery in his soft
81 am aware of that" Mr.. Livingston
answered. Il suppose you know tha
Gross has absconded."