Clarke courier. [volume] (Berryville, Va.) 1869-1997, 1901-01-09

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Only another week ana I must -.
back at work" he was sayinr. ..but ~.
been . delightful holiday urxer
snousnts when ran down here 20 see
me Jonnsons FOR couple OF days that
1 snouid have staid 30 long OF enjoy
Cd myself 20 much"
She avoided the admration of h,s
eyes and Eased into the dim distance.
i. TOO. have enjoyed my holiday
very much. Mr.. Ashieigh."
Nay I say be continued. after .
short pause. ''that I hope this hnppv
holiday OF ours need not come To an
END. Miss Gregory You know what
mean"
She raised her eyes and hooked at
nim with \ radiant smile.
II need not. % Tar as I am con-
ecrned." she said softly.
" And the August sun beamed DOWN
upon them with q huge smile. II had
seen this sort OF thing at the SEASIDE
oerore. out II was joyous novelty 20
them
Mother viii be getting quite anxious
about U.S. said the girl as they re-
traced their steps to the town. 'and
sfs Saturday afternoon too. Father
VIII be coming down"
suppose ! shah have TO seek An
interview with blm," said Frank Asb-
leigh 'Will he be very terrible. do
you think? And what will Mrs. Greg
oFy sayr'
oh mother viii be all right She
half suspects already. believe. And
"a for father. you've seen him several
times now. and fancy he has a good
opinion OF you- There's only one thing
that he's sure 10 he particular about.
and that is the question OF income"
u haven't any fear on that score.
replied Frank AshleIgh I'm getting
& good salary for my editorial work
and a nice little sum for odd scrib-
bling"
No the next evening the great inter
view came OF. Mr.. Gregory hGd been
duly prepared and cOaxed and pre-
vailed upon 10 ask Frank Ashlelgh In
70 dinner. He had also called upon the
Johnsons and been assured that Ash
leigh was 4 model young man and IN
reeeipt OF a good income.
After some hummlng and having on
both sides the subject was duly reach
Cd and discussed.
May ask what your income Is,
Mr.. Ashleigh7'' said the old gentleman.
Well altogether am drawing near
" $4,000 year"
The other poured out q glass OF port
and drank it with q satisfactory Eulp.
You are IN the publishing trade, are
y0u notr'
Frank AshielEh smiled.
Il am partly an author and partly
an editor"
"Ehf What's that yOa sayY'
Il make between $1,000 and $500 q
year by wrftinE'-
How the dickens do you do itf
How, IA heavens name. Is Il done ?,
cried George Gregory In unbounded
admiration. why. I-never mind Go
on" he added.
And thea ge4 $500 a year for my
sditorshiD"
twenty-five hundred . year. Man
aliveI Why. it's more than pay my
chief cashleri, Is this income likely to
c0ntinueT'
CAtNC(N - a@0o A4NAt C04s A1C nI11
which owns the magazine seems 90 ap-
pFeciats my work"
"And what periodical do you edit,
prAyT'
The Cheapssde MaKaxine."
WHAT YOv-you are the editor Of
The Cheapeide AagAsinef Upon my
word. this is too much. sir. A young
man like you toOr'
Prank Ashleigh looked at him with
astonishmeDG
Nay l ash What you meAnY' be be-
gan.
81 mean this, str--that the idea OF
FOur marrying my daughter IL prepos-
Ss~OS@-DoDt prepostsrOus- No; I won't
bar AooGhoc word. II I'D known about
q soo0ex. you should never have set
foot inside this house or spoken to my
Slaughter. Never mind. sir-I say, new
ex mind. It's done new"
whats doneY'
-Never mind Good evening. sir.
Your hats In the hall. and the hall
door opens into the street don't
want TO see 700 again"
''I shaii write 20 you about this. str."
Nes0 Nv tAtAth8AAoot 1vttSE - up tOEo 70
-. u am justified IN demanding an
understanding"
-Confcand himr' nuttered the trats
ed gentleman when he was gone.
Write TO me-. will hef He's written
eOite enough already. the impudent.
seornAxelr'
OF course. there we're tearR and en-
tseattes galore that night. but the old
man was obdurate.
-, ~ tell you, Lucy, won't hear OF u.
iva eok my reasona No. l WON'T tell
ycH-why. Lucy must not zee the fel-
kew. 81 won't have t-therei"
And when he reached town the next
Gay he sAe down and wrote to his wife,
telling her he wished her and Lucy 60
come home at once. He planned this
eut eashis journey up. And he inelosed
. eevere little letter 70 Lucy. telling
her again that she was on no account
% see Frank Ashieigh any more.
Bot she did. all the same. And q
ead little girl she was when Ashieigh
met her on the sands between Cr0mer