The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-06-03
Chapter Nv.

From the walls Of the old Elery library
the family portraits still looked down, chal
longing the admiration of their; descendants.
The grim eat-grandfather, Francis, in coat
of tin and hat of lead (artist unknown),
pointed with drawn sword and deadly frown
at Fort Hill, from the staff Of which the royal
flag coming .down-a Whg "Reminiscences
OF the year 1888. The grandfather, Thomas,
smiled sternly upon the beholder. His habili-
ments were less metallic and his: features
were natural. But this picture also recalled
whig traditions, for this same fort upon the
hill WAS emitting salute, and various casks
and boxes piled upon a beach limited at deN-
ance CT royal aut hority by means of the de-
vice of smuggling. further advance in art
showed, by the brush of Copley,. Francis Ell
lery the second seated in chair, in the back
ground men spinning rope, and at his feet
torn copy of the stamp act. -, ... g.. -. .- ~
Mr. Eliery drew up before the fire, and with
certain papers from an inner poke" busted
himself for a full half hour clphering. A sin
gle candle was enough for light, two meager
sticks upon the hearth supplied him warmth
as he worked industriously. But he had an
ear for foreign sounds, and at the first fall
of a foot upon the steps without he thrust the
papers back In their receptacle. and began
though off the key, to hum a staye. He knew
that Dickie had come back, but scarcely had
| time to wonder at the haste in (which ne
came .- - r. 80 =-.:-....&. ~
Uncle cried Diclie, bursting into the
room. Uncle! he stood paintings He was
| ansry-twice angry. :, ~ go -. g.
What is it?'' his uncle asked. and turned
quietly. .s-
Dickie blurted first his greater item of
news. THE tea is Destroyed .s..q-.s IT,
What" cried Mr. Ellery. =
Every chest. OF. it, painted Dicke. "is
| thrown into the harbor. A mob disguised as
| Indians 49, :
Tho dirty villains.' exclaimed his uncle.
! Tell me nc more" >- .....
Dick1e came upon his lesser cause OF. anger,
| his greater reason for sorrow. And Hum
phreys is dead he said IS. 49, t.,~.:.. I 1
Mr. Ellery started from his chair. '.When?'
he cried A greater matter this, to him. than
| an act Of world importance. ss-. -
Scarce an hour SINCE responded Dickie
Il met Nick in the street Oh, uncle, Hum
phreys wished to see me before he died" His
voice was eloquent of distress and reproach
He wished to say, "You kept me from him.
But Mr. Ellery did not heed. He took stel
toward the door. and paused. Who: wa
with him when he died?'' he asked ~ g
Il know not" said Dickies grieved to tn
heart at his neglect of the old servant. : !!
MIR ElIery hastenet>to the hall; Dickie, fol
lowing, found him with his greatcoat alread
OH. ~ am going OUT the uncle said :
must go at once to Humphreys room. Nc
+ do not want you. This is q legal matter
Shut i'm the house-make all secure" H
opened the door and closed it Behind hir
with a clang. So : .5.
Dickie went to the rear Of the. hall an
called, "Ann, Ann" A little woman, bright
eyed. gray-haired and thin, came to the sum
mons, wiping her hands upon her checke
apron. The news was due her, but of th
tea he told grudgingly, for she would rs
ioice. The tea is in the harbor, Ann, :" b
said The little woman clasped her hapo
and raised her wrinkled face =:
GLORY be to Cod" she cried.
{ "And Humphreys is dead added Dick
| sulkily The triumph Of the wings made hi
. angry. Ann, I'm going out. " He followe
: his uncle out into the night. The lit
8 woman stood long in the same place befo1
! she could speak, The matter of the, tea passe
out of her mind, lost among other thought
s ..tIumphreys is dead!' said Ann at lengt
e Humphreys is gone! Then I'm the last
i She sat down upon the great carved sett
y and folded her hands in her lap. She WI
t so quiet in the shadow, so small a figure
e the great house, that it seemed no creatu
breathed within its heavy walls.
+ An enormous structure it was, the o
= stone house. A huge, cold, cherries plac
n no At dwelling, one would think, for ju
C two men TO occupy. But Dickie would
!. sell it. Dickie could go back in his mil
u to the day when Frank, pale and quiet, fac
>. their uncle in the library and refused
d sign a deed conveying the house. Then
1 had turned to Dickie. Father said, 'Ney
o sell the house or the wharf Some day |
. tell you why Frank had disappeared tn
81 very afternoon; Dickie had been out of t
or house-to him those were Frank S last wore
to The younger brother knew not the rease
e. but Loyalty adhered to the rule. The uncl
- pleading: Doctor Church will give you
: good price for the house, and Mr.: Sears
:, the wharf had not moved Dickie. It
:. the one point upon whse. they disagreed
= So the two -Ellerys stayed on IN the nou
"a almost lost lin its immensely The, cary
ID furniture, the portraits, Dickie's own chez
d. personality seemed to do little to I'LL !
Z. empty spaces The house needed the pr