The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-05-30

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j New York is not apt to understate tho
facts Of a given case. The account Maui
burn read stated that the young western
millionaire had beggared his family.
alone with this bitter news. He had ne
gun to face it when Psyche's note OF re.
lease came. While he was adjusting this
development, another knock came on his
door. It was the same maid who had
brought Psyche's note This time she
brought what he saw to be a cablegran.
Excuse me, Mr.. Mauburn-now this
came early to-day and you wasn't In your
room. and when you came in Mrs. Fergu-
son forgot it till just now
He tore open the envelope and read:
Male twins born to Lady Casselthorpe.
Mother and sons doing finely.
Mauburn felt the rock foundations Of
Manhattan island to be crumbling to dust
For an hca1r he sat staring at the message.
He did not talk to himself at once.
Then he hurriedly dressed, took the
note and the cablegran1, and sougEH Mrs.
Drelmer.
He found that capable lady gowned for
the opera She received his bit Of news
with the aplomb of resourceful COM
mander.
Now, don't 80 seedy all at once
you've a chance
Hang it all, Mrs Drelmer. I've not.
Life isn't worth living
Tut, tut! Death isn't, either"
But we'd have been so nicely set up
even without the title, and now Bines, the
clumsy ass, has come this internal crop
per. and knocked everything ON the head.
say, you know, it's beastly!"
Hush, let me think"
He paced the floor while his n1atrin orlial
adviser tapped a white k1dded foot on the
floor, and appeared to read plans Of new
battle in a mother pearl knife which
she held between the tips of her fingers.
II have it-and Wen do it quickly
Mrs. Wybert.' II
Mauburn S eyes opened widely.
That absurd old Peter Bines has spoken
to me Of her three times lately. She's
| made lot more money than she had in
this same copper deal and she'd lot to
begin with I wondered why he spoke so
enthusiastically Of her, and l don't see
| now, but
'.Well?"
set up as you We're before. Listen. met
her last week at the Critchleys. She
spoke Of having seen you. could see she
| was dead set to make a good marriaz e
You know she wanted to marry
Fred Milbrey, but Horace and
MS mother wouldn't hear Of 1t after
Avice became engaged to Rulon Shepler
I'm In the Critchleys' box tonight and
understand she's to be there Leave it
to me. Now it's after nine, so run along
But, Mrs. Drelmer, there's that poor
g1rl-she cares for me, and like her i'm
mensely. you know-truly I do-and she's
a trump-see where she says here she
they've come down-even If matters were
not otherwise impossible
We'll you see they're not otherwise
impossible. but every wise impossible.
What could you do? Go to Montana with
them and learn to be an Indian? Don t
for heavens sake sentimentalize! Go
home and sleep like a rational creature.
Come in by eleven tomorrow. Even
without the title you'll be splendid
match for Mrs. sWybert, and she must
have a tidy lot of millions after this deal.''
Sorely distressed, he walked back to his
lodgings in Thirty second street. Wild.
Quixotic notions of sacrifice flooded his
he could go west with the family and
learn how to do something. And yet
Mrs. Wybert. OF course 1t must be that.
The other idea was absurd-too wild for
serious consideration. He was thirty years
old, and there was only one way for an
English gentleman to live-even If it must N,
/ break the heart Of a poor girl who had
loved him devotedly, and for whom he
had felt a steady and genuine affection
He passed troubled night.
Down at the hotel of Peter Bines was
an intination from Mrs. Wybert herself
bearing upon this same fortuity. When
Uncle Peter reached there at a. M, he
which he opened with wonder.
Two Enclosures fell out. One was q
lclipping from an evening paper, announ-
cling the birth Of twin sons to Lord Cas-.
selthorpe. The other was the card he hac
left with Mrs. yVybert on the day OF his
10 q on ON ono r0{r nc
him; on the other the words he hat
written:
Sell Consolidated Copper all you car
until it goes down to IS. Do this up tx
the limit Of your capital and will make
good anything you lose. Peter Bines.' =
He read the note:
'.Arlingham Hotel-7:so.
Dear Sir: You funny old man, you.
don't pretend to understand your game
, but you may rely on my secrecy. l an
more grateful to you than words can ut
ter and will always be glad to do any
thing for YOU Yours very truly,
blanche Catherton Wybert.
PIP. S.-About that other rnatter-hin
you know-you will see from this notice
cut from the paper that the party won
get any title at all now. SO dead swell
7 New York man is in every way more eligi
BILE. In fact, the other party is not to b
thought Of for one moment, as I am posi-
tive you would agree with me. .
) He tore the note and the card to fin.
bits.
ct does beat all. he complained, later
} to Billy Brue. Put beggar on horse
back and they begin right away to fus
around because the bride amt set will
dtamonds-give 'enn a little, and the,
: want the whole ball Of wax
That's right" said Bully Brue witt
) the quick sympathy Of the experienced
t THAT guy that doped me. he wasn't sat
isfed with my good thirty dollar wad. No
t by any means! He had to go take m,
breast pin nugget from the Early Bird. =
8 At Il o'clock the next morning Mau
. burn waited in Mrs. Drelner's drawing
: room for the news she must have.
+ When that competent person sailed In