Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-01-30
Copyright lsoo-,9os by chas. F. pldgiu

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CHAPTER XXXvII.-(Co Continued.
Quincy reached Mt. Vernon street
about 8 o'clock that evening. His wife
and aunt listened eagerly to the graph
ic recital of his search. He pictured
the somewhat sensational episode in
the boudoir in the most expressive
language, and Alice remarked that
Quincy was fast gathering the mate
rails for a most exciting romance;
while Aunt Ella declared that the dis
closure of the dual personality OF Lin
da and Celeste would form most
striking theatrical tableau.
Aunt Ella informed him that she
had been requested by Mr.. and Mrs.
Nathaniel Adams Sawyer to extend an
Invitation to Miss Bruce Douglas to
dine with them on any day that might
be convenient for her. II was 1nclud-
led in the invitation, of course" Aunt
Ella added. what day had we bet
Ter fix, Quincy?" she inquired.
I Make it Christmas" replied Quincy.
.0Tell them Miss Bruce Douglas has
Invitations for every other day but
that for a month to come. What a
I precious gift shall present to my
father" said he, caressing his wife,
who laid her fair head upon his
shoulder.
ssDo you think he will be pleased?"
asked Alice.
81 don't know which will please him
most, replied Quincy, "the fact that
such talented addition has been
made to the family, or the knowledge,
which will surely surprise him, that
his son was smart enough to win such
q prize"
Is The next morning Quincy arose
early and was at Curtis Carriers office
as soon as it was opened. Alice had
signed an order for the delivery of
the package to him and he presented
1t to Mr. Carriers clerk, to whom he
was well known. The ponderous doors
OF the big safe were thown open and
the precious document was produced.
When the clerk passed the package
to him and took. Alice's order therefor,
Quincy noticed that five-dollar bill
was pinned to the envelope; a card
was also attached to the bill, upon
which was written: This money be-
longs to Mr.. Quincy Sawyer; he drop
ned it the last time he was in the Of
flee"
Quincy would not trust the package
to his handbag, but placed it an inside
pocket of his coat, which he tightly
buttoned After leaving the lawyers
office he dropped into Grodjinski's, and
purchased box of fine cigars. He
had the clerk tack one of his cards on
!. Sfesteps of the box. On this he wrote:
ssMy Dear Curtis: Keep the ashes for
me; they make good tooth powder.
Quincy"
The box was then done up and adj
dressed to Curtis Carter, ESQ.,, the
clerk promising to have it delivered
at once.
Quincy had found letter at his
aunt's from Mr.. Strout, asking him to
buy a line of fancy groceries and con-
fectionery for Christmas trade, and it
was noon before he had attended to
the matter to his complete satisfac-
tion. A hasty lunch and he was once
more on his way to New York, and
during the trip his hand sought the in.
side pocket of his coat a score of
times, thatshe might feel assured that
the precious< document was still there
8 Arriving Chimney proceeded at once
4o the Fifth Avenue hotel. Sir Stuart
was eagerly awaiting his arrival, and
his first question was, "Have you the
papers,
&, Quincy took the package from his
pocket and placed it on the table be
fore him, remarking as he did so. III
must not be opened until tomorrow
morning, and then by the young lady
B herself
=. The old man pushed the package
hi on1 t11rnad a sf0rr
face toward Quincy. 81 yield obedi
ence," said he, ''to your wife's com
mand, but if one man or two stood
now between me and my darling''
child, would have their lives, if the!
tried to keep her from my arms TO
one instant even"
After little reflection he apologizet
for his vehement language, and sough
his room to think, and hope, and wal
but not to sleep.
The next morning, little before
o'clock a carriage containing two gen
tlemen stopped before a modest bricl
dwelling in West Forty-first street 4
servant admitted them and showed
them into the little parlor. The room
was empty. Quincy pointed to sof;
at the farther end of the room, ant
Sir Stuart took a seat thereon. Quinc.
stepped into the entry and greeted &c
1este, who was just descending tn
stairs.
"Sir Stuart Peterborough is in you
parlor," said he; che may be, and
hope to Heaven he is, your grand
father, but you must control your feel
ings until you know the truth. Com
and sit by me, near the window. an,
read what is written in this package
30 loud that he can hear every word.
AS he said this he placed the package
which might or might not prove he
v honorable heritage, in her hands.
They entered the room and too
seats near the window. Celeste opene
the package with trembling fingers
AS she did so that little telltale piec
of cloth, bearing the name Lind
Peterborough" once more fell upon tn
floor. Quincy picked it up, and he'll
1t during the reading of the letter, 70
aS]etter it proved to be.
1t had no envelope, but was folde
in the old-fashioned way, SO as t
leave blank space on the back of tn
last sheet for the address. The az
dress was, Mr.. Silas Putnam, Han
over, New Hampshire"
Celeste began to read in clea
voice: Dear brother Silas."
SIS there no date2" asked Quincy