Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1905-01-19
eiieve me that / wish you JOY

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ri Eelieve me that I wish you JOY
of conquest
Ought she meant it, and 1t touch
ed e. But when I stepped to her
door lard to conduct her she turned On
ne ke a fash, and I saw her eyes all
wet hnd brilliant and her teeth crush
ing her under lip.
Tor q charming journey in my WI
com pany, r thank you she said. For
yout conceit and your insuffefable airs
Myl humiliation under your own roof
is ut forgotten, Mr.. Cardigan, and it
shall not be forgotten until you pay
me hearlyF'
The post chaise had driven of into
thea news when I returned to the
strdet, but Jack Mount vas waiting
forIme, patting Warlock, whose beau
tif1l head had swung around to watch.
fo4 my coming.
well, Jack?" I asked YEARLY.
fThe Wild Goose tavern is ours" he
said. Good cheer and company to
match It,"
I walked out into the paved street,
leading Warlock. Mount staggered
along beside me, squaring his broad
shoulders whenever we passed a sol
der and whistling Justify ''Tryon Coun-
t. Men, till the stony streets rang
with the melody.
There was not a soul abroad in the
streets, not a light to be seen save
from one long, low building standing
midway between Chambers and Wilt
shire streets, an ancient, discolored,
rambling structure, with q weather
vane atop and a long pillared porch in
front, from which hung a bush of sea
weed and q red signboard depicting a
creature which doubtless was intended
for a wild goose.
Lord, Jack" l said, "Shemuels Bear
and Cubs appeared preferable to your
Wild Goose yonder. I'm minded 70
seek other quarters"
Never trust to the looks q things"
he laughed.
I led Warlock into the news to a
clean, well aired stable, where an
ostler bedded and groomed him and
shook out as pretty.a handful Of grain
as I had seen since l left johnson
Hall.
Then Mount and I went into the tav-
ern, where half a dozen sober citizens
in string wigs sat silently smoking clay
pipes with stems full three feet long.
Good evening, the compnny!" said
Mount pleasantly.
The men repeated his salutation and
looked at us sleepily over their pipes.
God save u country, gentlemen"
said Mount, standing still In the center
Of the room.
Presently the landlord came in,
glanced silently around, saluted Mount
with a quiet bow, paid his respects to
me in a similar manner and whispered
that VT might sup at q pleasure in
the Square room above.
SO, with a salute to the company, we
rose and left the taproom to the silent
smokers Of the long pipes.
You should know" said Mount,
turning to me, that our host is Bar
clay Rolfe, brother to Jim Rolfe Of the
Virginia Arms in Fort Pitt" And to
the landlord he said, "Mr. Cardigan,
late ward Of Sir William Johnson, but
n of u.s."
II W your brother much" said I,
more than a bill for a chaise-and-four.
Possibly you have heard from him
concerning that same chaiseT"
II have heard through Saul Shem-
uel," he said gravely. II guess my
brother was tickled to death to help
you out Of that pickle, Mr.. Cardigan"
"FIe shall not lose by it either" said
MY solicitor, Peter Weaver Of Al
bany, has sent your brother full recon.
pense for the carriage and animals"
After dinner we withdrew to one of
the small tables in a corner Of the
room, a servant bringing thither our
nuts and hot bowls and also some
writing materials for me.
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