The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-06-20


fight going on anywhere, RaWdon was
never far off. Yes, we can string the
centuries together in the battlehags we
have won. See there!' he cried, point
ing to two standards interviewer above
the central ,e;himney:pieee; lone was
SADIE, and the other my grandson took
in Africa. It seems but yesterday,
and Queen Victoria gave him the cross
for it. Poor lad, he had it on when
he died. 1t went to the grave with
him: / ! weuld1 t have !, it !, touched NJ
one dare say they don It. I think they
meddle good deal more with this life
than we count on,
The days that followed were days in
The House Wonderful. It held the
treasure trovee of centuries; all it's
rooms were full Of secrets. Even the
common sitting room had an antique
LONELINESS that provoked questions as
to the dates of its furniture and the
whereabouts Of it's wall cupboards and
hidden recesses. Its china had the marks
of forgotten makers, its silver was
puzzling with half-obliterated names
and dates, it's sideboard of oak was
black with age and full Of table acces-
series, the very names of which were
forgotten. For this house had not been
built in the ordinary sense, it had
grown thru centuries; grown out of de-
sire and necessity, just as tree grows,
and was therefore fit and beautiful.
room foated the perfume of ancient
things and the peculiar family aura
that had saturated all the inanimate
In a few days, life settled itself to
orderly occupations. The squire was a
late riser; the judge and his family
breakfasted very early. Then the two
-lcl 4 no l. oy.
dered in the garden, or sat reading, or
sewing, or writing in some Of the sweet,
fair rooms. Many visitors soon ap-
peared, and there were calls to return
and courtesies to accept. Among these
visitors the Tyrrel- Rawdons were the
family were Nicholas Rawdon and his
wife Lydia. Nicholas Rawdon was
large, stout man, very arrogant, very
complete, very alert for this world, and
not caring much about the other. He
was not pleased at Judge Rawdon's
visit, but thought it best to be cousinly
until his cousin interfered with his
then!,, and his Them implied
great deal, for Nicholas Rawdon was a
! man incapable Of conceiving the idea
/ Of loving! an enemy.
His wife was a pleasant, garrulous
woman, who, interested Ethel very
. much. Hersfamily was the chief topic
of conversation. She had two daugh-
baronet, "a man with money and easy
to manage'; and the other, ga rich
cotton lord in Manchester
"They haven't done badly she
said confdentially, and it a great
thing to get girls off your hands early.
Adelaide and Martha were well .edu,
Gated and suitable, but" she added
with a glow of pride, you should see
ager e of the ln mill, and he loves loves
the mill, and he knows every
pound of warp or weft that comes in
or goes out Of the mill; and what his
father would do without him, I'm sure
of parliament, too-radical ticket. Won
over .Mostyn. Wiped Mostyn out pref
ty well. That was a thing to do,
WASH t it - ..-s.
"I supposeMr. Mostyn was the con-
sentative candidates'
sS5You may be sure>of that; But !, my y
John Thomas doesn't blame him for it
the gentry have to be conservatives.
8 John Thomas said little against his pol
itics; he just set the crowd laughing at
his ways-his dandifed ways. And he
tried to wear one eyeglass, and let it
fall, and fall, and then told the men
Che couldn It manage half a pair of spec.
tacles; but ne coald manage Lne!f III,
terests and fight for their rights and
such like talk. And he walked like
Mostyn, and he talked like Mostyn, and
spread out his legs, and twirled his
walking stick like Mostyn, and asked
them IF they would wish him to &c
to parliament in that kind Of a shape
as he'd try and do it if they wanted
tailor-made man.; and they laughed
him down, and then he spoke reasonable
to them. John Thomas knows what
Yorkshire weavers want, and he just
promised them everything they had sci
their hearts on; and so they sent hin
to parliament and Mostyn went t
America, where, perhaps, they IL teacl
him that man s life is worth a bi
more than bird or a rabbit. Mostly
father was mean creature. When on
thinks of his father, one has to excus
The rnnnn man q little bit !,