The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-15

IoI piano, relieving the melan-
- vi choly which possessed her,
~ but Nelson, pausing in the
hall to listen and exceedingly curious
concerning the promised utterance Of
the damsel fair, was to suffer disap-
pointment, as the ballad was broken
off abruptly and the songstress closed
the piano with a monstrous clatter
Little doubt may be entertained that
the noise was designed to disturb Mr..
Carewe, who sat upon the veranda con-
sulting strong cigar, and less that
the intended insult was accomplished.
For al expression OF a vindictive ma
ture was precipitated in that quarter
so simultaneously that the bang of the
the report Of a musket and the imme-
date cry OF the wounded.
Mrs. Tanberry at once debouched
upon the piazza, showing a vast, cloud
ed countenance. And I hope to heav-
en- you already had a headachev' she
exclaimed.
THE courtesy of your wish, madam"
Carewe replied, with an angry flash
of his eye, lis only equaled by the
kindness Of heaven in answering it. I
have, in fact, q headache. I always
have nowadays"
THAT'S good news" returned the
lady heartily.
Il thank you," retorted her host.
"Perhaps if you treated your daugh-
ter with even a decent Indians kind of
pohteness you'd enjoy better health .
"Ah. And in what failure to perform
my duty toward her have I incurred
your displeasure?'
where is she now?' exclaimed the
other eNcitably. where is she now?"
Il cannot say"
"Yes, you can, Robert Carewe!' Mrs.
Tanberry retorted, with a wrathful
gesture. ''You know we'll enough she's
In her own room, and so do I, for I
tried to get in to comfort her when
heard her crying. She's in there with
the door bolted, where you drove her!"
II drove herv' he sneered.
Eyes: you did, and I heard you. Do
you think I couldn't hear you raging
and storming at her like a crazy man?
Why can't you be good father to
her?'
perhaps you might begin by asking
her to be good daughter to me-"
"What has she done?"
"The night before I went away she
ran to fire and behaved there like
Of hni1or M To-
the Carewe family have not formerly
acquired notoriety Of that kind"
'"Bah!' said Mrs. Tanberry
"The next morning, when taxed her
with it, she dutifully defied and in
suited me-"
II can imagine the delicacy with
which you taxed her. What has that
to do with your devilish tantrums of
this afternoon, Robert Carewe?"
Il am obliged to you for the express
sion," he returned. "When came
home this afternoon I found her read
ing that thing" He pointed to many
very small fragments of Mr.. Cum
mings' newspaper, which were scatter
ed about the lawn near the veranda.
''Well?"
do you know what that article was,
madam, do you know what it VASE"
Although breathing heavily, Mr.. Ca
rewe had compelled himself to a GER
tain outward calmness, but now, in the
uncomfortable agitation Of his anger,
he sprang to his feet and struck one Of
the wooden pillars Of the porch shock
ing blow with the bare knuckles Of his
clinched hand. "Do you know what it
was? It was eulogy Of that Van
revel! 1t pretended to be an account
Of the enrolment of his internal COM
pany, but it was nothing more than q
glorification of that niger loving
hound! His company-a lot Of sneaks,
who'll run like sheep from the first
greaser-elected him captain yester-
day, and today he received an appoint
ment as major! It dries the blood In
my veins to think of tt that black dog
major! Heavens, am I never to.
hear the last of him? Cummings wrote
It, the fool, the lying, fawning, slobber-
Ing fool He ought to be shot for it!
Neither he nor his paper ever enters
my doors again! And I took the dirty
sheet from her hands and tore it to
pieces
Yes" interposed Mrs. Tanberry, sit
looks as if you had done it with your
teeth
-"and stamped it into the ground"