The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-11-27
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 .she has never pushed up agains' me" said Jack q haven't spoken " her for years."
 why should your" ,,s
 .Hecause she's an old friend. Io have spoken quick enough If I nao twigged she was the girl in blue.
 ~I am sorry for the poor gfri, saIu Lady Vincent. "Of course sne is no' I'd blame for her father--and her posi- tion is anomalous But she should understand. and not push herself where she isn't expected. Then she woudn be snubbed."
 "Poor Miss Lizzie, think our girls want a Jolly good snubbing them selves" and again Jack spoke In praise of his humble friends. Tell Sir !onn he is off the line about old Crunden. He may take it from me--the old cnap a trump" Then, with iaugh. ne added. T am bound 10 SUCH ap him."
 awhy are you boundg'
 ooh. we are brothers-Masons- berin with and fairs fair. Motner' IT II { tell you. He lent me fifty pounds the other dayi'
 "Jackw .I was in a hole--stuck for money. But why" asked Lady Vincent n consternation. "why didn't you ash your father for fl?
 Cant you guess?' said Jack arcn' ly. He mightn't have been able?' "The Governor doesn't like having his ear bitten"
 But Crunden. Why did you ask him7"
 "I don't know. Pure fun. I wanted to bite somebody's ear to that tune You know what mean? Slang! Lady Vincent nodded her heao earnestly. = T met,the old chap In the street. Ss | I thoughtx What lark to try ane bite the Hedgehog's ear! You migh' l have knocked me down with feather when he said yes. He walked ms straight into the White Hart and wrote the check in exchange for my I. O! u.' s'He must be repaid at once. "Then the ,Governors ear VIII nhF' to be bitten after all
 That is your only course. But don, inset him before the meeting. He did not sleep last night" Lady Vincent was greatly perturbed by what Jaci had told her To her the acceptanct of a loan from a common townsmaf seemed a most dreadful occurrence: presage or omen of future disasters arising from that unhappy taste foi low company. Jack" she said. yo, have frightened me. Oh. Jack. pull yourself together--rouse yourself-toi my sake" .,. boots. and spoke lightly. bur with great tenderness. aMother, dear. don't you bother about me. I'm all right And don'f-don'' turn against what Is. after all. the work of your own hands You ano the Governor have spoiit me iove you for 1t. But. land something Q. emotion sounded esssatn ssftoo 'Gs late now now -as to what you say. I wanted to do thfngs--my father wouldn't let me. had my dreams--on bright morning. in springtime especially. Heard tne wbisper in the cast .wind-we've all heard it-even that old rotter. Charlie Padfield: Wake. Get mp. Put your boots on. Do something.s ] t.r,sa over and slepts ss Too late "a whisner can't wake me now. He stood with a boot in each hama .r,iIiur ,at his mother: then sat down and Kicked of his slippers :. .Oh. Jack" said Lady Vincent pit eousiy, syou distress me by sayins- but oh. my dear boy, don't change chang nS,. ypul and YOU know how it upsets your Ia '". .A,, right" and even as he spoke, Sir Johns voice was heard outside ih '"s sJacKi ac Here he is. Don't let him see them"
 And lack hastily opened the large coal box, put his boots inside ana dronped the flap upon them.
 "Don't upset him." said Lady Vim cent. "Pll be back directly--to rece''e the ladies" s,...,,, nary ous and fussy this afternoon. snort who followed. bearing inkstand. pape, ate was unable, for a little wnlle' to satisfy him as to arrangements for the
 show them all in here. short as soon as they arrive: dont np. Ksep So banging about. That chair won 9o we want d bigger chair for the chair wan There, That's better. ~ ..Yes Sir John. Will you have the ,nkstand in front of you. Sir Johnf 1 "In front of the chairmans place. may not be the chairman: sh.
 eSurely." said Lady Vincent AS sh' l ,,,ant ont of the room, that goes with n,,t saving-in your own house.
 "xvei, nerhaps. Matter of form nu
 snort. another inkstand. And th' ketch maps. The sketch maps
 "Yes, Sir John." 4 (, At last Short had put the table .l order and father and son were leI together. Sir John was still nervous iv fussing, giving finishing touches
 nooving an inkstand two inches to I, tn'
 rieht. smoothing a plotting pad. m
 snn iingiing money or keys in trous
 ar pocket. had a friendly, toierah
 sr,,le as he watched him fussing.
 Well. Sir John! Ready for tn
 fray? Thirsting after their pleoeiai
 blood?" ~ ,n s.,d h,
 father irritabiy, and then he mao ta
 nIaintiff appeal. Jack. don't cnat1 .o
 Sav' This Is serious--infernaliy ssri
 ous." oa,,t sek it'
 so bad" .ds s,r John he turned from the table, showe' face that was almost haggard'
 ..T understand" said Jack. "it's a soh ooor--the whole thing. But does una uoatter to us so much? You nave aI wont own ground to ward on intruo CTS. a,. ,oderstand." "No but I'm trying to-"