The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-11-23
coming. The young ..,en lounged abo,
ns commercially as cYer Ths. Girls All

coming. The young .hen lounged abo,
as contentedly as ever. The girls st,
| played tennis and croquet, and carrie
all their money to Selkirk's--or, rathe
nearly all their money, but not quil
all. Some Of 1t found It's way to Mod,
ct Robes. Miss Walsh had recently so
tyenty-one leaf-green tulls ruf1les-
specialite-the overplus OF a new lii
sent down from certain smart Lof
don house. Wearing these special ru
files. the Hill young ladies' felt gay /,
heart. easy In their minds. and scarcel
listened when parents discussed Il
coming stroke of DOOM
The fuller sale bills were now up 4
over the town. Mr.. Crunden. hayit
met the bill-sticker,, asked for oil
| OF the white sheets. carried It hon1
and with drawing pin fixed It TO Il
wall OF his big room between the I'd
ensravinss in the place where sui
documents always hung years ago.
Coming back early one afternoon
found Mrs. Price as II spellbound b,
fore the new bill.
Haven't you read that YETI sal
Mr.. Crunden, with q grunt. "or are so
learning 1t BY rote?" And he grunts
again as he took OF his square h.
and brought out a bandana hant
kcrchief to mop his forehead.
1t was an oppressive, airless da,
very hot in the sun. and Mr.. Crunde
had obviously returned in rather
bad temper. Mrs. Price smiled, an
spoke soothlngly.
You've had your walk, then"
YES"
ANY news?"
Well" said Mrs. Price in friendI
conciiiatory tones, there's one thin
with yoti--you're regular as clock
work. One can always tell your move
ments. Down by tho Yard, over tt
bridge. and UP the towu--as usual
-. What did you see to-day!'
"a lot OF fools, as usual" An
with q loud grunt. the master wei
Ito his bureau and sat down. Fool
~. All the town chattering about II
! sale"
Well, it is a bombshell for Il
gentry" and Mrs. Price turned ont
more to the bill. IT can't get over it,
must read it every tlIpe / come IN
And she laughed sood.humoredly.
the Mart. London! On July the twenty
second. at P. NJ. precisely! BY ord,
of the Executors. Forty acres Ere,
hold! Twenty noble .esidences---''
One OF the noble residents--Colon
Reconnaissance across the road ar
talked to me-saw mo all OF O sudde
oh, Mr.. Crundan.' says he what ca
be done to avert this catastrophe
What's that, slr.' Tho ruin OF tt
ows are built over we shall all lea,
In a body. oh. do think old Lad
Haddlnsham has treated US very bad
How so, sir?' Why, in putting Il
property up for sale to the hlshe
bidder without any warming"
What did you say to the Colonel
81 said: Well sir. as to that. sellin
to the highest bidder is always don
It'd be funny thing to sell to I'll
lowest bidder. And as to Lady Hat
bingham, she's dead, as I UNDERSTAND
Sc we oughtn7t to blame her for what
done when she's in her cotIin.'" All
then Mr.. Crunden gave all imltatic
of voice and gestures, which. IL at q
successful, proved that Colonel Bea,
mont was foolish. fussy, ftnpickiu
sort OF person: "'Nlight have provide
for che contingency, Mr.. Crunden. -.
Might have Ittovided FOR the conti,
sency.'"
.'what did you gay to that," asks
Mrs. Price. She was genuinely int.
ested and amused.
81 told him the best way to say
their aristocratlc peighborhood W;
lot them TO Clup toSeIncrs ana DIV
tho property" and Mr.. Crunden gal.
a short, contemptuous laugh. "The
won't do that: they haven't the mons
in all the twenty noble residences.
pride could buy 1t. they would"
To be sure. They arc proud
Yes. It's grand, such pride as thsil
III you come to think of IT. PROV
because they aren't In trade-becau
they are colonies who never Fought
battle; admirals who won their ray
after they'd left me service: pensio
crs who never did an honest day
work. Ill tell you something. I'll
grown to hate them and their pridg
with their proud. icked-out daugl
ters-too proud to play a gan,e<of BID
with my girl"
THAT was a shame indeed-refusil
Of Miss Lizzie for the club
~ hate their proud swaggerii
sons, too! I.oafers!--that's what th
are. Idle. loafing, staggering fools
every one of them"