The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-04-28

4 BidydeS - 81, the amount or his pas
age money, and in return gets
worthless check. which leaves hi
I penniless. He confesses his error [
.@@C Claire Harding, his boyhood swee
m heart.
= Thames Edward William Dali
= tree is in love with Claire.
80 III-Tom finds out that Capital
. Blaydes is paying attention to Clair
and is to be at her house that nigh
He VOWS to have satisfaction froI
Blaydes, but promises Claire that b
will not seek Blaydes for two week!
Tom meets Blaydes few moment
later and demands his G35
= But t-.erc was 40 end to the gooc
will of the York shireman. who not on
~ insisted on paying for hot coffee a
an early STALL but fatty refused to gc
about his business until Tom promised
to accompany him to breakfast at Its
conclusion.
Toms heart rose steadily with the
sun and was singing with brave re-
solve when at length the wagner re
turned.
81 doubt I've been a long time," said
outlcIDcfd. DC tCty uCdi 7
o'clock
"Ten past" said Tom. whipping out
the golden nucleus of his future for
: tunes. which he had even then been
huggiaz In bis pocket.
Tom tried to back out Of the break
I fast, but it failed He tried again a.
they drove past Fetter lane-he could
pay his way in Rolls buildings now
but this time the wagner whipped ur
his horse and refused to listen
NO. no." said he: "a promise is q
promise. and I warrant they'll BE-
proud to see you"
You mean your wife and familyF'
said Tom.
May said Butterfeld. II doubt
you'll not see them there
IN = a. your houseT' cried Tom.
'Tt isn'c mine" confessed the other
Its my wife's brothers. He drives
hackney coach. and l use his stable
every other morning. Me an my mis-
sus live out at Hendon. and come in
three nights week.
But you mustn't saddle these peo-
pie with me. Let me get down at
once @as ze-.4sa IS ~.
Mustn't IL chuckIed the WAGNER
.I'll take the blame. then. We're very
near there, and dashed il that isn't
Jim OF. his way home to breakfast
jim, .Iim,'' -
And Il hackney coach. crawling lei
surely along in front. was pulled up
IS the coachman turned round and rec
sgnized Butterield.
: We'll. Jonathan. how are your
."How's yourself. Jim? Early and
tate, as usual. eli? This is young
gent VIII, has ridden in with me. He's
waiting I'll; t Offices open. and
thought you'd give us both q bit of
breakfast
Always glad to oblige a gentleman"
said the coachman. looking hard. but
snodding genially at Tom. Nor would
4 be either listen to single protest or
apology from the youth. who found
himself at breakfast scarce ten min
ntes later in a coy kitchen close to
Blackfriars bridge.
The hackney coachman was burly
Did soldier, q jolly rufian. with good
brown eye. His wife was small and
spruce. watchful and quiet. and per-
6aps Tom liked her less. She was kind
enough, however; indeed. the sympa-
thetic interest shown by all in an I'M
known vagabond was circumstance
that touched Tom deeply, though Of a
piece with all his most recent expe-
tiences and but another proof Of the
worlds kindness.
The old soldier had served in India
himself. He was full of practical adj
vice for Tom. who listened gratefully,
Int va IF
he had not slept for some thirty hours.
Instantly the household was on its
feet. 1t appeared that Jonathan But
terrified had a snoo5e there each morn
Ing after his night journey with the
lie down beside him.
Tom concentration an hour-and fell
asleep wondering where he had seen
the good Jim before. When he awoke,
the wagner was gone and the light
He went downstairs in his
socks and asked Jirn's wife the time.
Timer said She Haven't you a
watch?''
Not l."
Jonathan told me you'd a gold re-
peater.'
Tom remembered the repeater for
the first time since awaking, but the
woman was looking at him queerly,
and he had no intention of entering
into explanations with her. so he sim
ply asked whether Jonathan had gone.
Many an hour ago. It's o'clock"
Five
''And after"
Tom burst into apologies. in the /
midst of which the woman put on a !
shawl and went out He was still |,
standing irresolute in his socks, dazed |
by his long sleep, when there came a |
rattle OF wheels outside. and in rushed /
Jim with his whip and an evening |
newspaper.
'aGiad 10 find you still here, sir"'
cried he. Il want somebody as can |
read to read me 4 slice out of this ere |
Globe Its awful sir-awfuli The |
VERY nIemsn drove last night, /
I've come straight from Scotland |
Yard"
Tom suddenly remembered when and /