The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-10-21

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"And if you please, Mr.. Lovegroye,
| should be much obliged If you Will
allow me to go out Tor couple Oh
hours; my-er-my sister is coming
to town, and er-I-"
"Oh, that's all right, Foskit. You
have worked like brick during thls
removal, and | don't think shall
want you this evening; but-sister-
Foskit, that's a bit thin-eh?"
Fosht's face expanded with a
broad grin, but he did not deny the
soft impeachment, and even went so
far as to allow himself the indul-
gence of a wink when he had closed
the library door on his master. In
a few minutes he returned with Mr.
Blunt
well, jim, and what's blown you in
tonight?"
"Halloa, Charley, l didn't know
you'd moved. l went round to the
old address and was received by the
estimable Susan Nibler, who, inform
ed me that you had taken up your bed
and walked"
II had to, my boy, to preserve the
domestic peace of my wiSwam. AS
my wifes aunt, Miss Susan Nibler
is a woman to be tolerated, but a
continual dose of a good thing is
not proper for any man. When Kitty
and | were married, Miss Nibler
insisted upon us taking up our abode
with her. | had my doubts about the
arrangement, and my forebodings
were justified. The old lady is pro-
fessional manhater, and the atmos-
phere was charged with quarrels
from morning to night. Kitty vas al
ways in tears, | developed chronic i'll
temper, and the more unhappy we
were the more joyful the old lady
seemed to get"
"And so you parted?"
after storm of more than usual
sultriness | cut the painter and steered
our boat to this little backwater."
"And how did the old lady take it?''
well, dear boy, you'd have hard
job to convince her that l haven't
taken Kitty away for the fell purpose
of taking her life by slow poison"
"I can quite believe it, Charley
But l mustn't waste any more time;
came around to see if you would do
me a favor"
Certainly, old chap; how much?"
"Oh, it's not money this time; many
thanks. What | want you to do is
this: You see, my wife's cousin is
coming down from Manchester, and
arrives at Euston S30 My wife was
going to meet her, but she's laid uI
with the 'fue,' and l can't go because
I'm due at dinner. Will you let your
man, Fos1it, go to the station and put
her in a cab?"
I'm sorry, old man, but I've lei
Foskit go out for the evening"
That's awkward, and puts me in
hole. say, Charley be good chap
and go yourself"
what, l? My dear Jim, do you
want to get me into trouble? My
little Kitty is the dearest girl in al
the world, but there's no denying
the fact that she's as jealous Of me
as 1t is possible for anyone to be
and if she got to know that l met
a strange lady at Euston Station
well, the fat would splutter in the
fire."
There's good fellow, just to OBJ
lige me-"
But | don't know the lady"
'Oh, that's all right. l was so GER
tain of Foskit being able to go that
telegraphed to her to place herself In
the hands of my messenger, who
would be waiting under the big clock
and she would know him by the thret
red roses in his coat
81 don't like it, Jim; l tell yor
candidly"
ut won't take you half an hour
you can go to Euston in ten minutes
and / shall be awfully obliged to you
Here are the roses Don't forget-S.30
under the clock. Many thanks, oil
man."
And before Charley Lovegrove coult
continue his protests Jim Blunt hat
gathered up his hat and stick and van
ished
"Confound him, l wish he hadn'
asked me to do it. l suppose l mus
go and pitch little fairy tale to Kitty
hate deceiving the dear girl; but
would never do to let her know that
was going to meet a strange lady"
While he was was thus soliloquizinI
his wife came into the room.
Il say, Charley; now that we haven
got auntie with us, wouldn't it be mic
If we had an hour or two at the thea
tire tonight, and cozy little suppe
after?"
''Oh, I'm awfully sorry, Kitty, oil
girl, but I quite forgot to tell you tina
| promised to meet a man at the clu
matter of business, you know
sha'n't be gone more than an hour
"Oh, Charley, you-you are not &c
ing to start leaving me for that horri
club; and we-we-we-ve not bee
married a m-month?"
Now, Kitty, dear, don't be unrea
sonable. and, for goodness sake, don
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