The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-09-06

eratulate him ne said that Mir. Preston had interested himself most kindly tn him. Sure enough a letter arrived soon afterward appointing him fourth cierk in the Tape and Sealing Wax onice' with a salary of so pounds per an mum.
 Though Mary no longer needed to as- sist her husband now. she could not bear to leave the child just then; nor would Lady Tiptof let her go. for the mother loved Mrs. Titmarsh as much as the baby loved her. So che went with them to visit Laiy Jane at the Preston house in Richmond.
 One day Mir. Titmarsh went there 10 thank Mir. Preston fer the place. He was directed into the shrubbery near the river There he found MT. Pres- ton; but he came upon him In an Atti- tude highly unbecoming Secretary of State. Mir. Preston was on his fat knees before Mary. who was standing there holding the little Lord and look ing half frightened and half ready to laugh. When she saw samuel she laughed and ran down the lawn
 Mir. Preston was too fat to rise very quickly. Just as he was getting up he caught sight of Mir. Titmarsh looking as fierce as the crater of Mount Etna. He gave a start, lost his footing a1d rolled into the river with a great splash.
 It was not deep and he cane. buh- bling and snerting out again in as much fright as fury. Titmarsh's am ger fled at the sight. and he began to laugh. So did Lord Tiptoff and his wife. who came up just then.
 "oh. you old sinncrl' said Lord Tip toff. "will that heart of yours he nl ways so susceptible. you romantic. apoplectic immoral manT'
 MT. Preston went away, quite speech less with rage.
 At any rate" said Lord Tiptoff. laughing, "Titmarsh here has got good place through our friends un- happy attachment, and Mrs. Titnarsn has laughed at him, so there ia no harm. It's an i'll wind that blows no- body any good"
 'sueh n wind as that, my Lord" said Titmarsh, with all due respect to you, shall never do good to me. It shall never be said that Sam Titmarsh got place because a great man was in love with his wife. You have made me free, my Lord, and thank God! am willing to work. I can easily get q elerkship. and with that and my wife's income we can manage honestly to face the world.
 My Lord at first turned red and looked rather angry. Then he held out his hand and said: You are right. Titmarsh, and I am wrong. Let me tell you in confidence that 1 think you are a very honest fellow. and you shan't lose by your honesty. promise you"
 Nor did he. He fs now Lord Tir toffs steward and right hand ms a . And he is a happy man and fatiNer and his wife Is loved and reapec4ed In ali the country round. and MuA Hosl1ins is his brother-in-law. hasNnG married one of the Misses Titmafsh. and is partner with his exeelientf Ia ther in the leather way, and ig the delight of his nephews and niecAs for his tricks and his fun.
 Mrs. Hoggarty of Castle HogGnrtg married a gentleman who had been not entirely pnconnected with an af- fair of forgery. and had Subsequenf1y taken to religion with much success After his marriage. however, he ex- changed religon for rum and water and this profession he also pursued with success. so much 60 that he died after a few years.
 Aunt Hoggarty then called herself Mrs. Hoggarty- Grimes wapshot of Cas- tie Hoggarty. She wrote to her neph- CIV that she had overcome all earthly resentments over the grave of her de- parted saint and proposed that she take up her residence with her dear relatives. When Mir. and Mrs. Tit- marsh respectfully declined this offer. she altered her will. which once more she had made in her nephew's favor, and left all her property to the Irish Hoggartys.
 But one day she saw Mrs Titmarah in a carriage with Lady Tiptoif. and heard that the Titmarshes were al- ways invited to the castle and were growing rich. Thereupon she altered her will again and left everything 10 them.
 Before she had the temptation to change her will again she died. Peace be to her soul" says Titmarsh with all his heart. flor certainly she left me very pretty piece of property"
 Next sundays One-Page CIassfe will he "DOmbey and Son." by Charles Dickens.