Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-12-04
NANcY's DRAWING MASTER.

The door opened to admit 3 man of
middle height, with black beard and
whiskers, and hair of dull. shadowless
black His face was so oyerpowered by
this black framework that nc man after
talking to the new baronet for an hour
could tell You whether his nose was
straight or crooked, whether his eyes
were blue or green, honest or shifty.
They only knew that he was very black.
II thought perhaps you would come
on from the Carlyon wedding The
woman's eyes shone out in welcome
Had the new bride and bridegroom
left, when you came away, and whence
are they going for the honeymoon?
Venice, / believe
"Ah," said Mrs Corbett with mild
enthusiasm, "how delightful Ny sis
ter has just gone there for the first
time. She is most artistic person. and
writes with such real feeling about
everything there. / do love genuine ar
tistic feeling She writes to me this
morning that she is staying at hotel
on The Grand canal, and drinking it all
in Life is very FULL she says Pos
sibly the bridal pair will meet my sis
ter and her husband. His name is Mel
lish, Julian Mellish. Bring me his
| photograph to show to Sir John, Nancy 2"
and, as the child left the room reluc-
| family, Mrs. Corbett ran after her with
further low toned orders When Nancy's
clear voice came back to the mans ears,
declining to go out for walk and deny
| ing the existence of any lessons which
needed to be done at once in the dining
| room, Wilson guessed the purport Of
these orders and smiled gratefully.
But, as his hostess left him, the mans
| face became suddenly haggard and gray
and ten years older Il must settle the
matter now" he said to himself, walking
to the window. "She got quarter of
million from her father if she got pen
ny, and lsaacson would keep quiet if |
could promise him quarter of that |
must have it | must make certain of
! it now" He walked back to the sofa.
biting his nails. THE moneys come to
her since that skunk Corbett was
drowned" he muttered again, $50 it can't
be in a settlement. I'll have it-and
within a fortnight The smash won't
come yet"
| As Mrs Corbett came back into the
room he went up to her and took her
| hand. The business was really very
| difficult, for he positively disliked the
woman; her simpering. placid face, inert
movements, and smiling stupidity en-
ragged him every time he saw her. His
ideal woman swore freely, could drink
nine men out of ten under the table, and
kept parties Of lovemaking miners in
! order with a revolver However. he had
hardly begun before Nancy ran into the
| room again 1t was the last straw added
to his contempt for his intended wife,
that she could not even turn her child
out of the room successfully
Mummy" said the child excitedly,
Frederick says Mr.. Seaton has come
you know, that man who wrote this
morning about the drawing lessons; and
you thought he might do for me-
gaunt, roughly dressed man of As
came slowly into the room, looking
round him very anxiously, holding out
his hand 10 Mrs. Corbett and then with
drawing 1t hastily, with a dry, quickly
checked smile, as though he had forgot
ten himself. Il had the honor of writing
to you, madam" he said in a slow. sing
song voice, with strong colonial ae-
cent, suggesting some drawing lessons,
and you kindly telephoned me to call /"
Yes" said Mrs. Corbett amiabIy.
My friend Sir John Wilson suggested
a little sketehing tour in Normandy for
MS, and | should like my daughter to
have some extra lessons first. Are You
free at once?'
YES No, not at all" Seaton
seemed to awake to Mrs Corbett's ques
tion with slight start, but took no no
tice of it when he did wake up. On the
contrary, he advanced to Wilson and
said curtly: Il have had the pleasure of
meeting You before, somewhere, sir
Very likely you have met me some
where" said the other haughtily. Il
employ a large number of people of all
classes in my business"
you We're crossing from Melbourne
to New Zealand six years ago, / Think
Il daresay l was" said Wilson cold
ly. ''Yes, in point of fact, was. What
then, sir?" The uncomfortable look
which always came into this mans face
whenever anyone referred to events of
more than five years ago was conspicu-
GUS there now
Il think friend of mine was on
board" went ON the dry. monotonous
voice He told me all about that voy-
age"
why, that was the voyage" said
Mrs Corbett, with her usual mild en-.
thusasm, when the New Zealand slip
was wrecked, and Sir John Wilson he.
haved so CALAMITY"
WAS it2' asked Seaton; and a slow
smile, which might mean anything
even admiration-drift across his face.
1T was entirely owing to him that
anybody was saved" went or Mrs. Cor
bett, noticing only with an affeetionate
shake of the head Wilson'S entreaties to
her to stop Yet the entreaties seemed
10 have some real meaning on this &C
casion; Il don't care how often | repeat
the story. My poor dear husband was
ON board, so, of course, | was interest |
ed"
"Of course" Seaton bowed to the
lady, and put an extra mournful touch
Of sing song into his voice as he went |
on. Sir John behaved very differently |
from another man on bo9rd, about whom /
my friend told me- This man got first |
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