Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1909-08-13
CHAPTER V

a silence or some hVe minutes ensued
between the two men; the old lawyer
was anxious that the tempting bait he
held out should be thoroughly gorged be-
fore he was called upon to state upon
what terms all this might be brought
about. His best experience Of men told
him that there was no such mistake in
life as hurrying-an axiom most of US
learn, though generally too late but to
derive minor advantages therefrom.
'"This sounds too good to be true, Pear
man." at length remarked the squire. IF
it can be done, you must have some In
fernal rider to the proposition, that it is
hardly possible should assent to-"
1T is not likely that this can be brought
about without some valuable assistance
from yourself" rejoined the solicitor.
But will you bear steadfastly in your
mind the great advantages that will &C
mately to Miss Denison? Will you, more
over, be good enough to hear me patiently
to the end"
The squire nodded an impatient as
sent.
"You must, Of course, be quite aware
that now Miss Denison has arrived at
manageable age, her great personal at
fractions have claimed the attention of
a good many young men In the county"
The attorney paused, but his auditor
looked grimly at the fire, and expressed
his feelings by neither word nor gesture
well, a young gentleman of consider
able property, and still better expecta-
tions, who has had the privilege of meet
ing Miss Denison, is so struck with her
charms and Accomplishments that he has
commissioned me to ask your permission
to try whether he cannot succeed in in
ducing her to accept him as a husband
On the point Of family he is quite aware
that he has no pretensions to Miss Deni-
sons hand but as regards income,
think there would be nothing to be de-
sired"
who do you meanT' broke In the
squire. HAS Maude given him any en-
enlargement, that you come with this
story to meF'
MY dear sir, his acquaintance with
Miss Denison is far too slight for any
thing of that kind ever to have been even
thought of on his part. He is merely
anxious to have your permission to try
his luck. Without that, believe me, he
would never dare to aspire to your
daughters hand"
All this show Of Difference induced the
squire to listen to the proposition, at all
events, quietly. Who on earth Pearman
could. have in his eye he had no idea.
That he could mean his son all this time
never entered Harold Denison's head. He
certainly knew he had son, but, mix
ing so little as he did in the county now,
he had barely seen him, nor had he, but at
odd times, even heard Of him.
"But who Is 1t, manP Let's know the
name of this bashful sutton? It's a
quality one sees little enough Of in these
days"
'My son, Mr.. Denison, is the gentle
man who solicits your permission to do
his best to win your daughter"
"Your son Why"-and here the squire
stopped, perfectly thunderstruck. It was
dwelling age, he knew; that the tide
of democracy was at the flood, be was
aware; that cur cherished institutions
were looked on with disdain, that there
were people who saw no virtue In coro-
nets, and thought an Established Church
worn-out institution that 1t would be
as well to do away with, he had heard |;
but that the son Of confounded money
lending attorney should presume to dream
Of mating with a Denison Of Glinn he
Dad never contemplated. For a few min