The Washington times., 1911-06-07

though trying to work himself into 4
rage, am / to endure your impertinent
awkwardncss?"
'Marse Phil" expostulated Henry,
amazed at the unusual outburst, you
Knocked ii out o my hands with that
fork you's waVin'.'
BE silent, you miserable wretch" ex-
claimed the master.
For the rest of the day he was in
visible, shut in the library, supposedly
engaged upon his ode, and Henry car
ried his meals to him.
Late that night. while Della was lying
on her bed sleepless. thinking of her
brother she heard the violin begin 10
pour wild, plaintive melody through
the dark halls. Just then the bell of a
and, although the girl was familiar with
her uncle's eccentricities, the lateness Of
the hour disquieted her. Barefooted,
she creft softly as mouse to the head
of the stairs and looked down. There
was no light below, but from the sounds
she could tell that the old man was
shuffling in his carpet-slippers the
whole length of the hall, and playing TO
himself
He arose earlier than usual the next
morning, dressed himself for the street,
and ordered Henry to accompany MIN
downtown. A little before noon ne cam
home alone, and at dinner the comely
young cook, Betsy. came IN ana served
the meal.
why" exclaimed Della on perceivins
the change of walters. where's Henry
Uncle Philip
The old gentleman's smile was as I'M
penetrable as adamant
"Well-h-m-Henry. you see. ne re-
piled. was a trife clumsy and-h-n-
impertinent besides. l haVe-er-dls-
posed of Henry. But. as l was saying
the next lines are:
Before his falchion's sweep the coward
foe,
To 'scape its dreadful cirque, fee like
the wind.
Here, again, you will observe, my dear,
l change swiftly to the present tense to
give the impression of nearness, vivid
ness velocity, a poetic license of which
there are innumerable examples among
the classics
Putting two and two together, Della
hit upon the dismal truth of the matter
Henry had been sold to pay the gro
Gerry bill!
Such an expedient indicated, of course.
low. After pondering the
gloomy situation until evening, the girl
sailed into her uncle's room, caught
him with his gray head bowed upon
his hands, and wrung from him con-
fession.
There's Just one thing for us to do.
Uncle Philip" announced she when the
old gentleman, in considerable embar-
rassnent and trying TO hide his tears.
had admitted the ignominlous aucnon-
ing off of his body servant at Lumpkin,s
there's just one thing to
do We must pocket our pride, as so
MANY others have done, and lake lodg-
ers Everybody has them now. When
one wakes up Franklin street the win
dOws on both sides fairly stare with
cards. Then, too, If we have dodgers
l can keep my Binah and Lymus to do
the mental work. Otherwise Id feel
compelled not to burden you with my
servants"
blankly at her a moment. then stood up
and pointed to the row of family por-
traits on the wall. What would they
think If Philip Vaughan were to accept
money for dispensing his hospitality?
In this house, that has dined governors
of the State aye, and a President Of
the old Union. guests compelled to pay
for nights shelter? Never! You pro-
pose the impossible"
In this unreasonable attitude he re-
mained firm until Della declared she
would go to some of her other relatives
to live. Then he yielded. The upshot
Of 1t was that there soon appeared in the
front window neat placard announcing
furnished rooms 20 let, the preparation
1f which placard had caused certain
small person to ink her fingers badly.
Della, being the youngest of consid-
era BILE relationship and the beauty OF
The family, had hitherto known next to
nothing Of household cares; she was one
Of those bright, dainty creatures whom
every one delights to indulge and spoil.
But now she began cheerfully TO practice
various unaccustomed economies and
tasks
For one thing. she undertook to do the
Followed by stately black
Binah carrying the basket, she Joined
the crowds that filed past the booths
and country carts where such frightful
prices were being asked for meats, eggs,
and vegetab bles. 1t was we'll Binah went
along, for the mammys indignant
yrunts and shrewd darky comments
often saved her little mistress from be-
ing outrageously cheated.
How 20 gwine tote away all dat
money in dat i'll wagon. white MANI
Binah would y.owl at a farmer who
asked Sc for a scant pound of butter
Next door 20 Philip Vaughan's lived a
family of refugees from Philadelphia
named Jones. The father and his two
sons were department clerks, wholly de-
pendent on their salaries. which were
ladly sufficient to support the family. |
Accordingly, Mr.. Jones had planted a
liminutive kitchen ga rden in his back
rard, where, in the long summer even
ngs after office hours, he industriousIy
lid her sewing on her uncle's side
porch, she constituted a convenient
audience for the talkat!ve old fellow.
He had been an editor up North. and, !
ike other fireside soldiers, he knew just |
low the war should be fought, and |
)referring the obscure spawn of West
Point to such great and eloquent men !
Is John B. Floyd and Henry Wise in
he leadership Of the armies.
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