The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1912-06-27

surance. Where is he?"
In the hall, SIR
Show him into the library and say
/ shall be down in moment"
Very good, sir"
1t was decidedly wrathful individ-
ual who confronted Stephen Maitland
few moments afterward in the IL
brary, for Armstrong was not accus-
toned to such cavalier treatment. and
had Maitland been other than Ends
father he would have given more out
ward expression at his Indignation
over the discourtesy In his reception.
"Mr James Armstrong, l believe, T"
began Mr.. Maitland. looking at the
card in his hand
Eyes, sir"
'Er-from Colorado?"
"And proud of it.
"Ah, | dare say. believe you wish
ed to see me about
Your daughter, sir"
"And in what way are you concern
ed about her, sir?"
81 wish to make her my WIFE
Great God!" exclaimed the older
man in voice equally divided be-
tween horror and establishment.
"How dare you, sir? You amaze me
beyond measure with your internal
impudence."
Excuse me, Mr.. Maitland" inter-
posed Armstrong quickly and with
great spirit and determination, but
where come from We don't allow
anybody to talk to us in this way.
You are Ends father and a much old
er man than I, but l can't permit you
To-"
Sir said astounded Maitland,
drawing himself up at this bold fiout-
ing, you may be very worthy young
man. I have no doubt of il, but 1t is
out of the question. My daughter"
Again less excited nearer might
have noticed the emphasis in the pro-
noun
why, she is halfway engaged to
me now" interrupted the younger
man with certain contemptuous
amusement in his voice. Look here,
Mr.. Maitland, I've knocked around this
| world a good deal. l know what's
| what l know all about you eastern
people and / don't fancy you any
more than you fancy us. Miss Enid is
| quite unspoiled yet and that is why
want her. I'm we'll able to take care
| of her, too; don't know what you've
got or how you got it, but can come
near laying down dollar for dollar
with you, and mines all clean money
| mines, cattle, lumbar-and it's all
good money. l made it myself. 1 left
| her two weeks ago with her promise
that she would think very seriously
| of my suit After came back to Den
ver-I was called east-I made up my
mind that I'd come here when I'd fin
| ished my business and have it out
with you. Now you can treat me like
a dog if you want to, but If you expect
to keep peace in the family you'd bet
| ter not, for | tell you plainly, whether
you give your consent or not, I mean
to win her. All want is her consent,
and I'VE pretty nearly got that"
Mr.. stephen Maitland was black
with anger at this clear. unequivocal,
determined statement of the case
from Armstrong; point of view.
IT would rather see her Dead" he
exclaimed with angry stubbornness,
than married to a man like you.
Flow dare you force yourself into my
house and insult me in this way I?
Were / not an old man would show
you, I would give you a taste of your
| own manner.
| The old mans white mustache fair
| ly quivered with what he believed to
be righteous indignation. He stepped
over to the other and looked hard at
him. his eyes blazing, his ruddy
| cheeks redder than, ever. The two
men confronted each other unf1inch-
| ingly for moment, then Mr.. Maitland
| touched bell button in the wall by
his side, Instantly the footman made
| his appearance
James" said the old man, his voice
shaking and his knees trembling with
/, passion, which he did not quite sue
| coed in controlling, despite desper-
ate effort. Show this-er-gentle-
man the door. Good morning, sir; our
| first and last interview is over"
He bowed with ceremonious polite
ness as he spoke, becoming more and
more composed as he felt himself
mastering the situation. And Arm
strong, to do him justice, knew a gen.
tleman when he saw him, and secretly
admired the older man and began to
feel a touch of shame at his own rude
way of putting things.
beg pardon, SIR" said the footman,
breaking the awkward silence, 'but
here is telegram that has just come.
sir"
There was nothing for Armstrong to
do or say. Indeed, having expressed
himself SO unrestrainedly to his rapid
Embarrassing regret, as the old man
took the telegram he turned away in
considerable discontinue. James bow
ing before him at the door opening
into the hall and following him as he
slowly passed out. Mr.. Stephen Matt
land mechanically and with great de
liberation and with no premonition of
evil tidings, tore open the yellow en-
yelope and glanced at the dispatch.
Neither the visitor nor the footman
had got out of sight or hearing when
they heard the old man groan and
fall back helplessly into chair Both
| men turned and ran back to the door,
for there was that in the exclamation
which gave rise to instant apprehen-
sion. Stephen Maitland now, as white