The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1912-08-06

ond-rate hotel, called THE Cock and
Lobster" inquiring for the bride and
bridegroom. Mr.. and Mrs. Watts, they
said, were out ON the parade; but we
went to look for them, and surprised
them coming from the Lees, as hand
some couple as you could look upon.
She, pretty, brown-haired English
girl, her tresses tossed over her eyes
BY the sharp wind that swept in from
the sea, was close under the arm OF
her husband, who, at that stage, fear
ing to lose her touch, seemed, engaged
In the impossible attempt to cover her
entirely with one of his arms. And in
this pursuit privacy came to his aid.
for the breeze was fresh from the
channel at the beginning of night.
banishing all loiterers but those lott
ertnS in love; and the lamps fickered
and went low in the gusts as though
fearing TO illuminate the roses upon
the cheeks of bride.
When Master BERTHE saw us he be-
came sedate as Methodist minister,
and, commanding solemn tone acted
the part to perfection.
Uncle" he said, 1T would never
have believed 1t Of you. But this is
too serious a matter to mention here:
let us go to the hotel"
We returned in silence, but directly
we were In the hall the young man
called for his bAl, and speaking al
most in boisterous tone, crled:-
Were going to change our quarters,
uncle, and Will begin by moving to the
best hotel in the place. That poor
girl is moped to death here, and now
you're going to pay for our honeymoon
cost doesn't matter, does it, old
man?"
The old man concerned started at
this, his mouth wide open with the
surprise of 1t.
What's that?" he muttered.
"Whatre you going to do?" But I
| whispered to him to be silent, and In
an hour we were sitting down to q
| superb dinner-which he did not touch.
| by the bye-in the great saloon OF
the biggest hotel in the place. Dur
| ing the meal the bride, who scarce
seemed able to do anything else than
/ look at her husband, made few re-
| marks, but Watts and talked freely,
| quite ignoring the old man; and it was
/ not until we were in the private room
/ that the negotiations began.
There is no need to describe them.
| They lasted until midnight. at which
| hour the nephew of Lord birmingham
! had five hundred pounds in his peck
ct, and an allowance of five hundred
q year. From the moment of assent
ing to these conditions until we en-
tered the train next morning the old
man never opened his lips, but he
kissed the bride at the door OF the
hotel, and color came again to his
cheeks at the warmth of her lips.
When at last we were alone in the
carriage he gave great sigh of relief
and said-
Sutton, thank God that's overt"
Nearly over, my lord" / replied
with emphasis.
What to you mean?" he cried. do
you think that any one will get to-
hear OF 1t? Why, man, what have I
halfruined myself for?''
TO keep your nephew quiet" sug-
gcsted pleasantly.
and who else knows anything
when he's settled within" he asked
angily.
Why" said quite calmly, "you and
/, perhaps"
He looked at me as though his
glance was all-consuming and would
wither me, but ! met him with a pla-
cid smile and continued
'It ro.Mg TO ne that T want what
Mr. Stevenson calls n good memory
for forgetting DO you know. Lord
birmingham, that If you paid my bill
gave me, say eight thousand pounds
on account believe my mind would
be quite obllvious to the events OF
last nigAk"
The shot struck home-in the very
| center Of my target lie thought over
for some while, and spoke but once
between Sevonoalss and ChmiRg Cross.
I Ills remark was mere fOrcible than
+ convincing, for he exclaimed suddenly,
/ and propos Of Nothing I'm particulars
sutton, to blazes with all jewelsi".
/ Then he euL3idcd, ard came with me
/ quietly TO my rooms, where he wrote
/ q check for eight Thousand pounds
and signed IL with considerable fFm-
moss The ink was hardly dry how
ever. before he dropped heavily upon
the carpet, and lay prone I'm lt
The shock Of parting with 80 much
money had been too much fer him lie
IS now IN Madeira seeking a climate.