The Washington times., 1913-02-01
A DAUGHTER OF THE ARMADA stephen Chalmers
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THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY

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I marrit,'' said Macmurtris coolly. "Is't
! as bad as a that?'
"Ye ken. Ye ken hne!" roared the
'Whisbt!', said the lawyer, and I
| could reel that he was nodding toward
me. Let us speak the Gaelic, then
he added in that language: The clerk
| will have ears
The fact that the lawyer had led the
| other into the language which was
clearest to. me. appealed to me quite
| strongly: and only the clout smothcred
an explosion of nasal mirth.
He will be having cold?' said the
| Macdonald suspiciously. -
'Hes viii" said iMacmurtrie. And
now. Macdonald-speak out"
Thereat the chieftatnss OF the Kyies
told hts tale. of dfsappointsd love,
adorning the story with fearful oaths
object OF his wrath was sniniing on
a stool not three yards. sawas,f how
much Of this tale would have been
when his story was ended the. chief
brought down his fist with a bang that
made little Mr.. ,Macniurtrie jump foot
from his chair.
"And. now, sirrah, as a man of law,
you know ny-rights", cried the Mac
donald
Il do" said the lawyer. TO a hair"
Then. where is my wife?''
II never saw the fair lady in my life"
said the doughty little man as coolly
as Ananias-
What, BY the head Of my father
Probably cooler head than yours
was the retort. Listen to me, Macdon-
aid. II it is Mistress Msriposa you
speak OF. she is where you will never be
and where you cannot get her. She is
not your wife. for the marriage was not
consummated as the Scots law In this
case would require. You have the right
10 take her II you can find her-so, find
| trothed wife
And you call yourself my man-o-'
law?'" S -; -,
"As You please" said Macmurtrie. "A
lawyer cannot be on two sides of a case
and the side. of Mariposa retained me
first. AS for being your man of 1aw-
10 my fright, YOU win be pleased to
let Mister Macdonald have his bill for
legal services in the past. inciudin' sax
shillin's an eightpence for"
But that was as far as he had to go.
At the first hint of bill the Macdon-
and with ''Macmurtrie. We viii no
have heard the last O. this" he made
hasty retreat from the office.
..Sniffles, be seated" said the lawyer
amman yet that could face a bill for
law. And. now" he added, resuming
the Gaelic. where were we?" .
rapidly told him the rest of the story
of our adventures, which had latterly
much to do with the man Bordeaux.
said Macmurtrie. 81 owe him a bal
ance Of 50 guineas. and they're well
earned, though he did not earn them,
save by luck"
But who is Bordeaux l asked full
of curiosity.
Heaven and maybe a few others.
knows said the lawyer. Il do not.
some times think he's some gentleman
cast off-and while ] would be sure he
rs an actor, for he makes more fash
about poetry ard the like than Is SEEM
ly in an honest man. While he gets a
letter from LONDON town, which comes
from a brother of mine in the legal pro-
fession. More than that know not. II
is neither your business nor mine, my |
bit bill being paid by the said brother |
In the legal profession. But he's an
airy lad, this Bordeaux and a lament
able example. A vagabond the day, a |
ruff1es and silk this week. and ne,t |
week his own mother wouldn't ken him |
from lumsweep in worsted and
bauchIes- strange man, but a Ia
Rorie.'
this astute little man, who seemed the
calm center of every storm, plan for
poor Rorie?
Yer father, Angus" said he. lump-
ing from the Gaelic 10 the vernacuiar
II his queer way, was a Draw man an
deservin'. But yer mother was Black
JaIme's sister. II some obleegin' Mac
cnnald had rammed a skian-dhu into
thls young popinjay's parritch pot, you,
Rorie Maclean. would ha' been laird Of
Is Hellan. by the grace o Argyll and the
permession o. his gracious majesty the
KING, on whose head be blessings This
lass o. yours minds me o. Mary" added
Macmurtrie, lowering his voice.
The talkative little man suddenly
became silent and deliberately helped
himself to SNUFF.
the clamor an clash o I =. Poor
Mary
He closed the snuff box and the sub
Iect OF the unfortunate Queen of Scots
with a decisive snap.
AS l was saying. the ways of
heaven are inscrutable. with this
popinjay alive and quartered in nv
house, where the weemen-folk buzz
Maclean is landless. Therefore, a.
wise the sal Rorie Maclean to live at
Bling Johnny Thornton's, gather a
SCUM beez'ness learning on a lawyers
,tool-to wit. mine-at four shillin' a
week. an await the next turn o. the
wheel"
You mean that. must not 60 back
o Kilellan farm?"' said
Just what 1 say. lad" he said, sud
ienly gave. re have a made ,atbraw
ness o 't-though I'm no sayfn. We
ldna do mair than heaven has a right
o expect o d man-but IL wad be
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