Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1914-01-30

mOCner treated with Such unDOunQoQ
reverence. The duke-as they suppos,
ed he was-apon the invitation of Mr..
Gardner made himself at home at the
Gardner house. and though he neither
made nor tried to make any Roadway
with Margaret, she always received
him cordially. But an American wife
was not his object One day while in
Mr.. Gardner's Office he began to abuse
the mails, which were so COMPOUNDED
slow, you know" He had ordered a
thousand pounds sent him from Eng
| land month before, and surely there
had been plenty of time for a reply
! Mr.. Gardner at once volunteered to
supply him with any amount that
would serve to meet his present needs.
But the duke" declared that he could
wait few days longer At the end OF
that time, when his friend insisted on
furnishing what he needed, Mr. Gard
ner drew note for $500 and handed
it to the former to get it cashed.
But don't need so much" said
| Morton
las you like" replied Gardner.
well, since you insist upon it" said
the Englishman, perhaps we had bet
ter make it a thousand, and when my
draft comes I'll indorse it over to you
just as it stands"
| Notwithstanding that $1,000 was no
great matter to Gardner, he was rath
er taken aback at a stranger accept
ing so large loan from him. Morton
cashed the note and said he would go
and put it into a bank He was max
ing for railway station when whom
should he meet face to face but Loris.
ton.
Hello, Mortonp'
Morton replied to the salute by turn.
ing pale and stammering a reason for
his being there, just as if Loriston had
asked the question His former en-
ployer, whom he had left so suddenly,
grew suspicious.
Have you found position here?"
asked LOriston.
mo, my lord"
i Loriston looked at him critically
then said:
Come with me to my hotel l wish
to talk with you"
| Morton was in a hole. He should
have avoided one of Americas great
cities which Loriston was sure to visit
and, if they met, would surely expose
any game Morton might be playing
In Eoriston's room at his hotel, after
considerable cross questioning, Morton
agreed that If Loriston would permit
him to undo what he had done with
out prosecution he would make clean
breast of it. LOriston promised, and
Morton, laying the money he had just
obtained on a table before Loriston,
told the whole story.
There was lying dormant in Loriston
a spirit of adventure he had inherited
from an ancestor who had fought I'M
der the sultan Of Turkey, sailed under
the great Drake and, having been ship
wrecked in the Pacific ocean, had been
made king Of one of the islands there.
Loriston asked Morton to accompany
him to the office of Mr. Gardner,
which he had just left, and introduce
him as his secretary just arrived from
England with his $1,000 and return
the money. That was all Morton was
to do except to go on playing. his game
without making any more loans-and
treat Loriston as his secretary.
Of course this return of funds SO
quickly placed Morton's pretendons on
a firm footing, and since the secreta-
ry, Mr.. Arbuckie, appeared to be a gen
tlemanly fellow, the duke was asked
to bring him to the house. When Mr.
, Gardner informed his wife of this un.
doubted proof Of the formers genuine
ness she exclaimed: 81 told you So
Just as If / don't know breeding when
/ see ity And when Mr.. Arbuckle ap
, peared at the house with his chief
, Miss Margaret declared that the secre
tary was more like duke than the
duke himself
i, Holding a term in state prison ovel
Morton, Loriston found is easy to keel
him up to his part The earl found
in Margaret Gardner one whose intel
lectual endowments and soundness Of
, judgment gave him a clearer insigh'
into American methods than he haC
uC11FGu 1AOt1 DACA W uOSS OPAANOAo
greatly respected This induced an in
timacy which, throwing the duke ou
In the cold, produced contention in the
, Gardner family. Mr. Gardeners brow
, lowered, while Mrs. Gardner stormed.
, Then one day the duke took his de
parture, leaving his secretary to fol
, low him Mrs Gardeners cnagrir
brought on a fit Of sickness, and she
took to her bed Then the secretary
departed, but in few weeks reappear
ed One morning, Margaret finding
, her father and mother together. sait
, to them:
THAT man Morton isn't duke or /
marquis. He isn't an earl or knight
! He is a swindler This Mr. Arbuckl'
: is John Arbuckle, Earl of Loriston. anC
he has asked me to be his wife,
''For heavens sake" cried Mrs. Gard
) ner, ''has the child gone daft?'
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