The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1921-12-15

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SWaiter alone3 Andsdonst torSetsEto
Tall IN that 4 N smru1Axsrrllees waite ~
xens ~ 1.ssdy 40 fathsrs J
Thers was altap 81 fhA door Nd, o .
George Chaplin put tho letter aside.
Young mar entered. He Was good
looking boy, - his early twenties, and
George was uncommonly proud of him.
Hello, Waiter he said, rising and
offering his hand. SIT down
you've been getting Into another
scrape. eh?' ID @Js
Please don't allude to my fa1cee,
Miss Manners. as q scrape, Uncle
George replied the young man with 4
dignity. |. Il {.
...Well, Walter, We won't quarrel
over words. But sdoEyou realize that
YOU are up against Al serious predica-
ment? How are you going to earn q
living II your father d~isiinherits YOU q
"Uncle," said the young mar impress
sively, IF once you saw Linda--Miss
MannersI think you'd agree with me
that she's worth sacrificing any
amount Of money for"
Wei, where ~ shsfs his uncle
asked.
AT the Lyric theater," answered
his nephew. "Say, uncle. what did
mother write your Nj
aehe wrote me that-A-oh, the devil,
Walter. I'm ~ hand at intrigue.
Read III said his uncle, thrusting the
letter into the others hands.
Walter Hampton read It and 10
turned Il with q grin. 81 can. forgive
the suggestion he said, because u
know mother means well. She's just
hasty, that's all"
George Chaplin smiled D little sadly.
my dear nephew g said the other,
you're going up to Escombe Of that
fishing trip You wrote me about, and
you're going to be gone three days,
and you will neither see nor communi-
cate with your inamorata until the
time Is past. Otherwise / wash my
hands OF the affair" $}
Consequently 1t was without serious
misgivings that Walter Hampton
went Off on his fishing trip, and though
the time dragged YEARLY, he returned
to town eager to hear his f1ancee's
praises from his uncle's lips.
His first surprise vas when the door
Of the spacious apartment was opened
by q MAZDA new maid In cap and
apron, who looked at him inquiringly,
as though he had no business there.
"My uncle-Mr. Chaplin. Is he at
homer" asked Walter. sx
The maid hesitated. aYes, sir" she
said at length, "but Mrs. Chaplin
doesn't receive visitors -
"Mrs. Chaplin r. exclaimed the young
man. who Is she?" !
Haven't you heard Of Mr.. Chapin's
marriage, STRIP simpered the maid. II
believe 1t was very sudden, sir"
Walter pushed past her, an along
the hall, and broke into the reception
without ceremony. A woman
rose from a chair-Linda!
Walter did not see the library door
open. He rushed toward her. 'Lindal'
he cried. ''sYou here1 Your What does
this mean7 You're married to my
uncler y
The elder man had come softly up
and placed a hand on his shoulder.
George Chaplin was smiling; his neph-
ed was purple with fury. He flung
himself upon his uncle striking out
wildly with his fists, and they fought
all over the room, till finally the other
got him down, pressed his face into
the sofa pillows, twisted his arms, and
sat on him.
Linda, my dear, come here" he
said. "Shall ! tell this young idiot the
truth, or will your"
The girl, who had retreated in fear
to the farther corner Of the room.
now came forward. There were tears
In her eyes, but q smile played about
her mouth. 'You tell him." she said.
.aThen listen" said George Chaplin.
aAlice Manners-now Mrs. George Cha
pin--is an old friend who had passed
out OF my life for years. We had q
lovers quarrel long ago. That's why
I'VE never married. When I found
her again I took her right around
to the city hall and got a license to
marry her, and then rushed her to q
minister. That was two days ago.
wasn't taking any more chances. IN
derstand that, lunatic7 And from the
way your father and 1 mauled each
other when we were boys to see who
should propose to A~lice--.that IS, my
wdfe-I guess he won't have any more
objections to your marrying Miss
Linda, her daughter"
Passing II Around.
The Smitten Swain--Love me and
the world is mine! !.
The Baby .Yamp-Ffne! Love me
and I'll get 1t away from you.
Progressed sbx Slew staosss
Thirty years ago the men Of Hart
shay, a hamlet Of Derbyshire, England.
were accustomed 10 meet at bridge
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