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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 06, 1913, Image 19

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room 1 Hurried in to -look at them..
10 my mind they were just tables.
However, I am" just by nature. I gave
grandma the bene It of the doubt. I
knew a man who was a connoisseur
in furniture, and I paid him a fee and
brought him to the house in the guise
of a friend. "When he looked at the
tables he stuffed his handkerchief to
his mouth and ran out of the room.
I found him outside, having a fit.
"O, gee!" he bubbled, holdfng his
sides. "Two thousand dollars for
those? Why, man, they're nothing
but stained oak. The stain isn't even
dry look there!"
"He showed me his handkerchief.
He had moistened it with turpentine
and rubbed off a brown streak of
stain, which, of course, he could not
have done with Louis Quatorze fur
niture. That was the last straw. The next
day I went round to a lawyer and ar
ranged to have proceedings taken to
restrain grandma from spending any
more money on rubbish. But before
anything could come of it, grandma
died very suddenly, of apoplexy.
I was a little bit sorry then, because1
I knew Dorothy suspected what I
had done. However, her grandmoth
er's death had settled the wtiole mat
ter. When the will was read the fur
niture wenlj to Dorothy, and the
money there was only two thou
sandr to a home for animals. I didn't
get-u. .penny!
I wasn't going to fight the animals'
home for two thousand, because I
knew it would cost that much to
break the will. The fact is, I was so
disgusted with grandma's duplicity
that I hadn't any heart left for any
thing. And as for Dorothy she had
been Bnubbing me unmercifully all
along, because she thought she was
going to get that ten thousand, 'and
all she got was enough rubbish to
fill a couple of junk carts.
I told her just what I thought of
her. She had had me on a Btring,
and now the tables were turned, and
while I admitted I might ask her to
"marry " some' day, I felt that under
the cLcjmstances she had only
brought her own fate-upon herself.
The little wretch looked at me and
burst out laughing.
"It may interest you to know that
Jim and I have been engaged for a
month with grandma's full sanc
tion," she 'said. (
I knew that was untrue, but I con
gratulated her on having got a bar
gain, and left her. And I wasn't sor
ry, l)ecause I had knpwn for a long
time that Dorothy would never make
a wife for me, though I'm not the
sort of man to go back on my 'word.
They got married soon after, while
I was on my vacation. The boss, had
given me a month, and as soon as I
had left he had the disgusting ef
frontery to write to me not to come
back, as he had filled my place. I
didn't care much, because I knew my
brother, who is rich, would help me
out in need which he d)d So I put
in the summer fishing ahd having a
good time. I got back sboii after, just
when they had returned from their
The first man Tmet was Jim Bates.
He buttonholed me In the street.
"Congratulate1 Mfe, old man," he
"What about?", I asked, thinking
he was going to say his marriage.
But he -didn't.
"Why, about that furniture," he
answered. "Haven't you heard?"
"I've heard all I want to hear," I
"Then I guess you haven't," he an
swered. "You remember those two
tables? Do you know what they
were? Louis Quatorze, teakwood in
laid with lapio lazuli, and we've Just
sold them for five thousand apiece."
"What!" I yelled.
"It's a fact," he answered. "Did
you know grandma was one of the
most famous connoisseurs in Amer
ica? And we never suspe'eted it until
the letters came pouring in after her
death. She's been living a sort of
double life, it seems. Well, she picked
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