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I couldn't get the actual figure, but I guess it's about sufficient to pay for his keep and leave old Gladman, who is running him, a very decent profit. They don't want to send him to an asylum. They can't say he's a pauper, and to put him into a private establishment would swallow up, most likely, the whole of his income.
"If there must be a lunatic connected with our family, which I don't see why there should be, it seems to me to be you, Nathaniel Gladman." Mr. Gladman stared back with open mouth. Mr. Pincer went on impressively. "As for my poor old cousin Joe, he had his eccentricities, but that was all.
"It's five hundred pounds we never expected. Live and let live is what I always say." "It's the damned artfulness of the thing," said Mr. Gladman, still very white about the gills. "Oh, you have a little something to thaw your face," suggested his wife. Mr. and Mrs. Gladman, on the strength of the five hundred pounds, went home in a cab. Mr. Pincer stayed behind and made a night of it with Mr.
It appeared that the old gentleman, unknown to his relatives, had died possessed of shares in a silver mine, once despaired of, now prospering. Taking them at present value, they would produce a sum well over two thousand pounds. The old gentleman had bequeathed five hundred pounds to his brother-in- law, Mr. Gladman; five hundred pounds to his only other living relative, his first cousin, Mr.
When Henry and Frank went down the coast they found reindeer everywhere else but at Gladman Point and that neighborhood, and were there for three days without food. In the meantime Toolooah crossed the strait in a kyack and found the natives. On his return he killed a reindeer on the main-land and relieved their distress.
Pincer; the residue to his friend, William Clodd, as a return for the many kindnesses that gentleman had shown him. Mr. Gladman rose, more amused than angry. "And you think you are going to pocket that one thousand to twelve hundred pounds. You really do?" he asked Mr. Clodd, who, with legs stretched out before him, sat with his hands deep in his trousers pockets. "That's the idea," admitted Mr.
Henry and Frank, with all the Inuits, left us on the 6th of August to reach the rest of our party, whom they expected to find somewhere east of Gladman point. Frank and Henry remained there and Toolooah returned with the dogs, and moved what we could to the same point.
"Wouldn't it be worth your while to try what taking him away from the fogs might do for him?" Old Gladman seemed inclined to consider the question, but Mrs. Gladman, a brisk, cheerful little woman, had made up her mind. "We've had what there is to have," said Mrs. Gladman. "He's seventy-three. What's the sense of risking good money? Be content."
We reached our permanent camp on our return from King William Land on September 19th. It was about six miles south-east of Gladman Point, and at the foot of a high hill, which Toolooah remarked would make a good look-out tower for deer-hunting.
Clodd. Mr. Gladman laughed, but without much lightening the atmosphere. "Upon my word, Clodd, you amuse me you quite amuse me," repeated Mr. Gladman. "You always had a sense of humour," commented Mr. Clodd. "You villain! You double-dyed villain!" screamed Mr. Gladman, suddenly changing his tone. "You think the law is going to allow you to swindle honest men!
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