The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1890-02-22

sunny lawn, the blacksmith muJtereo
,alf aloud to himself:
"What cursed bee is in his bonnet
low2 He said the fortune of noble;"
ind then he gave a vexed, indulgent
laugh His patience was boundless with
Door, visionary Len, but this tried IL
hard. Joe was the younger of the two,
but his brilliant brother (as he deemed
him) had been a dead weight on his
broad shoulders all of his life, since the
days he ran off from the little public
school to hang around old book stalls.
There he had picked up certain language
and scraps of theories which were Greek
TO Joe. 1t had been the result of months
IF plotting on his part to induce Hibbin
to include the flighty fellow in the offer
If partnership with himself: he thought
he had him settled for life. "And now, .
ne groaned, ''he's going to fly the track
before he's begun on it.
As for Leonard, his heart ached look
ing after his brother. After today their
paths separated, God only knows for
how long. He gave himself mental
hug. thinking how good brother he had
been-how self sacrificing. Had he not
made plans for Joe all his life which that
lull fellow never could have projected
When they were boys it was Joe who
should command the pirate ship of which
he would be but bo'sen; it was Joe who
should be chief of the gallant band that,
following Burr's scheme, were to con-
quer some unknown territory in New
Mexico, and set up kingdom among
The prairie dogs and buffaloes and
gigantic red cactii. Joe was to wear the
plumed cap there, be Inca, caliph-what
not? ~ always took the second place.
When ran off to California it was to
dig for gold for him. 1t was no fault of
mine that failed and that he took his
wages to bring me back. I've been q
rood brother TO Joe Heath" He repeat
I'd this again and again, walking up and
lown, strengthening himself in some
way by it. Its for his sake and for
Winny's sake that Ill break loose from
them today. I'll make this venture, and
throw away every other chance. For
them Not for myself, God knows"
When-the winl grew chilly and the
shadows of the Lombardy poplars fell
heavily asant the darkening porch, he
went inside.
1t was an old, unpicturesque room.
Unmeaning monotOny even at it's early
lay of building had fallen on Philadel-
2hia houses. The ceilings were high,
The many windows almost flush with the
Tat walls. PaneliDg and doors, once a
raw, shiny white, were now yellow and
ltreaked with mold. The papering
Tapped mildewed from the wall.
Leonard dragged in a log from the
lawn and seated himself on it in the mid
lie of the bare floor.
Night was falling, when a hasty step
rung through the vacant rooms, and a
man pushed open the door behind him.
A little man, in clothes OF glossy brown,
chat bagge1 about his lean limbs: peer
ing skinny face, thatched over by a cur
ly black wig; heavy gold seals dangling
below his waistcoat.
"Mooning in the dark. Health NJ
IRE? A little blazs and hot drink
would have put different face on mat
ters. You Americans think of nothins
but business-business."
II came here for business"
"Well, then, to it at once" putting
down a tin lantern on the floor and open
ing the bulls eye. A BROAD bar of light
fell across their faces into the dark room
''The sooner out of this damp the better
And have no time to lose; l must be il
Liverpool by the 9th. If you refuse my
offer must look up another tenant fol
she Fontaine house tomorrow. Tch-h
1t is enough to freeze ones marrow,
sneezing and his teeth chattering.