The herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1893-1900, 1896-03-20

throat, ana laugne0 IN a silly way. yet
all the admiration spoke in his eyes, John
ny was full Of jokes. and Kept elbowing
Annie and winking; and Dawes loud re-
Dukes of his hosts fun" were even more
meaning.
At nealy midnight Annie went upstairs,
tired, white, smiling; and lay open-eyed
until dawn.
Dick Temples intention Of ''passing
through South Bend In fortnight" was
little delayed. Cousin Hates vague mis-
givings took the form Of postscript in a
casual note to his mother; there was no
more than a word or two about Dicks
tendresse for pretty college girl, who had
been the children's governess during the
last three summers while they were out
Of town; that was all. But it was enough.
And Mrs. Paul felt she had done her duty.
and perhaps, prevented Dick from do
ing his" her husband commented, grimly.
'If he can be prevented. he'd better be;
for he wouldn't be good enough for Annie
Graham!'' Cousin Kate declared with much
spirit, and Immediately became, in her own
mind, the champion Of the incipient love
affair.
Her letter was passed on by Dicks moth
err to Dicks father, who said, good-natured-
ly. that the boy was a jackass.
1.-THE young lady is probably too good for
him." said Mr. Henry Temple, "but I'm
not going to have that boy marrying John
Paul's governess without few remarks
from me-
Mr.. Temple telegraphed his son not to
leave town on the day he had arranged, as
No, Wis hal rs +, 1,1
down from the Maine woods for the pur-
pose OF making the remarks, which. Of
course. were to be general; it would give
the matter too much Importance to trea.
it as particular. or probable. So, in
casual way. he referred to Cousin
Hates letter. and e1joined his son
not to be a fool. Dicks instantly
aggressive attitude and skill in answering
back were most surprising to Mr.. Temple.
A. man is always surprised at his sons
ability in this direction; 1t is as though his
own hand or foot suddenly acquired indi-
viduality Furthermore, Richard was very
sentimental, and had much to say Of his
fathers un-American point of view and his
own readiness to marry a woman he
loved" df she'd have him) II she were
washerwoman.
LAS for Miss Graham" said Dick, give
no right even to speak of her; but she's a
lady, and an angel"
"Oh. Lord"' groaned Mr.. Temple. 81
wonder If I ever was as young as you.
Dckon?" But he was really disturbed, and
wrote to friend who owned the great
South Bend Rolling and Smelling Fur
naces. and might be expected to know who
and what the Grahams were.
Meantime, Dick Temple, twice as much
in earnest for his fathers not unreason-
able expostulation. packed his things and
started for the west. 1t was hot July
afternoon when he arrived in South Bend /;
he was fretted by the heat and his own
impotence and the stupidity of the land
lord of the hotel in being unable to tell
him where Mr. Graham lived.
There's no family by that name on the
hill sir" he said. "Graham-Graham-
there's some Graham's here in the direct
DRY; what's the gentleman's business, sir?"
IT don't know" Dick said. Tuning.
What sort of place is this, anyhow, that
you don't know where people live? It's
small enough for you to know everybody"
We've twenty thousand inhabitants,
young man." said the landlord. with much
offense 1.-THE only Graham / know is
Johnny; he's a gas-ftter, and does odd
Jobs here once in awhile"
"Have your clerk copy all those Graham
addresses" said Dick, coldly. "I'll go
round till find the person l wish. Unfor-
tunately don't know the gentleman's first
name. Have you got any kind OF convey
ance in this place? Just have a hack
called. will your"
He spoke with the insolence Of tone Pc
cuiar to well-bred young men, and he
walked to the open door and stood waiting
for the carriage and frowning out at the
passers-by. There was rcd glare from the
furnaces on the other side OF the river.
shifting and fading on the coils of black
smoke which lay motionless in the still.
hot air The street was the narrow street
of the small manufacturing town Of the
west.
cts beastly place, anyhow" Dick said
to himself with an irritation which had its
root in some formless apprehension: and
he got into the numbering, rafting hack
and slammed the door with vicious empha-
sis. what on earth does he live here
for?" he said to himself
The carriage drew up first at small mar
ket, where piles of faded vegetables,
aauked by glass cases of meat jutted out
upon the pavement a man in dirty white
butchers froc1 leaned against the door
post, and two jets Of gas iared and flick
cred from long iron stand-pipes.
The driver leaned down from his box
and called out in friendly tones to know
if this was the place.
'Idiot,' said Dick under his breath. "Of
course not. Try the next address,"
This was forlorn untidy looking house
of some of the windows as Dick climbed
the steps and inquired whether Miss An
ME Graham lived there? He was conscious
of distinct relief when he went back again
to the carriage. They went to two other
houses, but there was no Miss Annie Ora
ham.
81 guess" said the hackman, "we'll have
to cross over to the other side Of the river.
There's Graham over there, at Jacks
Corners. Jacks Corners is fine suburb,
| SIR
| Dicks heart rose.
"All right; go on he said. Cant you
hurry those beasts OF yours up?''
| And so 1t was that, about six o'clock the
cabrlan drew up before a small. detached
| frame house on the Mill Road. 1t was so
hot that the kitchen windows were wide
between them, and little man in his shirt
sleeves eating his supper. Opposite him.
| by the other window, was girl with fan
! in her hand. and between them were two
other persons for Johnny was entertaining