The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-09-29

ed, charming; this fence of the sexes
was her delight; she could no more
avoid it than she could breathing
Our unsophisticated young man fail
ed to understand her. Later, com
mon sense WAS 10 reach out from the
grim, matter of fact depths of his na
ture and grasp his sentimentality un
til it hurt him.
20, It's little story of what might
have Deen years ago in Red Nugget
Gulch, California. My father was out
there after gold, like the rest, and he
fell III with a man with whom he
made a partnership in a general
store. Sometimes, in exchange tor
goods, they took claims. At first
they made lot of money, and then
they lost nearly every penny in trying
to develop claim that failed. Well,
each blamed the other, and they de
cided to separate. They could decide
on no other way than to cut the cards.
So they sat down one day and cut,
and some things fell to my father and
some to his partner. Then the pa
pers were drawn up and the division
made. A week after that a claim
which had gone to my fathers part
ner began to develop. 1t proved a
find; my fathers partner made the
beginning of great fortune that
way"
"Well?" SAID the girl.
Now the shanty that served for
the store bad fallen to my father, not
the stock, which went to pay the
firms debts. Three weeks after this
my father sat talking with mining
expert, who spoke of the big find on
my fathers former partners lucky
claim; and he boastfully stated, to
show his value as an expert, probably,
that be had told my fathers partner
we will call him Smith-that the
claim was extremely valuable This
set my father to thinking. Smith
had believed the claim to he valuable
But my father could but acknowledge
that the man had given him chance,
even il he had dishonesty hidden his
notion of the claim. That day my
father happened in the abandoned
store On the table were the two
packs of dirty cards, inst as they had
been left the day of the division.
They bad cut in the bare inner room,
which hadn't been disturbed since
My father picked up these instru-
ment5 of his bad lvck, and he saw
that the pack Smith had used had
been marked"
How awfulr' the listener said.
And you might have had money, if
If hadn't been"
IF it hadn't been for Smiths dis
honesty, yes, Miss Wolverton. But
to return to my story. My father
went to Smith. whom he accused, but
Smith looked him in the face and
laughed. You are crazy, man. And
you haven't any proof. Who'd be
lieve your"
WAS that the end of i?" the girl
asked, gently.
mo, not the end of it, My father
could prove nothing, indeed. His af
fairs went from bad to worse. He
left California penniless. Later in
the East he accumulated the little
he was able to leave me. But it was
always hard struggle for him and
my mother, who died shortly after l
was born
And Smitha That's not the name"
Melville hesitated
mo, that's not the name. It's
well known name, but we will let it
remain Smith, Everything Smith
toucned became money; he was accus
ed of dishonesty many times in the
course of his career; but nothing was
ever proven; be succeeded, and is to-
day one of the powerful men of the
country
They were silent, the girl grave
And that's the reason you think
you are not in the class of BERTHE
Townley. Well, I don't wait you to
be in that class"
'If you would care that muchw
said he, half lightly, half earnestly.
20, l like you," she said, cheerily,
as she might have said she liked
fox terrier.
And the mans dishonesty was
reilly your blessing;it it made you do
things. Oh, I know: l know a lot of
men, and the men of the Far West
chester set are SO tiresome"
''Oh, thanks" said he, Iamely.
But you mustn't be tiresome Do
you see that line therea That's San
dy Hook; | know it. l have seen it
that way a dozen times And-I
must be going below. Oh, 1 have
been SO much interested"
And she went away, bri ightly smil
ing, and he felt suddenly the least
like fool. This feeling was increas
ed when he found in the hustle of
landing that she had only cool
hand and distant 80 glad to have
met you," and no acknowledgement
of the fact that he had asked to call,
which sne plainly had evaded He
felt revengefnl and bit of an anar
chist. And the next morning when
he was reporting to MIR. Winfield his
success in London, and being com
plimented by the compsny's head,
his success seemed cheap; he had a
picture before him of bright, high
bred looking, exquisitely gowned
young woman, surrounded by flip
PANTY gay persons, whose world was
not his, and never could be; for when
one is making his way ploddingly,
with no particular capital, he can't
reasonably expect that way to be
made before he may be gray and all
the desire for pleasure, life's good
things, quite gone.
1t may be supposed that Miss VOL
verton put the young man of the At
lantic ont OF her mind Perhaps she
had some thoughts of him or else she
never would have repeated the story
heshad told her at dinner where
her father was, most usually, her es-
cort. At dinner one owes it as a
duty to do his part. Nell did not care
to be lacking, and wanted her bon
mot to be as natty as ano.her's, and
her story rs spirited. For she waged
little strife to make the world she