Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1898-10-12
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for a chance to accompany reading
party abroad during the long vacation
and by good luck even beoter billet
had come his way. An old friend Of
his father-a Mr.. Ffolkes-had written
to him to engage his services as tutor
and general bear-leader to his son,
young Edward Ffolkes, during forth
coming Swiss tour.
He had always wanted to get abroad
and now the chances had fallen his
way he was resolved to make the most
of it. Young Everard, his pupil, was
a thoroughly nice lad, and the whole
expedition seemed to partake more of
the nature of holiday than serious
work. The two trudged afoot through
lovely valleys, up turf-clad slopes,
drinking in the clear air, and enjoying
themselves rather like two school boys
than a tutor and his pupil.
Everard wanted to climb a noun
tain. Harry rather discouraged the
idea. He told the boy of the fate of his
uncle, Sir Robert Ballard.
Yes, | remember of hearing of that
when l was quite small" answered
Everard alphabetically. Were the
bodies ever recovered?'
mo, never" said Harry, land prob
ably never will be-"
They walked In silence q little way.
Then Harry said:
do you know, Eyerard, I should
like rather to see the place. Suppose
we 90 up to Montyert? We can do 1t
in two days from Ohamounix. Your
father put no restriction on our move
ments."
Then let's 60" replied the boy,
keenly.
Montvert had become quite a fash
ionable resort within the last few
years. The old inn had been much en-
larged. 1t boosted all sorts of modern
improvements them a drawing
room band and a visitors book.
The latter Harry was studying, when
he was startled by the names: Mr.
James Rennie and Miss Rennie and
maid, Glasgow"
my cousins, by Joyer he muttered.
He had seen nothing of them for
years-not since Mr.. Rennie had come
In for all OF Sir Roberts money. The
daughter Muriel he had never seen.
James Rennie he knew by repute as
rather hard and canny Scotchman, and
here they were staying at the same
hotel.
They met that evening in the draw
ing room.
And this Is my daughter Muriel,"
Rennie said.
Harry looked up and saw a soft dot
of a girl in q black evening gown, who
gave him a warm, impulsive hand
shake.
Somehow Harry and his charge stay
ed on at Montvert for whole fort
night.
Harry was new man. The newt
able was happening. Only the poor
fellow had not realized 1t. Each sue
cessive day was plunging him more
deeply in love with his cousins daugh-
ter
Then the Rennies gave a picnic. 1t
turned out brilliant sunny day and
1t was decided to 20 up the valley to
a wood near the lower end Of the Alg-
uille Vert glacier. 1t was at this picnic
1t for the first time struck Mr.. Rennie
that Harry was a trifle more attentive
to Muriel than there was any occasion
for. He did not say anything; but he
made up his mind to two things. First,
to watch the young couple pretty care
fully that day; secondly. to leave Mont
vert tomorrow.
Harry and Murel slipped off
amongst the trees aud soon found
themselves quite alone they strolled
down to where from under its arch
of muddy ice the glacier river started
on It's foamy career, and ted them
selves near by on great messy stone
under a pine tree. The blazing sun
made the shade most welcome and the
two sat there quietly drinking in the
warm scent of the woods.
ppm afraid our holiday will be soon
over" she said. I'VE have TO be home
by the first of October"
Harry experienced curious shock.
With extraordinary suddenness he re-
allied what life would be without
Muriel.
"Muriel," he said, quickly and earn
will you careT
Apparently she did for when, five
minutes later, an interested spectator
walked quietly M behind them ovN
the carpet OF roiseless pinneedies, ne
saw a sight that made his smooth face
wrinkle with rage.
The two cousins were sitting closer
together than strict cousinship alto
gether entailed, and Muriels head was
leaning on Harry's shoulder.
James Rennie lost his temper.
You sneaking young scoundrelr'
said he, advancing toward them. Mu-
riel turned in astonishment and Harry
rose very quietly. There was dan
gerous CLEAN in his eye. You were
That you are scheming fortune
hunter Your uncle cut you or and