The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-09-29
"a man who does things, you know

And she told MelvIlle's story
Samuel Wolverton-I should say
Sam" the great Sam-held his nose
III his port; he's thin, sharp featur-
ed, silent man. and, looking at him,
one always wonders how he snceeded
IN possessing such daughter.
Driving home, he said to Nell:
IF were you. | don't think I'd
tell stories at dinner"
why, papa?"
Its undignified"
DO you think so?" she said, petu
lantly. She usually had him we'll in
hand.
What did you say that man S
name p" he asked after moment.
Burke Melville"
Suddenly she turned.
Papa, you were in California;"
Yes; what of lt!'
did you ever hear a story like
that!"
Il have heard lot of stories; Cali
fornla is full of 'em. Read Bret
Harte. As for your acquaintance, he
was probably yarning"
mo, no. he wasn't"
"N hat makes you think tEat?'
He isn't tnat kind of a man.
Nell, L think that you can take
care of yourself, but l don't believe
you can judge men,"
%, trust me for that she said airily:
and AT the moment she was indeed
trying to judge no less person than
her father. She bad thought that
she understood him. Had she? He
was fond of her; he denied her moth
lns, and she loved him. Bul-there
were dep hs that she could not fathom;
and she knew no more of his real fe,
even less. than al outsider.
But now a sudden fear possessed
| her. She rushed upstairs to little
| room which she used for her writing
table and her books, ard eagerly she
| looked for naper in certain English
magazine, American Millionairps, No
\, Samuel Wolverton' Had she
been mistaken? Then she read: The
beginning of this extraordinary for.
tune was in '66 in Red Gnlch. Califor
MIA. Melville and Wolverton were
storekeepers who exchanged sup
posedly bad debt for the now famed
Bullinch mine Wolverton bought out
his partner
For minute the room seemed to
swim
%, if mamma were only herer the
girl said moaningly.
It's trne-true This is all his, and
not mine, every penny of it. And he
knew when he told me; he knew
And she stole down to her father.
She went toward him. the magazine
in hand, and held it before HIM. Vol
verton started He had never seen
her like this; and her pallor frighten-
ed him. And then he saw to what
she pointed
WAS the story he told me true2
What If it were?'
What if it were?' She said mock
lngly. You can't understand, what
if it were
But the father said quietly, with
mastery of himself
If it were true, that Melville
couldn't have succeeded. He hadn't
It IN him. He would have failed at
| anything l cut loose from him.
But you haven't told me whether
the story is true
1 won't acknowledge or deny it.
he said at last. What is it? You
ought not to find fault My money
has made you a position as fine as
any of 'em.'
Good night said the girl.
At the door he called to her.
Nell, you haven't kissed me good
night
L can't-to night
And she was gone.
A woman can't understand busi-
ness, She'll get over it. But he
failed to sleep we'll that night. She
was not at breakfast He went to
her room. She was sleeping with a
look that frightened him. On his
way down town be stopped at his
doctors. i am troubled with that
insomnia
Mr.. Wolverton,' said the practitior-
er, 1 have told you again and again
that you must let up on work and
worry
1 know, | know" said the great
man. BY the way, l wish you would
see Nell. | am worried about her.
He kept himself busted down town
until about 3, and then drove through
the park in the parade, a tired faced
uIan people pointed out
AS he entered the house he heard
Nell's voice. He paused in the hall
and listened.
L am glad to see you, Mr. Melville,
she was saying.
! mad your note, and came here
promptly, think
Yes promptly
i have passed you several times,
but l don't believe you saw me-"
Melville said rather bitterly.
He was thinking how charming she
appeared here in her own house. He
was blaming himself for all that be
had thought of her; when her world,
of which he had that brief glimpse,
had been shut out
i sent for you, Nell went on, to
| ask you why you told me that story
| when you knew that your fathers
partner then-was- my father"
| The listener started, and moved to
ward the door, and drew back.
At last he heard:
| Miss Wolverton-yes, it was so, it
Is so, and | was a coward to tell you
L am glad you told me- Nell said
humbly, for this was no longer the
proud Miss Wolverton, she wondered
at herself, tears were In her eyes, and
self control was far away.
L don't know what made me tell
you. and yet do know. / have lied
DO know now. You seemed SO far
out of my reach, and wanted you to
be IN my reach Doyou understand p
Idon't know that | understand the
the girl said. i can't seem to under
stand