Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1900-08-16

with his hands clasped prayerfully, and
his eyes turned to the ceiling, and his
lips so very much pulsed as perceptibly
to tighten the folds on his checks.
His contemplation was interrupted by
quick double knock at the private door,
and before he could reply to it young
man with laughing, worldly face, and
an impetuous manner, dashed into the
room.
Hello, old fellow! How are you? How
are you?'
The impetuous young man. without
waiting for reply to this courteous
question, pushed his hat back from his
forehead, drew chair up to the desk,
took a note book from his pocket and
braced himself to write.
"Ah, Lem, Lem!'' said Mr. Chatham,
"you are always in such haste. The
world will roll calmly on when Lem
Dodd, the reporter, and David Cheatham,
the lawyer, have passed away and been
forgotten. Let us be calm; let us take
life easier"
when I've made as much money writ
ing for the press as you have at law, I'll
be just as cal mand contented as you,
and-a deuced sight older. But, I say,
is there anything more about this Her
mann matter?" asked Mr.. Lem Dodd,
preparing to write.
"The Hermann matterY' Mr.. Cheat
ham closed one eye and turned the other
to the ceiling, as if trying to recall the
matter in question. ooh, yes, yes; Mr..
Martin Hermann. No, Lem; there is
nothing, absolutely nothing new"
II see you have advertised pretty ex-
tensively for one Charles Carpenter, late
Of Frankfort-on-the- Oder, and now sup
posed to be resident of the United
States. When last heard from he was
in California. He has been sailor since
boyhood."
'Yes; this Charles Carpenter is a
nephew of Mr.. Hermann responded Mr..
Cheatham, abstractedly.
"And an her?" asked Lem Dodd, pre-
pairing to write.
ooh! conditionally; but say nothing
about it, Say nothing about it now,'
said Mr. Cheatham, showing his teeth
and smiling at the reporter.
cts news item, and that's what I'm
after" replied Lem Dodd.
"You would not want to publish what
would defeat the ends l have in view.
Wait, and when l am prepared 1 will
send for you, and it will be worth your
while to come; but not now, not now"
"All right, squire; but tell me, haven't
you detective looking for this man
Charles Carpenter?' asked Lem Dodd.
II have"
"Who is hep"
"a German
i,> h,,c
"He is the best man for the place, or
would not have engaged him. But ask
me no more, my friend; ask me no more"
Thus admonished, the reporter straight
ened his hat on his head and dashed out,
whistling like a locomotive in a crowded
thoroughfare.
Alone again, and Mr.. Cheatham's man
ner underwent a change. He stood up,
bringing to view very long body on
rather short legs.
"Confound the fellows impudence," he
muttered "What business is it of the
papers what l do, or where I go? But
it's best to treat them mild"
He locked safe standing in the coz,
ner, put on spring overcoat and very
shiny silk hat, and taking a critical view
of the effect in looking gloss, went
down to the street with the calm, benign
look of man at peace with the world.
Mr.. Cheatham went directly to the
house by the Hudson, from which Miriam
had not come since the day her father
was buried. 1t was early spring; the
sward sweeping down to the river, the
flowers in the borders, and the buds in
the trees overhead, all showed it. If
Mr.. Cheatham saw anything of the beau
ty springing into life about the old house,
his face did not indicate it.
Tell Miss Miriam want to see her,
and-present my compliments"
Mr.. Cheatham sat down in the parlor
and smiled with much blandness on Kitty
Boyne, the pretty maid; and Kitty, I'M
skilled at controlling her features, bowed
stif1ly and withdrew.
CTo be continued)
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