The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-10-07

ing with me. Step lively, Bruce. I've
been waiting nalf an hour
Bruce and Mcclure looked at each other,
and Hunch sat grimly on the bed Then
nervously gathering his things and throw
ing them into the valise. Mcguire helped
hands with Mcclure. a little Stiffly, and
went away with Hunch.
Now that he was directly under Hunch' s
eye, Bruce improved slightly. He fell
into the habit of contidins in Hunch. and
relying, as in the old days, upon his ad-
vice But one day letter came for
Bruce. addressed in a hand which Hunch
recognized. Bruce was quiet and serious
for hours. and when Hunch asked him
what was the matter he tried to pass it
over with a laugh 1t was not until after
supper, when they were UP in the room
was shaving, and Bruce sat watching him
for some time before he said:
Hunch, I-!got letter from Name
leaning forward IL his chair with his
elbows on his knees.
'She-she's coming down kind of hard
anything yet It's all can do to take
care of myself
why, how could I? You know what
L m getting, Hunch.'
| she says they re sticking her for the
house rent: 1 don't know what to do.
L wish she'd go back TO her old man
How much are you stuck for?''
you can tell me what to DO. Seems if
| she ought to help little, somehow
| Hunch leaned against the wall, under
| the bracket lam2. and read the letter.
Then he laid it on the bureau and stood
stroPPing his razor on the palm of his
and went on shaving.
What do you think Hunch?" asked
Bruce after a long silence.
Tell me something, Hunch. I've got tc
| do something
shut uD a while Lemme think
When he had finished shaving Hunch
said:
| 'Look, here. Bruce you write her a let
ter, Tell her m coming down Sunday
Yes I'm going down Tell her wei
see if we can't FIX it up somehow
Bruce looked up at him
Seems to me you're kind of anxious tc
/ see my Wife
Hunch turned on him.
| know why I'm going?''
| Bruce nodded slowly
| ITS cause If l gave YOU any money
| 10 go down there you'd blow IL in and
make fool of yourself. You amt fit tC
! have a wife. that's why You owe ms
money now that | gave you for your wife
| and you soaked IT in on ijagS. Don't yoU
| talk to me. Underestimate
Bruce stood by the window looking out
into the dark. Hunch was bending over
! the wash bowl and spiashing wafer or
| the floor. He CROPPED for the towel. Bruc,
said:
/
! der2"
Hunch's face was buried in the towel
/ Bruce watched him.
What you going to say to her
Hunch?'
| Il dunno"
Say. you amt going to say nothing
about me, are your
| Hunch glanced at him contemptuousIy
| and began to hone his razor. Bruce stood
around for awhile, then moved slowly to-
| ward the door.
..Where're you going?"
II dunno. Thought / might go I'll
| town. Guess there amt much of any
/ thing going on"
you come back.
| Bruce laughed nervously.
/ Amt mad, are you, Hunch?''
mo. 1 amt mad. Better write thai
/ letter. I guess
That's so. 1 was going to do that
wasn't / l kind of forgot it." He sal
/ at the table and took up the per
clumsily- Il don't know just what Is
say Hunch-"
@You shut up and write that letter.
i don't care what you say
When he had written it. and before
/ sealing the. envelope, Bruce hesitated and
| looked around at Hunch. But Huncf
/ had turned his back and was honine
/ without a word, so Bruce sealed it.
Its wrote, Hunch. 1 told her
/ GIVE it to me. III mail it In a min.
ute. You be here now when get back