The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-02-13

most suitable spot for her interview
with Philip if he should come
She sat down on rustic seat near at
hand and looked a the column soaring
into the frosty blue OF the sky, at tho
names-arlstocratic and plebeian-scored
on its granite base, each name with a
story Of herosm attached to it. Tho
owners Of these names were buried in
far-aWay lands; the bones of some lay
scattered on distant mountains, Reached
in the sun, or frozen III an Arctic cline
But here their memory and the memory
of their deeds were kept ever green.
Wreaths of laurel, and immortelles not
few, lay round the pillar. Norah Look
ed at them and read the legend which
was there inscribed-words of gold in let
letters of gold: ''Dulce eft decorum est
pro patria mort" She sighed as she read
AND 1t came across her mind that if con-
Venient as a meeting place, it was in no
way appropriate.
She turned away from the pillar to de-
scry ragged figure, more like a scare
crow than man, making it's way across
the fields. She supposed from it's di-
lapldated condition, that 1t was that Of
her brother. When he drew near with
sulky smile of greeting, She recognized
that it was Philip-by his eyes His
once good-looking face was now swollen
and purple with drink his once upright
slouched along in his ragged clothing
the remains of what had been a serge
suit-she looked at him with horror and
disgust.
Philip. o Philip. that you should come
to this!' and she burst out crying.
The prodgal scowled and spoke in a
voice husky from constant drink: "a
nice reception, upon my word! If you
didn't want to see him, why did you send
Nebby?"
81 do want to see you. Philip. But
1t is terrible to see you in such con
dition'
Did you expect to see me a million
aire?" snarled the man, somewhat shame
faced. nevertheless. I'm as poor as a
rat! Nothing succeeds with me-"
And nothing ever will. while you
give way to drinking So"
Come now! I don't want any preach
Ing. I'm glad to see you. If you mad
not come. I'd have hunted you down
sooner or later"
Don't you dare to come to the house.
Philip. The sight of you would XII
mother!"
I'm not coming near the house,
growled Wharton, sull1ily. I'm sick Of
the pack of you. But 1 want some
money, so you may as well give it me,
and have done with it,
st have no money, Philip. You know
now poor we are
'Then sell the idol No, don't sell It.
I'll get more for 1t than you will"
Norah dried her eyes and looked sus-
piciously at him. ''What do you know OF
the idol and Leonardo" she asked Gas
kelPs doubts recurred to her mind. IS
81 know no more than the whole town
knows. Every one is talking of Jayne's
disappearance. and Of the Chinese idol .
he gave you"
Perhaps you had something to do
with beonard's disappearance"
Philip looked at her with such genuine
surprise that Norah felt RowIand's sus-
picions were groundless What the deuce
are you talking about?' said he, grufly.
st never set eyes on him.
cit was not you who were talking to-
him that night just before he disappear
ed?''
me? OF course it wasn't Would he
speak to the likes of me?"
"And you did not decoy him into
Dinch's boat?"
"See here. Norah,' cried Philip, now
reused. 81 don tknow if you are trying
to get me into trouble. but / swear had
nothing to do with the matter. 1 came
down here simply to see if 1 could get
some money. GaskeI won't give me any
the stingy, psalm-singing beast! And.
as a matter of fact. 1 was going to ask
Leonard. His disappearance is the very
worst thing that could have happened to
me- Now that he Is gone l must fall
back on you. Give me that idol, ana I'll
pawn it. I want all the money I can get
to clear out to America. There I'm ge-
ing to turn over new leaf 7 declare
L never saw Leonard, and I
know no more about him that you do
Go Be Continued DaiIy)