Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1901-08-08

MN INTO peTbplfdIlOn. lVer naQ
been keen to find out the truth about
Harry Tristram, as keen as Major Du-
play. At this moment both of them
were wishing that the truth had never
been discovered by them nor flung
in the face of the world by Harry
himself
But. darling, jamie will be happy"
Mrs. liver used to say. She had sur
rendered very easily.
He was not really an unnatural par
ent because he growled once or twice.
Darling jamie be hanged" 1t was
rather his wife's attitude of mind that
he meant to condemn.
Bob himself was hopeless from a
parents point of view. He was prim-
tive i'll his ideas: he had won the lady
and that seemed to him enough. 1t
was enough if he could keep her. and
in these days that really depends on
herself. Moreover he had no doubt
of keeping her; his primitiveness ap-
pears again; with the first kiss he
seemed to pass from slave to master.
Many girls would have taught him
better jamie was not one. She
seemed rather to acquiese, being, it
must be presumed, also of some
what primitive cast of mind. 1t was
terribly clear to liver that the pair
would stand to one another and settle
down to glorious contentment to-
getner for their lives. Yes, it was
worse than Duplay; something might
have been made of him. AS for Har-
ry-Iver used to end by thinking how
sensible a man old Mr.. Neeld was, for
Mr.. Neeld was determined to hold
his tongue.
There was another vexation of a
different kind, indeed, but also a
check in his success. Blinkhampton
was a predestined seaside resort on
the south coast, and liver, with GER
tain associates, meant to develop it.
They had bought it up, laid it out for
building, and arranged for a big ho-
tel with Birch & Co, the famous fur
nishers. But all along in front of it,
between where the street now was
and the esplanade was soon to be,
ran a long, narrow strip, forming the
estate of an elderly gentleman named
Masters. OF course Masters had to
be bought out, the whole scheme
hanging on that. Iver keen at a bar
gain, hard in business hours, conf
dent that nobody would care to incur
his enmity-he was powerfully
forestalling him, had refused Masters
his price; the old gentleman would
have to come down. But some young
men stepped in, with the rashness of
their youth, and acquired an option
of purchase from Masters Iver
not dismayed He let it be known
x,l,<> 10
the young men-Sloyd, Sloyd G. Guer-
ney was the tirm-would be his enc
mics. Then he waited for the young
men to approach him. They did not
come. At last, pride protesting, pru-
dence insisting, he wrote and sug-
gested that they might probably be
glad to make an arrangement with
him. Mr.. Sloyd-our Mr.. Sloyd-
wrote back that they had found cap
italist-no less than that-and pro-
posed to develop their estate them
selves, to put up their own hotel, also
a row of boarding houses, a club, a
winter garden. and possibly an aquar-
| ium. Youth and sense of citation
caused Sloyd to add that they would
| always be glad to cooperate with 9th
| er gentlemen interested in Blink
hampton.
liver had many irons in the fire: he
could no more devote himself exclus-
lively and personally to Blinkhamp.
ton than Napoleon could spend all
his time in the peninsula. The tran,
saction was important, yet hardly
vital; beside Iver himself could keep
his ear to the telephone. 1t was an
opportunity for Bob to win his spurs
liver proposed to him to go to town
and act as his representative
I'm afraid you'll lose the game il
play it for you, Mr.. Iver," respor
ed Bob with shake of his head anc
a good-humored smile. I'm not &C
customed to that sort of jon, 20,
know"
1T would be good chance for 70,
to begin to learn something of bus
iness.''
Well, you see, EARNINGS my bus
mess, and ! don't think I'm a fool a
that. But MISREPRESENTATION ant
SO on" Bob shook his head again
The progressive man gazed in won
der at the stationary. eve divid,
, humanity againy
You've no desire for-for broad
er sphere?' he asked
We'll, like quiet life, you see
with my horses and my crops and s.
on. Don't believe could stand tn
racket" So far as physique was con
cerned Bob could have stood pena
servitude and q London season CON
bined
But it's an opening!'' Iver persist
ed, by now actually more puzzle
!, than angry. IF you found yoursel
at home in the work it might lead t
!. anything"
But l don't know that want any
thing" smiled Bob. "Of course, r
: have a shot ii it'll o6lige you he ado
ed, "but-well, I'd rather not risk i
. you know"
! jamie was there liver turned t
! her in despair. She was smiling 8
Bob in an approving, understandin
!, way.
1T really isn't what would suit Boil
: father she said. Besides, if h
: went into your business, we snoul
: have to he as much in town and har,
: ly ever be at home at Mingham."
! At home in Mingham. What
4 destiny. Certainly Blent was in tn
:. same valley. but-well, a seat"