The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1901-11-23

that was bubbling fussily over the al
cohol flame, and something glittered
| in the light of the fire-something that
| trembled moment on the dark eye
| lashes, then was swept hastily away
as she turned smilingly to the doctor.
Tea or toddy, dad? Get into your
slippers and smoking jacket, and be
comfy. I am starved"
She did not eat much. however,
though she broke up some mullins and
cakes on her plate and built forts
with the crumbs But her father
seemed serenely Indifferent to her lack
Of appetite, and enjoyed his supper
with absolute content.
"Some more preserves, Harriet. T
tell you, those silver Idaho prunes are
all right. And I'll take another muf-
fin, my dear. Saw Huntleigh in the
Overland to-day. Fine fellow"
YES
Miss Harvis hastily buttered a piece
Of muffin then absently propped it in
one corner of the crumb ratification
Then she prodded it with toothpick.
Says he expects to go east in a
few weeks
t'Yes?'
Miss Harvis did not seem in a con-
versational mood. The doctor glanced
at her from under his bushy eyebrows
and reached for another muffin. His
aa,.el-s '-~''e-.-7-~ss
f1ag-staffs, made of toothpicks, around
the crumb fort.
eyes, assented the doctor brisklv
t<Have an idea he is thinking of mar
rying. Something 'he said led me to
infer that he was. Lucky woman.
whoever gets him. He's pretty clean
cut, all told"
YES"
Miss Harvis @as certainly not To-
quacious.
Dr.. Harvis stared thoughtfully at
the glowing logs in the fireplace mo-
ment, then meekly asked for another
cup of tea.
The tea was poured out in profound
silence, and was sugared four times
The doctor did not take any sugar at
all in his tea, but he made no protest,
and swallowed the mixture heroically,
only making a slight grimace as it
went down.
''There-the gate clicked" he re-
marked presently.
ooh, dad--someone after you. And
I did want you home with us tonight.
It seems sO-so-''
Harriet had risen to her feet, with
a look of dismay on her fair, face.
A firm step sounded on the porch,
and the knocker rat-a-tat-tated gently,
The doctor paused with on foot in a
slipper, then smiled and settled him
self in his favorite chair with the
last Lancet. A rich, rather lazy voice
was following his daughter into the
little parlor across the hall.
Sincerely hope I'm not intruding,
Miss Harriet A man is such a lonely
beggar in hotel, and thought you
might take pity on me-"
His hostess dark eyes were shin
ing with wonderment and-undeni-
ably-pleasure, as they rested on his
strong face and six foot one of hearty
manhood. Then she smiled. ~
II hardly think your condition hope
lessly pitiable!" she said, laughing a
little. Il thought you were going to
| the cotillon?"
| Mr.. Huntleigh drew back the cur
tains and glanced at the garrison
lights. Then he walked over to her
chair and, drawing an ottoman near,
he sat down and gently drew her two
hands into his. t5sl
Il was going-to see YOU" he said
with grave earnestness. Then l learn
ed from the doctor that you were to
be home. And came here. / think
you know why. Will you give yourself
to me, dear? I am lonely and I want
you so.''
The doctor came in after little and
suggested that he had nutmegs and
lemons and the kettle was boiling, and
! if Harry could think OF something else
he might fix up something.
| And when his daughter kissed him
/ with sudden and grave intensity and
/ ran away to get the something needful
4 he turned to Huntleigh, who wrung
both his hands hard and promised he
would only take her east three months
of the year. #
Then the doctors rugged face light
j ed up. And when Harry came back
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