Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1902-02-12
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 Upon the breakfast tables of the town that morning the early papers had their everyday fold and suffered the usual indifferent glanoes; but with the crisp rattle of the opening sheets came startled exclamation and coffee and steak at many tables grew cold. Neale and Company had failed. For Neale himself the readers did not concern themselves; he had many irons in the fire and the falling of one was a bagatelle, but Company" was a different story. Phil Graham's all was vested in that title, and the town loved Phil. Moreover, the town had advised him as to the unlucky venture, so responsibility weighted it's sympathy.
 something must be done," said Maj. Anderson, taking 6 gulp from his chilled cup.
 But what?" asked pretty Nell. Then there was pause, with family of wrinkled brows.
 "You see," said Miss Benton, who was the majors ward, there is noth- ing a man is more fastidious about than the way he is helped"
 The Andersons all looked at her and tken took demurely to their breakfasts. They had suddenly re- called the fact that this subject was of more importance to her than to anyone else except Company" him. self, and they found comfort in the thought of her income.
 True" and the major smiled as he indorsed her remark, "and the greater his need the more pigheaded Phil will get"
 50, if I might suggest" coloring daintily.
 "YesP" The major bent his hand some gray head in gracious defer ence.
 "I should let him alone"
 "Oh," said Nell. sghast. mot even sympathize2
 Doesn't sympathy in such a case carry a bit of humiliation7 As if one were not equal to emergencies"
 The major laughed. "Of course" he said, "a young lady with three thousand a year in her own right knows about the way to fight emer- gencies."
 At this point a note came in for Miss Benton, which she excused her self to read. She grew white over it.. The Andersons after furtive glance apiece kept their eyes politely to their plates and talked as fast as pos sible on foreign subjects. All stood up finally with breaths of relief. Miss Benton followed the major to his study and closed the door after her.
 'I knew his courage" she said, ab- ruptly, but I forgot the weak side of his pride"
 "Ah," said the major, gently put ting her into 6 chair, "he releases you?"
 (Which is absurd" with a wan smile, what shall do?"
 Well" walking up and down and drowning, "as I've said, he's pig headed; but" a sudden smile fash ing out, "a beautiful girl"-and he made a little courtly sweep of hands to show the helplessness of the world before her will.
 "No," flushing, "he has gone away"
 Yes, he had gone promptly away. A vision of Miss Benton's eyes with tears among the lashes went along, but he drowned it all down, refiecting upon the two or three households of his acquaintance where the wife held the purse. A pretty position for a man of honor and brains and muscle to call on his wife to pay his butcher! So he hurried west, well from the sight of Miss Benton and did book keeping at s1,2O0 year.
 But a woman's will is not so easily dismissed. Some three months later there came a letter from the one friend of the old town to whom he had confided his address, and it had this paragraph: You have heard of Miss Benton's trouble? It is rumored that she has lost absolutely every thing, and I judge there can be no mistake, for she has sold her ponies, dismissed her maid and is adyertis- ing, poor girl, for position as gov erneSs."
 That day Phil spent studying do- mestic economy and the possibilities of twelve hundred a year. The next found him with a fortnight's leave of absence and 6 seat in an east-bound train.
 "I ought to send you away" said Miss Benton, with a sigh and c pout and a furtive glance of adoration, but I cannot"
 Perhaps" laughed Phil, you may do that later; but" with a look in- fnitely satisfactory to Miss Benton, money is not everything"
 Some two years had passed when the major happened in Chicago and called on his late ward. The street was not a fashionable one, and the house, though cozy and artistic. was small and plain.
 "You don't mean to say" gasped the major, staring from the late Miss Benton's simple dress to the very plain furniture of her sitting-room, you don't mean to say"
 "Hush," laughing, with a finger on her lips, "I have never told him."
 The major sat down limp with astonishment.
 You see, we are quite happy" iimpling and flushing exquisitely, and that superfiuous cash might be disturbing element"
 Upon my soul!"
 ''So be very careful, please, when le comes in. He will be delighted to see you"
 "Upon my soull"