Barbour County index., 1903-03-04

about that attack Of typl old gave me
the sympathetic qualms.'
This was what he said, but it was
no more than half of the truth. Ii
was not the fact of the fever, but
some mention of the time of it that
had moved him; and when Griswold
was gone, he sauntered over to the
clerks desk to ask a question.
You told me once, awhile ago,
that Mr.. Griswold was sick here IN
the house." he began. ''Was that last
spring. or was it late in the winter ?''
Il don't remember, but I'll look
and see," said the clerk. And he
looked and saw, and this time gave
his questioner the correct date Of
Griswold's arrival in Wahaska.
Griffin moved away with his hands
deep in his pockets and his lips drawn
into thin, straight line. This was
the last broken link in the chain of
evidence, and Griswold's dropped
word and the clerks answer had
welded it. Kenneth Griswold was the
man who had robbed the Bayou bank.
who had exchanged identities with
John Gavitt on the Belle julie" who
had talked with Charlotte Farnham
and had fallen straightway in love
with her. who had disappeared in St.
Louis, only to reappear in Wahaska
II hours later.
| Truly, he was the man to whose
finding Griffin had given many weeks
of more or less valuable time. But.
alas! for the ends of even-handed JUS
tice, he was also the man who had
| lately saved the life of one Griffin.
Griswold went his way from the
hotel, little thinking that he had
| blown the forge fire for the welding
of the broken link. 1t was so near
noon that he thought he would 90
| to Mrs. Holcomb's for luncheon be-
| fore going out in the Sprite. But
when lie was fairly in sight of the
HOlcomb gate, he was again turned
| aside. This time it was DR.. Farm
ham, loosing his horse at the Digby's
hitching post.
You're worse than a stranger"
said the good doctor, "and you have
MT busy mans excuse. Get in here
and let me take you home for bite
of bread and butter. Charlotte was
asking only this morning if you had
left town"
Griswold did as he was told to do.
thinking himself more and more a
puppet of chance for that day. At
the house on the lake brink he was
made very welcome, notwithstanding
he had not darkened its door since
the night of the dinner party and the
riot. Charlotte was cCrdial-nav
something more; was evidently glad
to see him; this though he made sure
that some remains of the barrier he
had raised in his laundering was still
between them.
After luncheon they all went out
on the lakeside veranda; and later,
when the doctor had driven away.
and Miss Gilman had gone in for her
sIesta, Griswold made a bold pro-
posal.
THE afternoon is perfect, Miss
Charlotte, and the breeze has fallen
to 'ladygale.' Will you trust your.
self to go out with me in the Sprite?"
Now Charlotte could be as conven-
tional as Miss Grierson was reckless
of the conventions; but there were
many things waiting to be said to
Mr.. Kenneth Griswold, and she made
the possible opportunity her excuse
So she put the conventionalities aside
and said she would go.
Griswold left her when she went
in to get ready, and had the cat-boat
unmoored and around at the Farm
ham landing when she came out and
ran down the lawn. He handed her
into the boat and placed the cushions
for her; and when he was showing
OFF, the Grierson launch put off from
the Mereside pier with a gay party
grouped under the red and white
striped awning.
The two craft passed within a hun
dred feet of each other, and Griswold
lifted his hat to Margery. A little
later, Charlotte took her cue from
the incident.
You asked my advice about some
thing a few evenings ago." she be-
gan. Did you take it?"
Il made a consummate fool of nv
self few evenings ago. was his re-
ply.
did you?" she countered, with
sweet frigidity. And then: "Am to
take that as an answer to my ques-
tion?"
No. My foolishness didn't go the
length of an appeal to Miss Grier-
son."
Didn't it? thought, from a word