The Minneapolis journal., 1903-04-22

tressing truth about myself while had
you at my mercy
II might have suspected, but gave the
name no thought. Bines, to be sure
You are the son Of the Bines who died
some months ago. heard Mr.. shepler
and my father talking about some Of your
mining properties. Mr. Shepler thought
the One Girl was such a funny name for
your father to give a mine"
Now they neared the foot of the shaft
where the rest of the party seemed to
await them AS they came up
Percival felt himself raked by q broad
side from the maternal ,lorgnon that left
him all but disabled. The father glow
cred at him and asked questions in the
high key we are apt to adopt in address,
ing foreigners, In the instructive fallacy
that any language can be understood by
any one II It be spoken loudly enough.
The mothers manner was crushing re-
buke to the young man for his audacity.
The fathers manner was meant to inti-
mate that natives of the region in which
they We're then adventuring were not
worthy of rebuke, save such general re-
Dukes as may be conveyed by displaying
ones natural superiority Of manner The
other members of the party, excepting
Shepler, who talked with Pangburn at
a little distance, took cue from the Mil.
breys and aggressively ignored the alb
ductor of an only daughter. They talked
over, around and thru him. as only may
those mortals whom it hath pleased heaven
to have born within certain areas on Man
haitian island.
The young man felt like a social outcast
until he caught a glance from Miss Mil
prey. That young woman was still friend
~, which he could understand, and high
ly amused, which he could not understand.
While the temperature was at its lowest
the first load ascended, including Miss Mil
brey and her parents, a chatty blonde,
and an uncomfortable little man who,
despite his being twelve hundred feet, to-
ward the center thereof, had three times
referred bitterly to the fact thatshe was
''out of the world.''
Il shall see you soon above ground,
shall not?" Miss Milbrey had asked at
which her mother shot Percival a part
ing volley from her rapid-fire lorgnon,
while her father turned upon him a back
whose side lines were really admirable,
considering his age and feeding habits.
The behavior Of these people appeared to
intensity the amusement Of their child.
The two solemn young men who remained
continued to chat before Percival as they
would have chatted before the valet OF
either. He began to sound the spiritual
anguish of a pariah. Also to feel trucu
lent and, in his own phrase, "westy.'
With him "westy'' meant that you were
as good as any one else "and a shade
better than the whole lot if it came to
a show down. He was not a little NOR
| titled to find how easy it was for him to
fall back upon that old cushion of pro-
vincial arrogance. It was all right for
Uncle Peter; but for himself, we'll it
proved that he was less finely eastern
than he had imagined. ~
AS the cage came down for another
ascent, he let the two solemn young men
go up with Shepler and Pangburn, and
went to search for Uncle Peter. sg7:-
There, thank God, is a man!';she re-
hected. ~
CHAPTER VII. ~,
The RapId-fire Lorenon Is Spiked.
He found Uncle Peter in the cross-cut
studying bit of ore through a glass,
and they went back to ascend. ILL.,
Them folks" said the old man, #"must
be the kind that newspaper meant that
had done something in practical achieve
ment. I bet that girls mother will
achieve something practical with you fur
cuttin the girl out of the bunch; she was
awful tormented; talked two or three
times about the people in the humber
walks Of life bein' strangely something
or other. You amt such a humble walker
now, are you, son? But say, that yellow
haired woman, she Amt a bit diffident,
is she? She's very hearty lady, must
say!"
But did yop see Miss, Milbrey ?',,54
tT oh, that's her. name, lis t., the one
fthat her mother was SO worried about and
you? Yes, saw her. Peart and cunnin',
but heap too wise fur you, son. take
my steer on that. Say; she'd have your
pelt nailed to the barn while you was
wonderin' which way you'd jumps'
"Oh, know I'm only a tender teeth
ing infant" the young man answered,
| with mastery satire.
'Well, now, as longs you got that bank
roll you jest look out fur cupboard love-
the kind the old cat has when she comes
rubbin' up against your leg and purrin
| like you was the whole thing
| The young man smiled, as they went
up, with youths godlike faith in its own
sufficiency, albeit he smarted from the
Sights put upon him.
At the surface a pleasant shock was
in store for him. There stood the for
midable Mrs Milbrey beaning upon him.
Behind her was Mr.. Milbrey, the pleas
Ing model Of all citys refinements,
awaiting the boon of a hand-clasp. Be-
hind these were the uncomfortable little
man, the chatty blonde, and the two
solemn young men who had lately exhib-
1ted more manner than manners. Per-
cival felt they were all regarding him
now with affectionate concern. They
pressed forward effusively.
i so good of you, Mr.. Bines, to take an
interest in us-ny daughter has been SO
anxious to see one of these fascinating
mines" lawfully obliged, Mr. Bines.''
Charmed, old man; deuced pally Of you
to stay by us down in that hole, you
know $50 clever Of you to know where
to find the gold-'' . ..s
He lost track Of the speakers Their
speeches became one concerted effusion
OF atfability that was music to his ears.
Continued Tomorrow
Don't Worry.
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