The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1903-07-30
CHAPTER III-Continued.

Its no USE" sighed Bishop as he
made his way downstairs. I'm ruined!
Alan an Adele hain't q cent to their
names, an that devip'- Bishop paused
on the first landing like an animal at
bay. He heard the steady step of Per
k1ns on the floor above, and for a mo-
ment his fingers tingled with the
thought Of waiting there in the dark
ness and choking the life out Of the
subtle scoundrel who had taken advan-
tage of his credulity.
But with a groan that was half a
prayer he went on down the steps and
out into the lighted Streets At the
first corner he saw a car which would
take him to his brothers, and he
FASTENED to catch it.
William Bishops house was a mod
ern brick structure, standing on a we'll
clipped lawn which held a Gothic sum
mer house and two or three marbl
statues. 1t was in the best portion
the avenue. Reaching it, the planter
lett the car and approached the iron
gate which opened on to the granite
steps leading up the terrace. 1t was
now quite dark. Obeying a sudden
impulse, the old man irresolutely
passed by the gate and walked farther
up the street.
Somehow don't feel one bit like
it," he unused. II couldn't tell Will
liam. He'd think I wanted to borrow
money an 'ud git skeerd right off. T.
always was afeerd I'd mismanage.
An then I'd hate to Spite Adele's
visit, an she could tell thar was
some'n wrong by me bein' heer in sech
a furry. reckon do show it. How
could a body hep it? Oh, my Lord,
have mercy! It's all gone, all-all men
Betsy has saved"
He turned at the corner of his broth
er's property and slowly retraced his
hating steps to the gate, but he did
not pause, continuing his way back to-
ward the station. A glance at the
house showed that all the lower rooms
were lighted, as well as the big pris-
matte lamp that hung over the front
door. Bishop saw forms in light sum-
d.
"I'll bet that tallest one is Sis,'' he
said pathetically. Il jest wish I could
see 'er little while. Maybe it 'ud
stop this awful hurtin' a little jest to
look at 'er an heer 'er laugh like she
always did at home. She'd be brave;
she wouldn't cry an take on, but it
would hurt 'er away down in 'er heart
especially when she's mixin' with sech
high fliers an money spenders. Lord
What'll I do fer cash to send 'er next
month! I'm the land porest man in
my county,"
Reaching the station. he inquired
about train to barley and was told
that one left at midnight. He decided
to take it and sat in one Of the iron
armed seats without moving till he
heard his train ANNOUNCED. Then he
went into the smoking car and sat
down in a corner.
He reached barley at half past in
the morning and went to the only hotel
in the place. The sleepy night clerk
rose from his lounge behind the coun-
ter in the Office and assigned him to a
ously rubbing his eyes, conducted him.
Left alone in his room, he sat down
on the edge of his bed and started to
undress but with a sigh he stopped
"Whats the use O. me lyin' down al
most ut daybreak?" he asked himself
II moUsht as we'll be On the way home
I cayn't sleep nohow."
Blowing out his lamp, he went down
stairs and reused the clerk again. "WiN
| have to pay fer that bed eff don't
use it, he questioned
"Nhy. no. Mr.. Bishop" said the clerk.
"Well. l believe III start out home"
lis your team in town. asked the
clerk
THE team I'm a-goin' to use is I'm
goin' to foot it. I've done the like be-
fore this
well, it's purity tough stretch"
smiled the clerk, "but the roads are
good"