The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1892-1907, 1903-05-02


lie would lend II now. lie would lend
IT, and marry Minnie and make his
fortune at a leap!
Hut the money came too late for
Glenny. for when Gordon returned
home that night he WAS met by bis
landlady with the news that he was
III In bed with brain fever, ami that
the doctor had forbidden his re
moyal
And he owes me SO II It's pen
NY" she cried. and 'ow rm ever 10 get
IL | don't know"
Gordon put his umbrella In the stand
mechanically His thin yellow face
had changed and Mrs. Smith had an
uneasy recollection that be had smiled
Ia the same way when he had seen a
man he hated. knocked down and run
over Ia the street. She looked at him
uacomfurtably. and wished she hadn't
mentioned the bill
AN the same. MIR. Glenny's a gen.
tlemau." she added. mud his poor M
tie girl
You leave them to me" Gordon
said. slowly I'm look after them
How much did you say his bill vas
SIS? Put L on mine next week. Mrs
Smith I'll see 10 H."
Mrs Smith stared as he turned
away. She had never yet known Cor
don Clarke to give away anyyhlng un
less he got back double what he gave
and now his otrer TO pay the G.ennys
bill was beyond her comprehension
| altogether. IL meant mischief OF
some kind. she was positively sure
OF H. She waited for Dr. serlry's
rat tat With an odd mlsgiYing at
heart. When Il came al last she dew
to open the door and faced him
breathiessly
| DR. Seelry was young ami strong
/ with a kind, keen face and gray eyes
and be looked at her now with a
| good humored twinkle IN them FOE
she always had a string OF woe. to
relate to him
Any more tragedies. MrA Smith p
he asked
Mrs. Smith gave a sigh
"loT, 40. sir. no more yet but n
do seem likely a. there may be more u
we reckon on. sir"
| oh
Mrs. Smith glanced furtivelv nt m.
stairs and edged away to her own
room
IT'S about Mr. Clark. sir" she ,aia
He's a good lodger- regular IN bis
habits and all that. but he 10 seem 10
BE- upsstting Of Miss Minnie"
! Or Seeley's face looked grave
What has Clarke 10 do With them %.
| he asked.
Why. this, sir" she said nu.,
lent 'en money sir never liked Me-
Clarke. and scein that YOU kp,w
something Of him. and .ecIa' tha, b,,,
torIncnrlng Miss Minnie nearly 10
death. | thought III better tell vott %
DR. Seeley's heart grew oddly b~nyv
under his thick coat A sudden yl.l,n
OF fair. pale face. with Wide. ,.arfpl
eyes. flashed ny before him and n.
sighed again. Vet what had he 10 a,
with Mrs. Smiths lodgcrs7 n. VA,
only the doctor
What Il De- worrying her about
| he asked.
Mrs' smith shrugged her shoulders.
why. marriage. believe. air
though you'd never think II. seeln' a.
he's ~ II he's day. aud hard faced
ana ugly Into the bargain. and she's "a
fresh a. daisy when things are AL
right and thought p'raps p'raps you
might clip her bit. sir"
III Really. I don't know. IN see
II may be nothing / may not be able
to Interfere. and you know you are
always imagining things. Mrs. smith
You're true woman"
Mrs. Smith curteseyed. not KNOWN.
whether TO accept II "a a complainant
or not. and Or Scelcy went upstairs
He went up slowly. with his b.ad
bent. with that curious vision ~ eirl
ish face still before his eyes. aud omen
ed Mr.. Glenny's slttingroom door
He opened II 80 suddenly thar Min
nle. bent face downward In rhrr
had not time to spring 10 her Feet
She faced him with tears rnnnln..
from her eyes. with her hnndkercbi.g
crushed In her hand. and attrmpt.d tn
rise
Minnie Minnie" he cried "wb,,
II the matterY
Her lips trembled
1T Is nothing -I-oh. Dr ge.lov
don't look at me like that. shall h.
all right In moment"
He stu held her hands
Minnie. he cried. tell the. To,
me help you. want to help you 1
want to help you always. Minnie 1
love you, Look Into my eyes. darling
I'm poor man, but you're poor. too
or l should never dare to speak, and
| can only offer yOu a poor sort OF
home. but | love you. I'll give my
whole life to trying to make you han.
py' darling. II you can bring yourself
to care a little for me-"
She looked up and the Inst shred
Of color fed from her face.
II can't" she stammered. 81 can't
last - night - promised 49, ur.
Clarke"