Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1904-07-02
lions won't shrink In his hands.
want you to know him, Blake"

lions won't shrink In his nandS. j
want you to know him, Blake"
When Morris name was mentioned
Blake started and gazed intently at
the stolid face and heavy figure In the
far corner of the smoking-room. With
shame he recalled that he had made
no inquiry concerning this man. whose
death or existence meant SO much to
John Burt.
For a moment his nerves tingled,
and he longed to walk across the room
and choke Morris for Johns sake, but
he reflected that this was folly. II
was enough to know that Morris lived.
John Burt was dead-so far as Arthur
Morris was concerned-and Blake. as
Johns reincarnation, threw himself
on guard, determined to profit to the
utmost by the incident.
"Glad to see you. old mani" ex-
claimed Kingsley, rising to greet Nor
ris. 81 want you to know my friend,
Mr.. Blake-Mr. James Blake. of Sab
Francisco-Mr. Arthur Norris. You
certainly have heard"
"'Pon my word this is unexpected
luclI!" Arthur Norris thrust forward
soft hand and WINGED as Blake clasp
ed it with simulated heartiness.
Delighted to meet you, Mr.. BlaiSe!"
Morris exclaimed. Been looking for
you everywhere! Sent my card to
your apartments this evening. BY
Jove. you're corker don't you know,
Mr.. Blake! Waiter, bottle Of Perier
Gouct, "a. want to drink your
health, Mr.. Blake"
Glad to meet you, Mr.. Norris!
said James Blake, looking him full in
the eyes. 1--WE heard Of your father,
and the famous old firm, and learned
only to-day that you've succeeded him
in business"
Two years spent by Arthur Morris
in an apprenticeship to the trade OF
money grasping and holding had
scanned the puffed, round tace with
hard lines. The once dull eyes glow
ed with the rewly-lighted fires OF
avarice The sensuous lips dropped
| at the corners with a cruel curve. The
! former air Of Indifference was re-
! placed by the alertness Of defense and
| aggressiyeness.
Close observers predicted a great ca
! rcer for Arthur Norris. His father
was delighted with the transformation
and did not hesitate to give to his
! heir the keys which unlocked the Nor
ris treasurer vaults.
The hours glided by to the music OF
clinking glasses and the rising clattel
of conversation. And as James Blake
talked and listened and drank. his
aversion to Arthur Morris relaxed
He loved John Burt and was eager tc
espouse bis cause, but John had no.
commissioned him to quarrel witt
Arthur Morris Perhaps the affair o.
the years before was only boyhoot
dispute?
He glanced at the white expanse o
Morris shirt front and wondered II thi
scar Of Johns bullet showed over his
heart. Morris lived. and the though
came to Blake that the score was ever
between John and the young million
are. The feud had made John rich
why should John complain? An'
Arthur Morris did not seem to be sucl
a bad sort of fellow after all.
Thus reasoned Blake as Morri
took his arm and led him away from
the noisy club men.
"Say we get out of this?" said Nor
ris. proffering cigarette case
you'll be my guest tonight, Blake
Won't listen to refusal, my dea
fellow! I've bachelor apartments
and anything you ask is yours.
want to have quiet chat with you
Let's make our excuses and stroll u
Delmonico's for bite Of supper. The
well go to my rooms"
Blake accepted the invitation an
after supper they drove to the Morri
apartment.
"I'm rather fond of these quarters
don't you know" said Morris. as +
showed his guest through suit
worthy Of a Lucullus. picked up som
of this stuff abroad. and the governo
contributed the rest of It. Rammohul
serve us that 1909 brandy"
The Indian servant bowed an
moved noiselessly away. Morris oper
ed a writing-desk and glanced at
number Of unopened letters.
(To be continued.)