Idaho Springs siftings., 1904-08-13

Fer an hour or more the head o. tns
hrrn Of James Blake 4 Company re-
cited the history Of John Burt's ca
reer In California. and the result Of
the recent speculative campaign in
New IcTk. Once in a while The old
man asked a question. but be made
no comment until the narrative w.s
ended.
your heart dominates your judg.
msnt. hut that IS a trait and not a
faud," he said. as he arose and of,
fered his hand to James Blake. God
gives Us emotions and faculties; from
them we must develop character Do
not charge yourself with a broken
promise to John. He has kept h.a
pact send hiu1s my blessing. Say
10 him that am strong and well and
happy. Say TO him that his future
field of work is in New York city"
Peter Burt stood in the doorway
and watched until the carriage dizzp-
pesred beyond the old graveyard.
I'm glad that's euded,a said Blake
10 himself. Il wonder what ! told the
old man? Everything. | guess. I'm
I
used to crises and guess |, can stand
one more. who's comlngz His face
looks familiar. It's Sam Rounds,
Stop. driver. Hello. Sam, How are
you?"
Seated In a stylish road cart. behind
a rangy. housekeeping tro;ter was one
Of the companions Of Blake's boy
hood. Sam checked his horse and.
with a puzzled grin. looked into the
speakers face.
~Haou de ye dew" be drawled.
slackenlng the lines. Yer face looks
fee-millar Ike. on yer voice don't
sound strange like. either. | believe
know ye. It's Jim Blake, Haou
air ye. Jim, Well. well. welli who'd
a thunk it-whe'd a thunk it,"
Sam reached across and shook
hands with a yigor which nearly
pulled Blake out of his carriage.
Air ye the James Blake I've been
resdin' erbout2 The one that's been
givin' them New York sharps a whirl
in stocks7" asked Sam.
Blake smiled and nodded his head.
Is that so? Well, well, well, Say.
I'm plumb glad TO hear it" and San $
smiling face showed IL. Amt never
hearn Of John Burt. have ye? No?
Wen. he'll turn up on top some day.
an don't ye fergii. Sam ROUNDS al
lers said SO. Where be ye go!n to.
Iiin7"
I'm going back to New York to-
night" replied Blake. From there
| return to San Francisco. but expect
to make New York my home"
is that so? I'm liyiu' In New
York now" said Sam, handing Blake
hls card. Moved there several years
ago. Mother an | are here On
visit fer few days. I've been do
in fairly middlin' well in New York.
Jim when you write me. be shore
an put Hon before my name and
Sam laughed until the rocks re-echoed
his merriment.
How Is that" asked Blake. gazing
blankiy at the card.
Read what II says" insisted sam.
I'm alderman OF my deestrict, an
have just been reelected tew a sec
ond term. Fact"
Il congratulate you. Sam" said
Blake. heartily
Sorry ye haven't time tew wait
over an go back with us" Sam said
But II ye are goin' tew locate in
New York. III see lots Of ye."
Il certainly will look you up wher
I'm In New York" said Blake. My
regards 20 your mother. and say I'm
sorry | didn't have time to call on
her. Are you married. Sam
Mop. but has hopes" laughed
Sam. gathering up the lines Good.
bye. Jim. goodbye. an more luck ter
ye,"
Same TO yon, Sam; good bye,.
Ten days later James Blake ar
rived in San Francisco. He drove to
Johns apartment. and was greeted by
him in the old study room. Blake sat
where he looked at the portrait of
Jessie Garden. His heart sank with
in him.
ITO be continued1