The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1905-12-20

| avenue. Until long arter ml0nlgnt ne
smoked and calculated and dreamed.
For the first time the immensely Of
that million thrust itself upon him. II
on that very day, Oct. 1, he were
to begin the task Of spending 1t he
would have but 357 days In which to
accomplish the end. Taking the round
sum of $1,OOO,O0O as a basis. 1t was
an easy matter to calculate his aver
age daily disbursement The situation
did not look SO utterly impossible until
he held up the little sheet of paper and
ruefully contemplated the result of
that simple problem in mathematics.
1t meant an average daily expendi.
ture Of $2,SO1.12 for nearly year, and
even then there would be 16 cents left
over. for in providing the result Of his
rough sum in division he could &C.
count for but $685., 999.S4 Then 1t &C.
Cured to him that his money would
be drawing interest at the bank.
But for each days $2,6O1.12 I am
getting seven times as much" he So
llloquized as he finally got into bed.
THAT means $19,6O7.S4 day, a clear
profit Of $16,80672. That's pretty good
yes, too good. l wonder II the bank
couldn't oblige me by not charging In
terest?"
The figures kept adding and subtract
ing themselves as he dozed OF, and
once during the night he dreamed that
Swearengen Jones had sentenced him
to eat million dollars worth of game
ana salad ut the French restaurant.
lie awoke with the consciousness that
he had cried aloud, Il can do 1t, but a
year Is not very long in an affair Of
this kind"
1t was o'clock when Brewster final
ly rose. and after his tub he felt ready
to cope with any problem, even a sub
stantial breakfast. A message had
come to him from Mr.. Grant Of Grant
4 Ripley, announcing the receipt of I'M
portant dispatches from Montana and
asking him to luncheon at /. He had
time to spare, and as Margaret and
Mrs. Gray had gone out he telephoned
Ellis to take his horse to the entrance
to the park ut once. The crisp autumn
air was perfect for his ride, and Brew
ster found number of smart people
already riding and drivingAn the park
His horse was keen for a canter, and
he had reached the obelisk before he
drew rein. AS he was about to cross
the carriage road he was nearly run
down by Miss Drew in her new French
automobile.
II beg your pardon" she cried.
You're the third person I've run into,
ca
against you"
Il should be flattered even to be run
down by you"
Very well, then, look out" And she
started the machine as IL to charge
him. She stopped In time and said,
with laugh: Your gallantry deserves
a reward. Wouldn't you rather send
your horse home and come for a ride
with me?"
MY man is waiting at Fifty-ninth
street. II you'll come that far I'll 20
with pleasure"
Monty had merely society acQuaint-
ance with Miss Drew. He had met her
at dinners and dances as he,had host
OF other girls, but she had, impressed
him more than the others. Something
indescribable took place every time
their eyes met. Monty had. often won.
dered Just what that something meant,
but he had always realized that It had
In 1t nothing Of piatonic affection.
III l didn't have to meet her eyes,"
ne had said to himself, II could 70 on
discussing even politics with her, but
the moment she looks at me know she
can see what I'm thinking about"
From the first they considered them
selves very good friends, and after
their third meeting 1t seemed perfectly
natural that they should call one an
other by their first names. Monty
knew he was treading on dangerous
ground. 1t never occurred to him to
wonder what Barbara might think of
him. He took it as a matter Of course
that she must feel more than friendly
toward him. As they rode through the
maze Of carriages they bowed fire.
Quently to friends as they passed.
They were conscious that some Of the
women, noticeably old Miss Dexter,
actually turned around and gazed at
them.
Aren't you afraid people will talk
about us?" asked Monty, with laugh.
Talk about our riding together in
the park? It's Just as safe here as It
would be in Fifth avenue. Besides,
who cares7 fancy we can stand It"
you're a thoroughbred, Barbara. l
simply didn't want you talked about.
When 60 too far, say the word and
drop me-"
II have q luncheon at 2, but until
then we have our ride"
Monty gasped and looked at his
watch. "F1ve minutes to II he cried.
The matter Of his engagement with the
attorney had quite escaped him. In
the exhilaration Of Mis- Drsw's COM
panionship he had forgotten even Un-
Gle James millions.
I've got date at that means life
and death to me. Would you mind
taking me down to the nearest elevat-
ed-or-heFe, let me run It"
n.