The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1905-02-03


Everard, sympathetically. Were tn
bodies ever recovered?"
mo. never" said Harry, "and prob
ably never will be-"
They walked in silence little way
Then Harry said:
do you know, Everard, should lik'
to see the place. Suppose We so up Il
Montvert? We can do it in two day.
from Chamounix. Your father put NJ
restrictions on our movements"
Then let's co." replied the boy
keenly.
Montvert had become quite fash
ionable resort within the last few
years. The old inn had been much en-
larged. 1t boosted all sorts of modern
mprovements-amon them draw
ing-room, band, and visitors book
Harry was studying the latter wher
he was startled by the names. MIR
James Rennie and Miss Rennie ane
maid, Glasgow"
MY cousin, by Jove!" he muttered
He had seen nothing of them fol
years-not since Mr.. Rennie had come
in for all Sir Roberts money. The
daughter, Muriel, he had never seen
James Rennie he knew by reDute as
hard and canny Scotchman; and here
they were staying at the same hotel.
They met that evening in the draw
ing-room.
"And this is my daughter. Muriel,'
Rennie said.
Harry looked up and saw soft dot
of a girl in 4 black evening gown, VINO
gave him a warm, impulsive hand
shake.
Somehow, Harry and his charge
stayed on at Montvert for whole TORT
night.
Harry was a new man. The inev:'
table was happening.
Then the Rennies gave picnic. II
turned out a brilliant, sunny day, and
it was decided to go up the valley to a
wood near the lower end OF the AL
guile Vert glacier. 1t was at this pic
mic it for the first time struck Mr.
Rennie that Harry was trif1e more
attentive to Muriel than there was any
occasion for. He did not say anything.
but he made up his mind to two
things: First, to watch the young cou'
pie pretty carefully that day; secondly
to leave Montvert tomorrow.
Harry and Muriel slipped on
amongst the trees, and soon found
themselves quite alone. They strolled
down to where, from under it's arch OF
muddy ice, the glacier river started on
its foamy career, and seated them
selves near by on a great messy stone
under a pine tree. The blazing sun
made the shade most welcome, and the
two sat there quietly drinking in the
warm scent of the woods.
I'm afraid our holiday will soon be
over" she said. eve have to be home
by the LIST of October"
Harry experienced curious shock.
With extraordinary suddenness he
re allied what life would be without
Muriel.
"Muriel," he said, quickly and earn
estly, "Muriel, will you care?
Apparently she did, for when, five
later, an interested spectator
walked quietly up behind them over
the carpet of noiseless pine needles, he
saw q sight that made As smooth face
wrinkle with rage.
The two cousins were sitting closer
together than strict cousinship alto
gether entailed, and Muriel's head was
leaning on Harry's shoulder.
James Rennie lost his temper.
"You sneaking young scoundrel!"
he said, with sudden emphasis that
made the lovers jump to their feet.
81 beg your pardon, sir!" said Harry,
quietly. There was dangerous CLEAN
in his eye. "You were SAYING
"That you are a scheming fortune
hunter. Your uncle cut you of, and
now you think to regain the money In
a low, underhand way by marrying my
daughter!"
Crash! A sharp, rending sound, fol-
lowed by a heavy fall, made all three
jump back.
A great piece of ice, loosened by the
heat, had fallen away from the glacier
end, and something else, too-some-
thing dark-had slipped from the bro
ken mass and lay on the debris below.
For a moment no one moved.
Then Harry stepped forward and
stood by the fallen figure. The others
followed. 1t was the body of man.
He was dressed in rough tweeds, and
when they turned him over his up
turned face had a quiet, peaceful ex-
preston. He might have died an hour
ago.
Instinctively the two men removed
their hats. Then Harry looked st Mr.
Rennie.
"You know who it Isl" he said.
Eyes, it's Sir Robert" he answered
in a low voice.
They picked the body TO and lifted
It into the shade Of the pines. As they
did so folded paper fell from the tori
jacket.
That evening Harry met Muriel II
the hotel garden.
uvour father has told YOU what 4