Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1905-05-26


dressed, and his fine face was more
eddy declined to discuss his triumphs
in California, but told with spirit,
frankness and humor the tales Of sue
cessive reverses and modestly at
tributed his recent run of success to
luck
you must transfer your activities
to New York" advised young Kings
ley, who had been willed several mil
lions and a banking business. "San
Francisco is too small and provincial
| for you All, here comes a fellow
you must meet"
thicI-set young man had entered
the room. He stood and listened with
bored expression to a friend who
was enthusiastic over some matter,
and persisted in repeatedly shaking
hands.
That's Morris-Arthur Norris" ex7
planned Kingsley. Son of old Ran
dolph Morris-don't you know. Pere
Morris retired from business two
weeks ago and turned everything over
to Arthur. He was wild one, but
he's settled down. The Morris mil
lions won't shrink in his hands.
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. 1t
was enough to know that Morris lived.
John Burt was dead-so far as Arthur
Morris was concerned-aDd 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 San
Francisco-Mr.. Arthur Morris. You
have heard"
:" 'Pon my word this is unexpected
uck!" Arthur Morris thrust forward
| soft hand and WINGED as Blake clasp
I'd it with simulated heartiness.
Delighted to meet you, Mr.. Blakel"
Norris exclaimed. Been looking for
7ou everywhere Sent my card to :
our apartments this evening. BY
owe, you're corker, don't you know,
ar. Blake! Waiter, bottle of Perier
iouet, "a. want to drink your
ealth, Mr.. Blake"
Glad to meet you, Mr.. Morrisl"
aid James Blake, looking him full in '
ne eyes. 1--WE heard of your father;
nd the famous old firm, and learned =
My to-day that you've succeeded him
/ business"
Two years spent by Arthur Morris :
an apprenticeship to the trade of =
oney grasping and holding had
'amed the pulled, round face with
ard lines. The once dull eyes glow
with the newly-lighted fires of
Tarice. The sensuous lips dropped =,
the corners with a cruel curve. The ~
rmer air of indifference was re- -
aced by the alertness of defense and -
gressiveness. pc
Close observers predicted great ca -
er for Arthur Morris. His father ~
Is delighted with the transformation s .-'
d did not hesitate to give to his
ir the keys which unlocked the Nor
treasurer vaults. 90
The hours glided by to the music of ~
mixing glasses and the rising clatter -
conversation. And as James Blake ~
ked and listened and drank, his ~,
srsion to Arthur Morris relaxed. 80,
loved John Burt and was eager to 90,
'ouse his cause, but John had not .
nmissioned him to quarrel with 90
hur Morris. Perhaps the affair of 49,
years before was only a boyhood wit
pute? 49,
lie glanced at the white expanse Of wit
iris shirt front and wondered if the tina
r of Johns bullet showed over his THU
TT. Morris lived, and the thought "
lie to Blake that the score was even kno
ween John and the young million. I fe
. The feud had made John rich ed
should John complain? And teri
hur Morris did not seem to be such ach
ad sort of a fellow after all aga
hus reasoned Blake as Morris The
( his arm and led him away from me
noisy club men. min
Say we get out of this?" said Nor duti
proffering cigarette case. NJ
n'll be my guest tonight, Blakel Cree
IT listen to refusal, my dear I'll
W. I've bachelor apartments. M
anything you ask is yours. 1 mad
to have quiet chat with you. I'll
J make our excuses and stroll to been
lonico's for bite of supper. Then food