The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1906-08-18

Salter had always endeavored through life
to adapt himself ungrudgingly to circum-
stances, and he succeeded fairly well in
remembering on most occasions that he
was butler, but his love for all marin
ers was thing he never fully managed
to conceal. Land-lubbers he tolerated
now, and he liked soldier, but his hon.
est, dog-like heart went out to all who,
like himself, loved breeze of wind and
the sweet, keen smell Of spray. There
was bond In mutual love, whether 1t be
of dog or horse, Of sport or work, of land
or sea, and Tyars always felt an inclina-
ton to shake honest John Salter by the
hand when he saw him.
TO these feelings of sympathy must be
attributed the fact that Tyars forgot to
inquire whether the admiral were at
home. That some one was to be found
upstairs in the drawing room was obvi-
Gus enough from Salter's beaming coun-
tenance; but the maritime butler omitted
to give particulars
Thus 1t happened that the surprise was
mutual when Tyars and Helen Grace
found themselves face to face alone in
the drawing room.
She had been seated at a small table
near the window and she rose to receive
him. without, however, moving toward the
door.
He came forward without appearing to
notice slight movement of embarrass-
ment ON he- part, and shook hands. Most
men would have launched into unneces-
sary explanations respecting his presence,
his motive for coming, and his firm re-
solve to leave again at once. But Claud
Tyars occasionally took 1t upon himself
to ignore the usages Of his fellows.
i have much pleasure" he said, with
grave POPULARITY, ''in accepting your kind
invitation to dine on Wednesday week :
and am yours truly, Claud Tyars."
Helen laughingly expressed her pleas
ure that he was able to come, and return
ed to her chair beside the little table.
she was quite her gentle, contained self
again. The signs Of embarrassment, II
such they were, had quite disappeared,
and she asked him to find a chair for
himself with just that modicum of famil-
larity which one allows ones self toward
the intimate friend of brother or sister
This he did, frankly bringing seat near.
er to the small table.
IT." he continued, at will be any sat.
lsfaction to your hospitable mind, l will
disclose the fact that my friend Easton
Is also able to avail himself of your
kindness"
Il am glad" she said, glancing across
at him with those gravely questioning
eyes OF hers, which somehow conjured ur
thoughts Of olden times, of quieter days
when there was time to think and live
and love. "Mr. Tyars," she continued
Il have an apology to make to you."
He looked at her without speaking fol-
some moments. In another man ORE
| would almost have suspected a desire tc
prolong the contemplation of a very
lovely, shamed face.
For whatf" he said at length.
For disliking you'll mean for begin
ming to dislike you. don'tr-that
was at first"
Il wonder" he said, with quick mer
cy' If you know why you began BY
disliking me-"
II think I do"
He smiled and turned away his eyes
rather suddenly. There was a paper
knife lying on the table, and he took Il
up, subsequently balancing 1t on his fin
Der, while she watched him with va9u,
and mechanical interest.
"Tell me-" he said.
Jealousy"
"Ahv
He glanced almost furtively TOWARD
her and caught passing smile. 1t wa,
now his turn to look Ill at ease, Sh,
maintained silence In a determined wa,
which somehow threw the onus of tn,
pause on his shoulders. At last he threw
the paper knife down on the table with ,
clatter.
you are right" he said, almost blunt
ly. Il have acted like-a-coward."
| And you are not a cowardT
He raised his eyebrows. The glanc
of her eyes as they rested on his great
stalwart frame cancelled the interroga
ton.
II have never thought SO until now
She shook her head with rather
wistful smile.
'.Then have reason" she said, ct
be jealous. You are drawing Oswin ava,
from me?"
Before replying he rose, and durin
the rest Of their conversation he neye
took a seat again, but continued moyin
about the room with a certain strans
restlessness which Is very uncommon Il
big mem
What IL your mission?" she asked.
Again he stopped. He stood before he
with his strong arms hanging motionless
his great brown hands half closed an
quite still, as they always were unles
actually at work. He certainly was
picture Of strength, a perfect specimen
Of the human animal, as he had calle
himself.
Arctic exploration" he answered.
mean to reach the north pole some day
1t happened that Helen knew a goo
deal about Arctic matters. The admira
had been bitten by the strange craze L
his younger days. Like many others, b
had for time given way to the spirit o
exploration which Is hidden somewhere 1
every Englishman's heart. Every boo
Of Arctic travel yet printed was to b
found In his smoke-scented den, an
Helen had read most of them.
She knew, therefore, what the en-
would be. To hear a man say that b
intends to reach the north pole Is on
thing; to know what he Is talking abou
and believe In his intention Is quite an
other. To Helen Grace the fuller know
edge was given, and she sat looking a
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