The news-democrat. (Providence, R.I.) 1906-1909, 1906-09-07

been thorough, for a pretty smart tap
on oak Ia necessary 10 leave an impress
sion. My visitors had undoubtedly been
making soundngs In search OF a recess
OF some kind In the wall and as they
had failed OF their purpose they were
likely, ! assumed, TO pursue their re-
searches further.
pondered these things with a thor
oughly-awakened interest In life Glenarm
House really promised to prove exciting.
] took from a drawer a email revolver,
filed It's chambers with cartridges and
thrust II into my hip pocket, whistling
meanwhile Larry Donovan's favorite air,
the Marche Funebre dune Marionette.
Ny heart wout out TO Larry as l scented
adventure, and i wished him with me;
but speculations as TO Larry's where
abouts were always profitless and quite
likely he was In jail somewhere.
The ham OF whose excellence Bates
had limited was no disappointment.
There is. l have always held, nothing
better in this world than a baked ham.
and the specimen Bates placed before
me was a delight to the eye,-so adorned
was Il with spices. so crisply brown it's
outer coat; and a taste-that first ten
tative taste. before the sauce was added
was like a dream OF Lucullus come
true. I could forgive a good deal In a
cook with that touch anything short Of
arson and assassination!
Bates said, as he stood forth were
| could see him. you cook amazingly
well Where did you learn the business?"
Your grandfather grew very captous,
Mr.. Glenarm. I had 10 learn to satisfy
him. and I believe l did II, sir. II you'll
pardon the conceit"
HE didn't die of gout, did hep can
readily imagine it."
NO, Mr.. Glenarm. 1t was his heart.
He had his warning Of IT."
"Ah, yes: to be sure. The heart or the
stomach--one may as well fail as the
other. believe prefer TO keep my di-
gestion going as long as possible. Those
grilled sweet potatoes again, II you please,
Bates"
The game that he and ! were playing
appealed TO me strongly. II was alto
gether worth while, and as ! ate guava
Jelly with cheese and toasted crackers,
and then lighted one OF my own cigars
over a cup OF Bates unfeiling coffee, my
spirit was livelier than AT any time since
certain evening on which Larry and l
had escaped from Tangier with our lives
and the curses OF the police. 1t Is a mel
ancholy commentary on life that content
ment comes more easily through the
stomach than along any other avenue. In
the great library, with it's rich store of
books and its eternal candles. l spra wled
upon dtNan before tue fire and smoked
and INDUCED in pleasant speculations.
The day had offered much material for
firesde reflection, and l reviewed It's his
tory calmly.
There was. however. one incident that
! found unpleasant In the retrospect |
had been guilty of most unchivalrous con-
duct toward one OF the girls OF st
Agatha's. II had certainly been unbe-
coming In me 90 sit on tho wall. however
unwillingly. and listen 10 the words-few
though they were-that rassed between
her and the chaplain. I forgot the shot
thrqsgh the window; I forgot Bates and
the Interest my room possessed for him
and his unknown accompllce; but the sud.
den dlstrust and contempt had awak-
ened In the girl by my clownish behav-
Tor annoyed me Increasingly.
rose presently, found my cap IN a
closet under the stairs. and went out
into the moon-hooded wood toward tho
lake The tangle was not so great whor
you knew the way. and there was indeed
as ] had found, the faint suggestion OF a
path The moon glorifed a broad high.
way acrose the water: the air was sharr
and still The houses I'm the summer col.
ony were vaguely defined. but the sig (
OF them gave me no cheer The tilt Of
her tam-o' -shanter as she padded away
into the sunset had conveyed an impres.
sion of spirits and dignity that I could
not adjust 20 any imaginable expiation.
Ito be Continued Tomorrow