The Red Cloud chief., 1906-11-02
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Then she answered. clasping the
hand Pyne extended to her, but eying
Brand the while:
The man who brought the milk
She wondered why they laughed, but
the lighthouse keeper caught her up In
his arms.
ITO has gone away, sweetheart" he
said, but when he comes In the morn
ing l shall send for you and you will
see him. You are the little girl who
was injured, eh? Are you getting bet
teri"
Elsie, having seen Mamie safely ex-
tracted from the stairway, became vol
uble.
my elbow Is stiff, but 1t doesn't
hurt. l was feelin' pretty bad fore
the milk came, but Mamie IN me had
a lovely lot an some beautiful jelly.
Fine, wasn't ii, Mamie?'
"'Squizzitw agreed Mamie.
II think I'd like being here If there
was more room," said the child. An
why isn't there any washin'? Mamie
an me Is always bein' washed 'cept
when we're here"
surely you have not kept your face
as clean as it Is now ever since you
left the shipT'
ooh, no." put In Mamie. We've just
been rubbed with a hanky."
And sent out to pay a callT"
mot 'zactly," said truthful Mamie.
"Mr. Pyne told us to wait near the
door
'"That's an old story now" inter-
vened Pyne quietly. "Ciimb up on
my shoulder a: have a look at the
q Perhaps there may be a ship
too"
What did Mr.. Pyne tell your whis-
pered Brand, pretending to make a &C.
'cret Of 1t with Elsie.
There didn't seem to be nun to
eat" she explained seriously, so Mr..
Pyne KEEP a bit Of biscuit in his pocket,
an Mamie an me had a chew every
time we saw him."
"H'mv' murmured the man, glanc-
ing up at his young friend as he
walked around the trimming stage
with the delighted Mamie. II suppose
he asked you not to tell anybody"
I'VE wasn't to tell Miss Constance
or Miss Enid. An they tole us we
wasn't to tell him about the sweet stuff
they put in our tea. That is all. Fun
ny, isn't it|'
Brand knew that these little ones
were motherless. His eyes dimmed
somewhat. Like all self contained
men, he detested any exhibition of SEN
timent.
81 say" he cried huskily to Pyne,
you must escort your friends back to
their quarters. No more idling, please"
AN you will really send for us to-
morrow to see the milkman?" said FL
sic. Notwithstanding his sudden gruff-
ness she was not afraid of him. She
looked longingly at the great lamp and
the twinkling diamonds Of the dioptric
lens.
Yes. l will not forget. Goodby,
now, dearie."
The visit of the children had given
him Il timely reminder. AS these two
were now, so had his own loved mes
been in years that might not lie re-
called.
The nest would soon be empty, the
young birds flown. lie realized that
he would not be many days ashore be-
fore the young American to whom he
had taken such a liking would come
to him and put forward Il more endur-
ing claim to Constance than Mr.. Trail
made with regard to Enid. Well, he
must resign himself to these things,
though no man eve lost two daugh-
tiers under stranger conditions.
When Pyne returned, Brand was
ready for him. The struggle was
sharp, but 1t had ended.
~ would like you to read your
uncle's letter." he said. 81 am clear In
my own mind as to the right course to
adopt. If Mr.. Trail wishes to win
Ends affections he will not take her
by surprise. Indeed, he himself recog-
nizes this element In the situation.
You will not rush away from Penzance
at once, i take it,"
mo, Sir" said Pyne, with a delight
FLU certainty OF ~negation that caused a
smile to brighten his hearers face.
81 may not get clear of the rock for
several days. There is much to place
In order here. When the relief comes l
must help the men to make things ship
shape. Meanwhile, Stanhope--or Con-
stance, whom you can take into your
c0n6dence-will smooth the way
"No, sir" interrupted Pyne, even
more emphatically. when you come
to know my uncle you will find that he
plays the game all the time. If Enid
10 to be given a new parent, the old One
will make the gift. And that's q fact"
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