The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1892-1907, 1906-01-06
CHAPTER Nv.

eight, and she was watching anxiously,
as she had done for several mornings
past, for the coming Of the postman. She
left her position presently, and BUSTED
about, putting little finishing touches TO
the breakfast table.
1T is hard on poor dear dad to have
TO put up with petty Inconvenience,
she said, affectionately, as she laid the
morning newspaper next the roses, and
looked to see IL she could DO anything
further to beautity the unlOvely lodging
house breakfast table. Il know the sight
Of 4 stain on the tablecloth takes away
his appetite. With the very next few
shillings | make BY my copying I'll buy
a couple Of tablecloths. aud then we can
have an extra one without asking Mrs
Phnpott for Il and risking black looks
for the rest Of the week. Oh, here You
are, papal l thought you were going
TO be late-and it is your kensington
day, too. All, there's the postman.
wonder II be has letter for me? Isn't
it strange that Jack has written only
once in a whole week.
Young fellows always hud plenty Of
| occupation in the country; you must not
worry about It, my child" This remark
was rather uncaIied for. as Ethel the
whole week through, had scrupulously
avoided mentioning the subject Of Jacks
neglect. The country round Mallinsford
IS particularly attractive, and l can quite
understand that Jack is fsasting his soul
/ on its beauties"
| "Oh. papa, do you know Maliingford2
| You never said 50 beforehand Ethel
| was just about to launch out into
Z ~ka has -
were diverted by the appearance Of the
| servant with the fish for breakfast. and
letter.
For me, and from Jack she ex
l claimed, breathlessly: bur she did not
attempt to read it until she had attended
to every little want Of her fathers, and
seen him comfortably settled for his
morning glance over the leaders in the
| newspapers.
Then she took up the letter and be-
gan reading il. As she read, the sweet
anticipation Of pleasure faded slowly
from her face, and she laid the ept-tls
down. looking perplexed and troubled.
She went on pretending to eat, hlIed her
fathers cup when be pushed it toward
her. and resolutely kept silence until he
had laid down his newspaper aud caught
her wistful look.
Well, what are you waiting 70 say?'
he asked.
Il don't know: Jack has written a
nice. long letter, and yet | am disap-
pointed. I'm never satisfied, am 1. dad
He tells me here that hes very lonely
and a line or two lower dowa he says
that Miss Mailing, OF whom he ga7e such
a glowing description In his first note
has left for London. know I'm mar
row minded but l can't help fancyiug
that It's more her absence than mine
+ that makes him lonely. As If / d.i moi
know Jack to be one Of the most non
orable men In the world. Please call m.
few hard names, dad, and make M
ashamed Of myself
Bat Mr. Mallst did nothing u the sort
- a think Il extremely bad taste or
= Jacks part to fill hls letters 70 yon witt
descriptions Of another womaus beau
ty."
Now, there you are wrong, L. jus
: that that satisfies me as 10 Jacks zoo,
faith. II there was one scrap Of unfair
ness to me Ia his admiration for Mis-
/ Mailing he would not write 80 openl!
about H. It was only my nonsense abDu
} being jealous, you know"
E You are a Veritable little bee. suck
; ing the honey and leaving the poison
: I'll not say ons word against your hero
? my dear. But I don't ike to hear 0
any slight being put upon You. Yor
know l don't think him worthy Of m
+ little girl"
D You conceitsd old dad" Ethel said
Z with a smile, ito think your girl bette
7 than any one else's! Why, Jack Is muc
too good for me! Even you admit he
E clever"
/. Granted. But who Is he? He has
: straight nose and a good pair Of shou
= ders; but what was his grandfather
r Have you ever asked himT'
4 Papa! What an extraordinary que,
r don that would be for me to ask him
. 1 dare say his grandfather was as goo
q a man as mine"
, MY dear, your grandfather was on
Of the oldest commoners in England. Tn
Mallings Of MailingfDrd hold themsslve
. among the best people In EHbridgeshire,
Ethel looked at her father a. If sh
n feared his reason had given way.
. i dare say you are very astCs.'Ahe'
: You have always known me rs a aEyr
? working drawing master. anil Of evsru
concluded had never been anytain
? else. Ny dear. that Malllngford Psri
If which Jack writes so enthusia sticLlll
o s mine by all just laws Of sHccssslSi
3 Bat ny elder brother the late owner. e.
3 me Of with a shilling because | nunoye
= him about trBing matter. and left III
Y whole property 10 my niece, your c9usii
% Famine L4fi0u."
o. And I am eighteen. and this Is n
fr fraf word 1 have ever heard Of IT."
Ia Yes, and most likely the Last. for
-r Is subject don't care % talk abou
a. dgu.t think should have p1ka1 II
S. now If had not felt extremely aHnoye
with Jack for his unEcntemaa ike mel