The news-democrat. (Providence, R.I.) 1906-1909, 1906-10-06
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The House of a
Thousand Candles
MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Copyright by
The Robbs Merrill Company

"And now. John Glenarm. we've got to
get down to busness-or you must. As
for me. after a few hours OF your enliven-
ing society"
you don't go a step until we go to-
gother-no. by the beard OF the prophet!
I've a fight on here and I'm going TO
win If / die i'm the struggle, and you've
got to stay with me to the end"
But under the will you dare not take
a bogrder."
'Of course dare! That Wills as though
It had never been as far as I'm concern
ed. My grandfather never expected me
20 sit here alone and be murdered. John
Marshall Glenarm wasn't fool exact
ly:"
mo but a trihe queer, should say. 1
don't have to tell you, old man. that this
situation appeals to me. It's my kind Of
a Job. II It weren't that the hounds are
at my heels I'd like 10 stay with you. but
you have enough trouble on hand with
out opening the house to an attack by my
enemies"
stop talking about II. 1 don't propose
10 be deserted by the only friend / have
i'm the world when I'm up TO my eyes in
trouble. Lots go down and get some
coffee"
We found Bates trying 10 remove the
evidences Of the nights struggle. He had
fastened cold pack about his head and
limped slightly: otherwise he was the
same-sient and inexplicable.
Daylight had not improved the appear
ance OF the room. Several hundred hooks
Law scattered over the floor, arG the
shelves which had held them were hacked
and broken.
"Bates, II you can give us some
coffee? Let the room go for the pres
ent."
Eyes, sir
"And Bates"
He paused and Larry's keen eyes were
bent sharply upon him.
"Mr Donovan Is a friend who will be
with me for some time. Wen fix up his
room later in the day.
He lmped out, Larry's eyes following
him.
what do you think of that fellowH" I
asked
Larry's face wore a puzzled look
What do you call him-Bates? He's
a plucky fellow"
Larry picked up from the hearth the
bis candelabrum with which Bates had
defended himself II was badly bent and
twisted, and Larry grinned.
THE fellow who went out through the
front door probably isn't FEELING very Wen
today Your man was swinging this thing
like a windmill"
81 can't understand IT," ! muttered. Il
can't for the life OF me, see why he
should have given battle to the enemy.
They all belong 20 Pickering, and Bates
Il the biggest rascal Of the bunch
'Humph Wen consider that later. And
would you mind telling me what kind OF
n tallow foundry this is2 / never saw
90 many candlesticks I'm my life seem
TO taste tallow. / had no letters from
you. and / supposed you were loahns
quietly In o grim farm house, dying oil
q ennui and here you are I'm an establish
mcnt that ought Co be the imperial resi-
dence OF an Eskimo chief. Possibly you
have crude petroleum for soup and whip
ped salad-oil for dessert | declare,
man living here ought 10 attain a high
candle power OF luminosity. It's perfectly
immense" lie started and laughed And
hidden treasure, and night attacks. and
young virgins in the middle distance-yes
ia really like 60 stay n while"
AS We ate breakfast / filed In gaps
I had left I'm my hurried narrative. as
Laned again upon the sympathy of ar
esd and trusted friend