The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-10-31

| Hon. Jeb BarrowS, Tho was usually
called In to straighten out any pariia
mentary tangles in which the council
became involved. That eminent states.
man was leaning dreamily against q
| pillar at the end of the council cham.
Der. On one Of the cards he had al
ready penciled the brief suggestion,
Feed him and have out the band"
He handed the card TO the president.
| and the council heaveI sigh Of relief.
| The momertous question of Oakley's
official reception was settled.
When Dan and nr. Emory stepped
| from No. Saturday night the station
| platform was crowded with men and
boys. The brass band. which Antioch
loved with a love that stfiei criticism,
! perspiring ana In dire haste. was turn
Ing the street corner half block dis.
tant. Across the tracks ut the railroad
shops steam whistle shrioke,i an &c.
| static welcome.
Dan glanced at the doctor with Q
slightly puzzled air.
''What do you suppose is the mat
ter?" he asked unsuspiciously.
"Why. man. don't you understand?
It's you!"
There was. no need for him to say
more. for the crowd had caught sight
Of Dan and hundred voices cried:
"There he is. There's Oakleyw
And In an instant Antioch giving
way to wild enthusiasm. was cheering
itself black in the face, while above
the sound of cheers and the crash Of
| music the steam whistle at the shops
shrieked and pealed.
The blood left Oakley's face. He
looked down at the crowd and saw
Turner Joyce He saw McClintock
and Holt and the men from the shops.
who were. il possible. the noisiest Of
all. He turned helplessly to the doc
tor.
LETS get out of this" he said be-
tween his teeth. The crowd and the
noise and the excitement recalled that
other night when he had ridden into
Antioch. AS he spoke he swung him
self down from the steps of the coach,
and the crowd closed about him with
glau Sn0ut or welcome.
The doctor followed more slowly. Az
he gained the platform the Hon. Jeb
Barrows hurried to his side.
"Where is he to go. Doc?" he panted.
ITO your house or to the hotel?"
''ro my house."
"All right. then. The crowds spoil
ing the whole business. I've got an
address of welcome in my pocket that
l was to have delivered. and there's to
be a supper at the rink tonight. Don't
| let him get away from you"
Meanwhile Dan had succeeded in ex-
Treating himself from the clutches of
his friends and was struggling toward
a closed carriage at the end of the plat
| form that he recognized as the EN-
| orys'
In his haste and the dusk of the dull
October twilight he supposed the figure
he saw in the carriage to be the doctor
| who had preceded him. and called to
the man on the box to drive home.
As he settled himself he said re-
proachfully:
81 hope you hadn't anything to dc
with this"
A slim. gloved hand was placed IN
his own. and a laughing voice said:
How do you do, Mr.. Oakleyw
He glanced up quickly and found
himself face to face with Constance
Emory.
There was moments silence, AMI
then Dan said. the courage that had
brought him all the way to Antioch
suddenly deserving him:
"It's too bad, isn't it? l had hoped
could slip in and out of town without
any one being the WISER"
But you can't" with little air Of
triumph. antioch is going to enter
tain you. It's been in a perfect furol
Of excitement ever since it knew yot
| were coming back
"Well. suppose there is no help FOL
It," resignedly.
"Where Is my father, Mr.. Oakley"
81 guess we left him behind" will
sudden cheerfulness. He leaned for
/ ward so that he could look into hel
| face.
Constance, I have returned because
couldn't stay away any longer.
tried to forget. but 1t was no use."
She had withdrawn her hand. but hi
had found II ayain and now hiS An por,