Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-10-17

nation.
1T amt alum" he announced.
NO, | think not"
"An' it ;in't glass"
probably not
"Where did yer get IT,"
81 found 1t lying on the pavement"
O'Brien scratched his heal IT'S
quare looking objec, anyhow. Wha'
good is it,
81 cannot tell you. l thought that
possibly it might have some value"
what! A scrap of white shtone like
that. Arrah, what's come over YEP
"There is no harm in asking, is there?
Some one sho'tld be able to tell me
what it Is made Of"
! Philip from his small store of physi-
cal geography knew that meteors were
articles of sufficient rarity to attract
attention, and he was tenacious withal.
! Il suppose that jeweler would be
the best man to judge. He must I'M
derstand about stones" he went on.
Maybe. But l don't see what's the
use IT'S a sheer waste of time. But
! If yre set on tindin' out go to a big
man. These German Jews round about
here are omadhauns. They don't know
a watch from clock, an If they did
they'd chate We"
Il never thought of that, yet ought
to know by this time. Thank you. |
will go into the city"
He took the pebble, which he placed
in his waistcoat pocket. Walking
briskly, he traversed some part of the
sorrowful journey of barely twelve
hours earlier. What had happened to
change his mood he did not know and
scarcely troubled to inquire. Last
night he hurried through these streets
in a frenzied quest for death. Now he
strobe along full of hope, joyous in the
confidence of life and youth. His one
dominant thought was that his mother
had protected him, had snatched him
from the dark gate of eternity. Oddly
enough, he laid far more stress on his
escape from the meteor than ON the
accident that prevented his contem-
plated suicide. This latter idea had
vanished with the madness that Undue
ed it. Philip was sane again, morally
and mentally. He was keenly anxious
to justify his mothers trust in him.
The clustering wind, annoying to most
wayfarers, only aroused in him a spirit
of resistance, of fortitude. He breast
ed it SO manfully that when at last he
paused at the door of a great jewelry
establishment in Ludgate Hill his face
was flushed and his manner eager and
animated.
He opened the door, but was rudely
brought back to a sense of his sur
roundings by the suspicious question
of a shopwalker:
"Now, boy, what do you want here 2"
The unconscious stress in the mans
words was certainly borne out by the
contrast between Philip, social pariah
in attire, and the wealth of gold and
precious stones cut off from him by
panes of thick glass and iron bars.
What, indeed did this outcast want
there?
Confused by the sudden demand anu
no less by its complete obyiousness
Philip flushed and stamWereI:
'I-er-only wished to obtain some
Information, sir" - answered.
Like all others, the shopman WAS
amazed by the difference between the
boys manners and his appearance.
Information he repeated in his
surprise. "What information can we
gle you?"
r he wealth of the firm oppressed
Thu man. He could only speak in &C.
CEN OF adulation where the shop was
concerned.
Philip produced his white pebble.
what is this?" he said.
The directness of the query again
took his nearer aback. Without a
worl he bent and examined the stone
Professional instinct mastered all 9th
er considerations
You must apply to that depart.
men, He majeStieally waved his
hand toward side counter. Philip
Obeyed silently and approached a
small, elderly parsonage, a man with
clever. kindly eyes, who was submit.
ting to microscopical examination q
number Of tiny stones spread out on a
channels leather folding case. He
quietly removed the case when his
glance rested on the boy.
''Well:'' be said blankly, wondering
why on earth the skilled shepwalker
had sent such a disreputable urchin to
him. Philip ~as now quite collected
In his wits. He held out the pebble,
with a more detailed statement.
81 found this" he said Il thought
that it might be valuable, and friend
advised me to bring 1t here. VIII you
kindly tell IA, what it ISL"
The man behind the counter stared
at him for Il moment. but he reached
over for the stone, without word ,.e
placed 1t beneath the microscope and
gave it very brief examination. Then
he pressed it against his cheek.
''Where did you get it," he asked
II found it where it had fallen on the
pavement"
Are you sureT'
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