The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1907-08-11

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comprehend the meaning OF nllal az
fection. But human beings are quite
different and have certain. duty tc
perform ia looking after their maternal
relations. Now, these are the facts IN
the case. Tip, and something must be-
done. but don't know what II IA
TO be-"
Tho squirrel had disappeared from
view, and Tip fixed his undivided at.
tention upon bis master, evidently med.
itatlng deeply over the perpexing prob.
lem. The stumpy tail ceased Its pen.
dulum.llke motions, and his sharp ears
were pricked up In an attitude or ear
nest attention.
"This crisis has come upon us sud.
denly, my boy" pursued Granville aft.
or few moments Of silence. ''Things
We're running along all right, and there
was no necessity for immediate action
until this big fellow from California
Wentworth's bis name--came upon the
scene. He's been showing Miss Brown.
Ing the most decided attention. Took
her out three times last week In his
auto and twice to the theater. In fact,
every time I went there she was out
with this confounded Wentworth, and
| haven't had chance to say word
TO her since be came"
The terrier whIned sympathetically,
and his master continued:
Hes twice as old as she Is. Tip,
but that doesn't make any difference In
these days, when men OF seventy mar
ry women Of twenty. There ought to
be a law passed that would prevent
people from marrying when there Is
more than five years difference In their
ngcs, and II | ever go to congress I'll
Introduce such measure. That won't
help me now, though, and II I don't
make a move he'll win out and leave
mo at the post. There you are, Tip.
I've unbosomed my secret soul to you.
the only friend In whom can conAda
and look TO you to gtraighten this
tangle out for me-
II the hy that hoyered about Tips
head had been Wentworth, Granville's
anxiety would have been at an end.
After making sure that his winged tor
mentor would worry him no more Tip
glanced around and espied the squirrel
several rods away, engaged In making
his morning meal from some crumbs
that had been left In the woods. For
getting his masters troubles, Tip dash
cd OF In pursuit, leaving Granville to
solve the question that so greatly per-
picked him. The young man. left to
his own devices, lighted a fresh cigar
and began q mental calculation as to
the length OF time that must elapse be-
fore he could hope for sufficient In
come wherewith to maintain his moth
or and wife In separate homes, pro-
vided, OF course, that Wentworth did
not succeed In carrying Off Miss
Browning before his eyes.
The calculation was interrupted by
series OF ear splitting yelps, and Gran
Vile, fearing his pet had come to grief,
arose and hurried down the path along
which Tip had disappeared. AS he
reached clearing a hundred yards or
80 away he stopped short, bis eyes
resting upon curious scene.
In the center Of the clearing stood
Wentworth and Mrs. Granville. The
former had one arm around the latter's
waist, while, with his walking stick In
bis disengaged hand. he was vigorous.
ly parrying the furious rushes of the
enraged Tip.
I'm SO glad you've come, Jim," cried
Mrs. Granville as her son drew near.
"You are Just In time"
ut looks as II I'm around at the
wrong time." grimly returned the
young man as he proceeded to calm
the excited Tip, "I don't quite under.
stand what 1t all means. didn't know
you knew Mr.. Wentworth"
mot know Tom Wentworthr' ex.
claimed Mrs. Granville In surprise.
"Why, I've known him ever since ]
was child He's Catherine Brown.
ing's uncle, you know, and while he
was looking up his niece he found me
out, and we've renewed our old friend.
ship. Tom tells me"-a pretty flush
had crept into Mrs. Granville's cheeks,
and her forty-flve years of life seemed |
to dwindle perceptibly-"that he has
cared for me ever, since he has known
me, and he has persuaded me to 90 |
back to California with him If you
have no objections, Jim. What do you |
say%
II won't stard in the way Of your
happiness, mother" declared Granville |
with an emphasis that Mrs. Granville |
did not understand until Wentworth |
enlightened her.
Il knew Jim would be all right" OBJ |
served the big Californian jovially. |
"He's been meking some plans for |
himself, and think we'd better make
double wedding of It,"
"You're a clever ally, Tip, even II |
you're only dog" remarked Gran.
vile as he walked toward Miss Brown.
ings home, t"That wild holt of vours \