The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1907-07-30

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vionsiy passed several eVentful weeks
III GIencaid. lie was neither unknown
moi unappreciated n The Miners
Home and having On previous occe;
sions estabiished his reputation IS 2
spendef experienced Little difficulty
NOW III proenring promptly The very
hest accommod alton which the house
Afforded That tbs arfangement vas
accomplished somewhat 20 the present
discomfort Of two yocitercus eastern
tourists did NOT greatly interfere with
his pieasnrable interest IN the situa.
stion.
Send those two fellows in here to
argue 1t out, he said, languidly, after
listening disgustedly to their loud Ia
mentahons in the hallway, and adj
dressing his remarks; to Mrs. Gufy,
who had glanced into the room to be
again assured regarding his comfort,
and to express her deep regret over
the unseemly racket. THE girl has
fallen asleep, and I'm getting tired Of
hearing so much noise"
NO, be hiyIngs, an ye don't do
nuthln' of tibet sort, Bob" returned the
widow, good.naturedly, busying her.
self with dust.rag. This is me own
house, an Owe tended ter the loikes
Of them sort er fellers atore. ThereIl
be no more bother this tonne. Be-
soides, it's a PEACEFUL house Dim rum
min, an OF know yer way of sitting
them things. It's too strenuous We
are, Misther Hampton. And what did
We do wild the young lady, OF make
bould to ask?"
Hampton carelessly waved his hand
toward the rear room, the door Of
which stood ajar, and blew thick
cloud of smoke into the air, his eyes
continuing to gaze dreamiiy through
the open window toward the distant
hills.
Who's running the game over at
the occidental?" he asked, profession.
ally.
Red Slavin, bad cess to him." and
her eyes regarded her questioner with
renewed anxiety. "But sure now,
Bob, We mustn't think Of playin' yit
awhoile. Yer narves are in no fit
shape, an won't be fer wake yit."
He made no direct reply, and she
hung about, Tapping the dust-rag IN.
easily.
AN what did ye name ter be dom
wild the young gyurl?" she questioned
at last, in womanly curiosity.
Hampton wheeled about on the
hard chair, and regarded her quizzing-
ly. Mrs. Guffy," he said, slowly,
you've been a mother to me, and it
would certainly be unkind not to give
you a straight tip Do? Why, take
care Of her, Of course. What else
would you expect of one possessing
my kindly disposition and well-known
motives of philanthropy? Can it be
that I have resided with you, of and
on, for ten years past without your
ever realizing the fond yearnings of
my heart? Mrs. GufTy, ! shall make
her the heiress to my millions; shall
marry her of to some eastern nabob,
and thus attain to that high position
in society 1 am SO well fitted to adorn
sure, and what else were you ex-
pecting, Mrs. Gutfy?"
"a Ioikely story" with a sniff of dis.
belief. They tell me she's old ellis
daughter over to Bethune"
e"They tell you, do they?" a sudden
CLEAN of anger darkening his gray
eyes. who tell you?"
Sure, Bob, an thet's nuthin' ter git
mad about, so fur as kin see. The
story is in iverybody's mouth. It WIS
thin sojers what brought ye in tibet
tould most ov 1t, but the lieutenant
Brant of the Seventh cavalry, no less,
who took dinner here afore he wint
back after the dead bodies, give me
her name"
"Brant of the SEVENTH He faced
her fairly now, his face again haggard
and gray, all the slight CLEAN of fun
gone out Of 1t. WAS that the lads
name?"
Sure, and didn't We know him?"
mo; I noticed the e on his hat, Of
course, but never asked any questions,
for his face was strange. didn't
know. The name, when you just spoke
It, struck me rather queer. IL used
to know a Brant In the Seventh, but
he was much older; it was not this
man."
She answered something, lingering
for a moment at the door, but he made
no response, and she passed out ST.
lently, leaving him staring modify
through the open window, his eyes APP
pearing glazed and sightless.
An hour later he was still sitting on
the hard chair by the window, a cigar
between his teeth. thinking. The low
ering sun was pouring a perfect flood
Of gold across the rag carpet, but he
remained utterly unconscious as to
aught save the gloomy trend of his
own awakened memories. Some one
raped upon the outer door.
Come In he exclaimed. carelessly,
and barely glancing up. We'll, what
is it this time, Mrs. Guhy?"f
The landlady had never before seen
thir nsma1lv hnnnu snest In his nras.