The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-11-19

Lizzie put the letters together on the desk. got up. looked out of the window again. and then, with slow footsteps. went towards the parlor.
 There" said Mrs. Price very seri- onsly; you see. Languid. Iistiess; not tne girl she was" And with every word Mrs. Price became more serious and solemn. You can see 1t for your self If l was you, should take 1t as warning. She's all you have left to you. Don't neglect it. Remember don't make another mistake"
 Mir. Crunden started.
 What do you mean by thatT
 What say"
 'Is 1t your own thought. or an echo of something you once IheardT
 The thoughts are my own, the words are an echo. Yes--I meant them fur to be an echo."
 MT. Crunden walked over to the empty fireplace and took his tobacco jar from the mante1-shelf.
 Well" he said. you may go. And you may mind your own business"
 Left alone. he stood perfectly still, with the china jar in his hands. think ing for long time. As he stood thus, It was as if the walls of the room had faded. as if the years had rolled away. as If the past was showing itself, act ing itself before him. He could see oSoo hoSoss COuIu near OedQ NOlCeS. TIC was standing here no longer. He was sitting upstiars by a sick-bed. Mrs Price. on the other side of the bed. had an arm round his ywife-who was dy- ing. The poor wife whom he loved lay whispering, gasping. lighting for breath. while she made him promise to guard and cherish the girl that was left. He could hear the whispering voice: Be gentle with her. Remem- Der Dick--remember. Don't make an- other mistake" Then, slipping from the chair to his knees, he promised. It was nighttime middle of the night and before the dawn came she was dead. We'll. he had kept his promise; there was no need for any vow; for his own sake he had been kind to the motherless girl. She was all of love that was left tc him.
 Presently he replaced the tobacco jar. He had forgotten that he intended to smoke a pipe.
 Well! Who's that?" } On this warm afternoon the front door was open. Someone had entered panels.
 MT. crunden--are you alone? May I come in?"
 'Is that you, MT. DowIinge Yes. | come in. sir"
 i've got something to show you that VIII amuse you.
 What is it?" H billycock hat and his umbrella upon the table. and extracted from his breastpocket some neatly folded docu- | ments. Particulars of the sale"
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 "An advance copy sent me out of compliment by Griggs-the London actioneers," and MT. Bowling unfold ed the auctioneers' printed papers, to- 1 gether with a colored map, which he | carefully spread on the table. When they see this up there,' and he nodded his head in the direction of the Hill, they'll be fairly panic-stricken." MT. Crunden came to the back of the table and glanced over MT. Dowling's shoulder.
 "Hin Rise Building Estate.'' he read aloud. "'Ripe for development. "They're sharp firm-Griggs. They know what they're about and Mir. Bowling unfolded another map. and l in his turn. read aloud. Suggested l scheme for laying out roads, to secure | the longest frontages,' and MT. Dow ling chuckled admiringly as he looked at the plan. T must say Griggs has | got this up very nicely" | "'No restrictions of any nature read Mir Crunden, !" are imposed upon l the land'S Ah!s sss TO be sold without reserver Do you believe | that?"
 NO; of course not" What reserve will they put on it?' 1 "As a guess. forty thousand. Thirty 1 thousand, if they are in a hurry tc wind up everything" 1 Crunden grunted, and then read or | again.
 | ".An electric tram service would | further open up this charming area and throw 1t practically into the heart oi the town" When he came to this point. old Crunden gave a most scorn full grunt. Trans couldn't get up th' hill"
 "Why not?'' said Bowling. What il the Hill after all? Look here," and ht reached for his hat and spread the may across the crown of 1t. Here's thu