Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1907-02-09

ing at the Woman" He Said
DryIy.
ing had only quickened my old affec
ton for him.
Il suppose" he continued, you &C
cept as gospel truth what that fellow
tells you about the estate. should be
little wary If | were you Now, I've
been kicking around here for couple
OF weeks, lodging the detectives, ant
incidentally reading the newspapers
Perhaps you don't understand thai
this estate of John Marshall Glenarm
has been talked about good bit"
u didn't know it, | said lamely.
You couldn't know when you were
coming from the Mediterranean on a
steamer. But the house out there and
the mysterious disappearance of the
property have been duly discussed
You're evidently an object OF some
public interest and he drew from
his pocket newspaper cutting
Here's a sample item" He read:
John GleDarm, the grandson of
John Marshall Glenarm, the eccentric
millioQaire who died suddenly in Yer
mont last summer, arrived on the
Maxinkuckee from Naples yesterday.
Under the terms of his grandfather
will, Glenarm is required to reside for
year at a curious house established
by John Marshall Glenarm near Lake
Annandale, Indiana.
"This provision was made, accord.
ing to friends of the family, to test
young Glenarm's staying qualities, as
he has. since his graduation from the
Massachusetts Institute of Technology
Ave years ago, distributed consider
able fortune left by his father in con-
templating the wonders of the old
world. 1t is reported"
That will do! Signs and wonders
/ have certainly beheld, and If spent
my patrimony | submit that | got my
money back"
| paid my bill and took a hanson
for the ferry Larry with me, chatting
away drolly with his old zest. AS che
fell upon us,--the silence that is pos
sible only between old friends. AS |
looked back at the lights of the city,
something beyond the sorrow at part
ing from comrade touched me. A
sense of foreboding, of coming danger,
crept into my heart. But was going
upon the tamest possible excursion;
for the first time in my life | was sub
hitting to the direction of another
albeit one who lay in the grave. How
like my grandfather it was to die leav-
ing this compulsion upon me! My
mood changed suddenly and as the
boat bumped at the pier l laughed.
Bah! these mem" calculated Larry.
What mem" | demanded, giving my
bags to porter
These men who are in love" he
said. Il know the signs,-mooning,
silence, sudden inexplicable laughter!
| hope I'll not be in Jail when you're
married"
You'll be in long time If they hold
you for that. Here's my train"
We talked of old times. and of flu.
ture meetings, during the few minutes
that remained.
You can write me at my place OF
rustlcation," | said, scribbling "An'
Mandate, Wabana county, Indiana" on
a card Now if you need me at any
time I'll come to you wherever you
are. You understand that, old man
Good-by."
Write me, care of my father-he'll
have my address, though this last row
of mine made him pretty hot"
| passed through the gate and down
the long train to my sleeper, Turning
with my foot on the step, waved a
farewell to Larry, who stood outside
watching me.
In a moment the heavy train was
moving slowly out into the night upon
its westward journey.