The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1907-12-13
When The Treasure Scored
by DELLA MARGAREr WALTERS.

by DELLA MARGARET WALTERS.
Stanley glanced sidewise at his COM
panion. Raymond sit down. he said
sharply. IF you stand up again shall
put you out and let you walk the rest of
The way
L won't walk said Raymond I'll
sit right down here and wait till you
come back
Stanley watched the road gloomily
without arguing the matter. He had
enough to think of. 1t seemed likely
that this boy would keep his happiness
from him. He recalled what Lois had
said only two days ago. IF you and
Raymond loved each other, shouldn't
hesitate moment. But you don't. He
thinks you try to rule him, and | can see
that he makes you impatient. He is my
one treasure, John, and don't feel that l
ought Stanley had started to explain
that there was another treasure right at
hand, but the boy burst right in and
spoiled it all.
No, he was afraid he didn't like the
treasure He had brought him out to-
day with some vauge idea of concilia-
ton, and already the boy was bristling
with defiance.
When Stanley turned into the club
grounds, his friends were waiting for
him. He had just returned from two
years cruise, and the old fellowship was
to be renewed. With a few general in
functions, Stanley turned his charge
loose.
But he tasted that afternoon the woes
of step atherhood. First there was a
farmer who came to complain the treas
ure was chasing his chickens, then in
rapid succession, Rider discovered that
his paper had been used to make sail.
boats, and Woodley wrathfully exhibit
ed his broken eyeglasses. There was a
Iull, during which he hung on the back of
Stanley's chair and leased to be taken
for a row on the lake. When it dawned
upon him that Stanley's decision was un-
alterable, he was quiet during the time
it took him to shred to bits half dozen
of Ashes choice cigars. He slid over the
railing, and disappeared. before his guar
dian could call him to account.
4 don't like to disturb you, Stanley,
said someone little latter, but that kid
of yours is out alone in a row boat. l
dom know that you care much, but his
mother might object if he were drow
Stanley rowed out and brought the
treasure in, leading him up the walk
with a determined hand upon bis Shout
ders. The boy looked up into his face, and
tried to cvade the wrath to come.
! want you take me right home, he
demanded.
Stanley reflected that the imp was
probably young enough to cry, but
nevertheless, he answered, We're not
going yet, and you're not going yet, and
you're not going to make any more
trouble
The boy did not cry, and Stanley felt his
first impulse of liking for him when he
drew in his under lip and winked back a
gathering tear.
Put him in the cellar suggested
Woody, when he saw Stanley looking
about for some means to enforce his die
tum. PTS empty since they moved up
to the new building, so there's nothing
for him to NEEDLE with, and he'll be quite
safe
Stanley examined the cellar, and find
ing it both dry and light, he locked the
treasure in for safe keeping. 1t was the
first time in the boys life that punishment
had been meted out to him, and he had
something to think of as he sat on the
lowest step. This was what happened to
BOYS that had fathers. Billy West had
told him of such happenings more than
once, but Billy was very proud of his
superiority in possessing a father.
At half past six Stanley stopped his
auto at Mrs. Calls door. She was
going out to dinner with him.
Where's Raymond she questioned
looking out on the driveway.
A look of horror overspread Stanley
face. 1 forgot him. he said, with des
parate calrness.
You forgot him! oh, John! where is
he?'
4 left him at the old club house
But who was with him.?
No one. | was the last to leave
oh! but he'll not stay. He will run tc
the new club house, and there is sure tc
be some one there who will look after
him until we come.
You stay here, Lois. I'll go and get
HIM.
NO, l must go. can't trust you
You might forget him again..
There was nothing for it, but to con
fess his crime, and Stanley confessed a
they were flying along the road to tn
club house.
oh my baby.' walled Lois, shut up ii
that dreadful cellar alone, in the dark
John, you might have had pity on him
no matter what he did. He's only sever
years old
But, dearest, you know | never mean
to leave him there. | just forgot a
about him
That shows YOU have no interest i