Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1907-02-09
Copyright 1905 BY sobbs Merrill Co.

ing at the women, ne observed dry1y
I'm sorry ! couldn't see the object Of
your interest Bah! these mem"
] laughed caralesslv enough, but
was already summoning from my
memory the grave face OF the girl in
black, her mournful eyes, the CLINT Of
gold in her hair Pickering was GER
tainly finding the pleasant places in
this vale of tears, and felt my heart
hot against him. II hurts. this seeing
man you have never liked succeed
ing where you have failed!
why didn't you present me? I'd
like to make the acquaintance OF few
representative Americans, - may
need them to go bail for me-"
Pickering didn't see me, for one
thing and for another he wouldn't go
bail for you or me If he did He isn't
built that way"
Larry smiled quizzically
You needn't explain further The
sight OF the lady has shaken you She
reminds me of Tennyson:
The star-like sorrows OF immortal
eyes
and the rest OF IL ought to be a solemn
warning to you,-many drew swords
and died and calamity followed in
her train. Bah! these women /
thought you were past all that"
u dol't know why man should be
past It at 81! Besides, chickering's
friends are strangers to me- But what
became Of that Irish colleen you used
to moon over? Her distinguishing fea-
ture, as I remember her photograph,
was short upper lip. You used to
force her upon me frequently when
we we're In Africa"
"Humph! When | got back to Dub
lin | found that she had married
brewers son, -think of it,"
PUT not your faith In a short upper
lip. Her face never inspired any con
fldenee In me-"
That will do, think you. III have
"A bit more of that mayonnaise II the
waiter isn't dead | think you said
your grandfather died in June, A let
ter advising you of the fact reached
you at Naples in October. Has it oc-
Cured to you that there was quite an
interim there? What, may ! ask, was
the executor doing all that time? You
may be sure he was taking advantage
of the opportunity to look for the red,
red gold suppose you didn't give
him a sound drubbing for not keeping
the cables hot with inquiries for you?"
He eyed me in that disdain for my
stupidity which have never suffered
from any other man.
We'll, no; to tell the truth, | was
thinking of other things during the in
teryiew."
Your grandfather should have pro
vided a guardian for you, lad You
oughtn't to be trusted with money Is
our bottle empty? Well. il that per.
son with the fat neck was your friend
Pickering, I'd have a care of what's
coming to me. I'd be quite sure that
Mr.. Pickering hadn't made away with
the old gentleman's Doodle, or that il
didn't get lost on the way from him to
you"
The times running now, and I'm
in for the year. My grandfather was a
fine old gentleman, and l treated him
like a dog. I'm going to do what he
directs in that will, no matter what
the size of the reward may be-"
Certainly; that's the eminently
proper thing for you to do, But,-but
keep your wits about you. If a fellow
with that neck can't find money where
money has been known to exist, il
must be buried pretty deep. Your
Judge, but not fool by any manner
of means. The situation appeals tC
my imagination, Jack. l like the idea
of 1.-THE lost treasure and the whole
business. Lord, what a salad that is
Cheer up, comrade, You're as grim
as an OWL"
Whereupon we fell to talking of PEG
pie and places we had known in other
lands.
We spent the next day together, and
in the evening, at my hotel, he crit
cized my effects while | packed, in his
usual ironical vein.
You're not going to take those
things with you, hope" He indi
Gated the rifles and several revolver:
which | brought from the closet ant
threw upon the bed. They make ms
homesick for the Jungle"
He drew from its cover the. heav,
rifle l had used last on leopard hun
and tested its weight.
Precious little use you'll have fol
thisi Better let me take 1t back t
The Sod to use on the landlords.
say, Jack, are we never to seek oul
fortunes together again? We hit 1t of
pretty well, old man, come to think o
it, don't like to lose you"
He bent over the straps of the rife
case with unnecessary care, but Their,
was quayer in his voice that was no
like Larry Donovan.
Come with me now!" ! exclaimed
wheeling upon him,
I'D rather be with you than will
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