The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-21

kitchen maid-I mean a scullion-for
your
The floor is dry" she Interrupted
with an assumed haughtiness that /
knew she was far from feeling. Il fear
/ may be OBTAINING you in your work"
Il didn't come here to work"
Then I shall ask papa to hire
Another civil engineer in my place."
Indeed not" she smiled despite her
self. When papa wants civil en-
gineer he will advertise"
For me. I hope. 1 viii work with
out a salary"
II could not-couId not consent, to
the sacrifice" she stammered.
There was the sound of a heavy step
erunching the pebbles on the walk out
side. Il must CO. she said eXcitedly,
hurriedIy. Il have a great favor to
ask. / know 1 can rely on you; did
not even need the evidence of Edgar
Morton's friendship as a proof of your
gentility 1 beg of you to search Tor
my brother-yOu will probably find MIN
in town Give him this letter
Even, Miss Middleton. if l have to
climb mountain, leap over "a
The door closed and she disappeared
After breakfast l trumped up an eX-
cuse for a short absence, and halT
hour later I was in town, where l
found Hawkins. or Washburne, seated
on the porch of a shabby little hotel,
smoking his pipe and airing hlnsef-
Literally speaking, he looked a DIT CUT
up: there was hole in his coat
lump over one eye.
Hello. Washburne," I called.
"Oh. it's yOu,'' he shouted, jumping
I'D. Where did you learn my name?'
From the rogues' gallery in the Jail
over there Why did you quit2'
a
he 1ustered. Il tried to vault the gar
den wall and I fell and nearly broke
my neck. Some fellow came along in
a buggy and picked up my unconscious
body and hauled me here"
What, With the Middleton house so
near?"
"Oh. I told him not to disturb any
body"
You said you were unconscious"
4 came to after a minute" he eX-
claimed.
You must have studied logic at Har-
ward. Are you coming back TO WORK.
Not much" he put in. I've had all
of the gardeners life / want. I'm COINS
to take the next train for New York
Take this with YOU for light litera
ture to read on the way" ! said, draw
inc Miss Claras missive out of my
pocket.
He tore open the envelope and read
it's contents in a glance. shes an
angel. God bless her." he murmured.
Il don't want even you to believe that
she would stoOp to anything cianIes-
tine. She's my step-sister- Mr. Mid
dIeton is an awful crank in many ways
and"
"Of course. understand, Wash
burne" | grinned. Il have a dim re-
collection of reading the end of that
romance I'm one of Rider Haggard :
stranger-than-truth novels.
u don't care a snap of my fingers
whether YOU believe me or not. if you II
carry a letter TO Clara for me-" he said
I assented, waited until he had put
his thoughts On paper, bade him good
bye and good luck, and then l hast
ened back to Whispering Pines Early
that afternoon Miss Clara sought me out
in the greenhouse and without word
I surrendered her brothers eDistle TO
her.
"One good turn deserves another, -
laughed she, and much 10 my surprise
she handed me an oblong envelope
bearing the superscription Mr. Fred
erick Atkinson. care of Mr.. Edgar
Morton. Fifth Avenue, New York" a
Cancelled stamp and the words ''Whis-
pering Pines, TarrytOwn.' in embossed
white lettering were the other adorn-
ments of the missive.
This would put Sherlock Holmes
himself to shame" l exclaimed, cast
ing about in vain for d clue to solve
the mystery
1T doesn't me-" she laughed At
my old friend Edgar MOTLOn's ,euUest
| invited his bosom friend, one Fred
erick Atkinson didn't think until
now that you were he-to our c''tillon
qthat takes place next Thursday. This
morning the invitation came back with
letter from Edgar, under separate
cover, telling me that he suspected you
were somewhere in Tarrytown on bus
mess. He has neglected TO say what
the business was.
But" l stammeTed in confusion, 4
was given to understand that your ia
Their was aYerse toto young people
to your meeting young people here"
That sounds like one of Edgar Nor
tons absurd practical jokes she
triiled, "or il may owe its origin to
my fathers peculiar attitude to my
step brother Am I to expect your re-
grets or your acceptance" she ended.
DO Gomez
She disappeared. I stood frozen to
the spot, wondering what was best for
me to do under the suddenly changed
aspect of the situation.
The next two days my eyes hungered
for the sight OF my lady, but my Wis
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