The Mercur miner. [volume] (Mercur, Utah) 1895-1913, 1907-11-27
THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND
CANDLES
BY MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Author Of THE MAIN CHANCE" ZELDA
CAMERON" Etc.
1Opyrlsht iSpS ~ BOGbs-Ner1il 60.
CHAPTER II.-contInued.

ing AT lhe women, ne observed dryly
I'm sorry | coul mt see the object oil
your interest Bahl these menl"
| laughed car1lessly enough, but
was already summoning from my
memory the grave face of the girl In
black,-her mouraful eyes. the CLINT oil
gold in her hair. Pickering was Ger
talnly finding the pleasant places in
this vale of tears. and felt my heart
hot against him. II hurts. this seeing
a 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, Il may
need them to go bail for me-"
Pickering didn't see me, for one
thing; and for another he wouldn't 20
bail for you or me II he did. He isn't
built that way"
Larry smiled quizzlcally.
you needn't explain further. The
sight Of the lady has shaken you. She
reminds me of Tennyson:
1.-THE star-llke sorrows OF immortal
eyes
and the rest Of II ought to be solemn
warning to you,-many drew swords
and died. and calamity followed in
her train. Bah! these women!
thought you were past all that"
Il don't know why man should be
past 1t at 27l Besides, Pickering's
friends are strangers to me. But what
became OF that Irish colleen you used
to moon over? Her distinguishing fea-
ture, as | remember her photograph.
was a short upper lip. You used to
force her upon me frequently when
we were in Africa"
"Humphl When got back to Dub.
lin l found that she had married q
brewers son,-think OF i'll"
Put .ot your faith in a short upper
lip. Her face never inspired any con.
fidence In me-"
That will do, think you. Ill 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 II 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 your"
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.
terview."
Your grandfather should have pro.
vided a guardian for you, lad. You
oughtn't to be trusted with money. Is
our bottle empty? Well, If 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 II
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
fine old gentleman, and | treated him
like 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. II fellow
with that neck can't find money where
money has been known to exist, Il
must be buried pretty deep. Your
grandfather was trlfle eccentric,
Judge, but not fool by any manner
OF means. The situation appeals to
my imagination, Jack. | like the idea
OF 1.-THE lost treasure and the whole
business. Lord. what a salad that isl
Cheer up, contradict 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 criti.
cized my effects while packed, In his
usual ironlcal vein.
You're not going TO take those
things with you, | hope!" He indi-
Gated the rifles and several revolvers
which | brought from the closet and
threw upon the bed. "They make me
homesick for the Jungle"
He drew from its cover the heavy
rifle had used last on a leopard hunt
and tested It's weight.
Precious little use youm have for
this! Better let me take II back 10
The Sod TO use on the landlords.
say, Jack, are We never to seek our
fortunes together again? We hit II on
pretty well, old man, come to think of
It'll don't like to lose you"
He bent over the straps OF the rife.
erae with unnecessary care. but there
was a quaver in his voice that was not
like Larry Donovan.
Come with me nowl" exclaimed,
wheeling upon him.
'Ed rather be with you than with