Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1908-07-31
CHATTER III.

DalrymnIe?"
s'Do you think that she would have
mel" he asked, with composure that
showed that the Idea was not unconsid-
cred. She Is worthy Of a better man
than ] am, and have no wish to mar
ry"
That isn't much Of reason. You
have to think Of what is best for your
daughter and Miss Dalrymple. Your lit
tie one ought to have a mother-some one
from whom she viii be inseparable when
you are gomez and there's not a soul in
the world better fitted to take the place
OF a mother than that girl"
She must marry Audrey; that is the
husband for that sweet girl"
Or. Awdrey r. / exclaimed in aston
ishment, for had never thought Of him
as marrying man.
Yes. He loves her-I know he does.
Who could see her and know her, and
not love herr And he Is an excellent
fellow. ! wish he were a little lighter
and better looking; but l couldn't wish
him to have better heart, or a more
loyable disposition. He's fine man,
Tony,
He won't marry her. for all that. It's
as much as ever he can do to keep his
head above water now, and fool as he Is
IN worldly matters-he wouldn't tie a
milestone round his neck"
Miss Dalrymple is not a milestone"
said poor old Flemore, warmly.
know that She's good woman and
would work herself i'll to help her hus-
band, or worry herself III II she couldn't.
That Is what Awdrey would net have his
wife do, and the only way to prevent 1t
as to keep single. And single he'll keep"
No, Keene no; he must marry Ger
frude | have thought 1t all out. Ny
little Laure must have a father as we'll
as mother when I'm gone--and l don't
think that is long hence, Tony. shan't
see sixty-four."
| tried to combat this notion, though
myself was far from thinking 1t lmproba-
Bile; and then to turn the conversation,
said:
Well, to 80 back to what you have
been thinking out-what's your ideaT'
\ wish to put Awdrey in position to
marry Miss Dalrymple. l know he is
poor, but am rich. | would leave him
every penny have on the condition that
he adopts Laure as his daughter"
/ see your notion. There will then be
second inducement for him to make
Miss Dalrymple his wife In the fact that
the child is inseparable from her. think
the idea is an extremely good one, so
good that wish | had thought Of It my
self"
Very well, then; draw up a will In
accordance with It. Settle everything
upon Awdrey, subject to deduction for a
few smaller legacies that l win write In.
Let me have the draft Of It in a week at
the outside, Tony" he said eagerly.
! promised to do this, and went homo,
turning the matter over In my mind.
considered 1t from time to time during
the week, and finding no material objec-
ton to the scheme, | put Flexmore's
notion into legal form, with certain mod
ihcations, and then took rough draft
for his inspection.
Is your master at homer" asked the
girl who opened the door.
Yes, sir; he's in the library with Mrs.
Yeames and Mr.. Yeames"
Mr.. Yeames? what Mr.. Yeamesr' /
asked the little maid, sharply.
Mr. Lynn Yeames Is his name, think,
sir; a young gentleman"
Mrs. Yeames' son. l know him."
said and then | stood, rubbing my feet
on the mat and wondering what on earth
brought him upon the scene for. No
good, felt sure.
MIR. Lynn Yeames was the son Of Mrs.
Yeames by her second marriage. This
was not much in his favor, but the rest
was much less to his advantage | had
been twice employed by Elexmore on his
- IN, Ia 1.1k
which Mrs Yeames declared she could not
meet, and a second time to stay an action
for breach Of promise, threatened by a
townsman's daughter with whom he had
got entangled Fellows brought up by
foolish women on bad principles are al
ways either getting out Of scrapes or get
ting into them, and asked myself which
purpose had procured his uncle the doubt
eui pleasure Of this visit,
shook myself together, and went into
the library with my wits on the alert.
Lynn Yeames was at this time about
four-and-twenty and his looks would have
deceived anyone but lawyer. A sturdy
young fellow of average height, but very
thick-set. His skin was very fair, his
eyes very blue. his lips very red his hair
was combed down on one side Of his fore
head, and he had a small carroty mus
tache Most people, | believe, would |
have been favorably impressed with him.
but did not like him.
He had come down, 1t seemed, to spend |
a few days, and he had only been here a
day and was awfully bored already-not |
decent billiard board in the place, and |
not a light to be seen after ten-thirty. |
He wanted to know If there was any
fishing or shooting, or any mortal thing a
man might do to earn nights repose.
There's the piano, Lynn, dear" sug-
gested Mrs. Yeames, anxious to show OF |
her sons accomplishments.
"Have you heard anything lately from
Miss Kite7" l asked This was the name
of the injured young lady at Oxford.
IF you please, do not mention the
name of that horrid, designing, worthless
said Mrs. Yeames.
She's worth four hundred pounds
more than she was, madam" said ''for
that's what l had to pay to make her
her action"
Mrs. Yeames hicked the dust OF her
silk gown and looked decidedly uncom-
Portable
''No new scrape, hope, Mr.. Lynnr'
continued
Not exactly. What in the world should
make you suppose there WASH" he asked
sheepishly, for it takes very little to up
set the equanimity Of these boisterous
young gentlemen.
Why, seeing you here |"
| want to find some shooting. That's
ali came for"
can let you have II, II you are pre-
pared to pay. | have client who win