The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1908-11-26

gave me luouSahu' ,,o,,.
nett. with vast gravity, so ~. non ~
try. I'll just congratulate you VIC
nv heart, old chap. and wish M4Ss y
rison every happiness thar ,.
Gee. How'd you know! we M -.
told a soul. 1t only happened aOou'
four minutes ago. | was leiiins
thia what a daisy little girl sue 80
and she said she thought ! was pie,'?
nice. too. and so / got brave ana sai1
Then why don't you ,-
Perry" reproved Cynthia stei
Jerking his arm to show that Pheian as
well as Alwyn was recipient u ~
highly intimate tidings.
"Oh. don't mind me, children. pu'
in Phelan. I'm used TO 1t. was
young myself once, so I've been 'oi'1'
though | don't clearly remember II nA
self. Can butt in with a line oil CON
gratulations"
He extended his big hand with al
honest cordiality that quite won C!h'
thia.
Thanks. alderman" grinned ferr!
effusively. Now. Alwyn. we We sol u
go and break it to your mother II we
can find her. Come along and back US
up"
Dragging BeI>sett between them, me
two youngsters started of on lneir
quest phelan was about TO return 10
his beloved bar when he was checked
by seeing in tie opposite doorway u
ha
watching Cynthia Gariison's departing
form. The intruder was about to WITH
draw when Phelan hailed him.
Good evening" called the Alderman.
Good evening. SIR" said the new
conner respectfully. pausing ON the poin'
of leaving the foyer.
"1've met you before, think went
on phelan.
"Some days ago in the mayors Of
fee" as.ented the other. II am Tbomp
son. Mr.. Wainwright's private secre
tary."
I'm Alderman Phelan of the Eighth
and I've seen you before we met at his
honor's.''
$50 you said then. sir. But you were
mistaken. Good evening"
He turned again toward the door
but Phelan resumed. without seekin;
to stop him:
"A mistake was it? I'm not a maj
who makes many mistakes, Mr.. Ga.
rison.''
The retreating secretary halted II
though struck.
''That is another mistake, sir" b.
said In a mutfled voice. My name /:
Thompson"
as it, thought inquired Phelan in
noceat'y. Its queer how ! could &c
mixed up so. When | was chief of pc
lice there was bank president nance
Garrison who shot himself after bein
swindled an whipsawed by fnancic
who was bis dearest friend. He left :
little daughter. Miss Cynthia. who yol
was lookin' at SO keen just now. an :
son, who disappeared. That was min,
years ago, an only saw the boy once
so maybe I've overplayed my han,
in pipin' you off for him. But" addet
Phelan, laying strong. OBTAINING
hand on Thompson's shoulder. her
comes some one who can clear it VI
easy enough"
The secretary twisted in the irol
grasp and sought vainly to break ava,
as Cynthia and Perry entered.
"Cynthia's lost her FAM" explaine
Perry at sight of the alderman. She
had me looking all over for the measl,
thing Wait here a minute he adde
to her. land I'll chase into the con
servatory and see if we left it there"
And. depositing the girl in chail
he bolted away in search of the miss
ing article.
Now then, young man." said Phe
Ian, ''if your names Thompson, as 20
say. there's no reason why you shoul
object to my introducin' you to thi
young lady. Step up, son."
Still holding the reluctant, strugSlin
secretary by the shoulder, Phelan turn
ed te Cynthia.
Miss Garrison" said he, "here's
gentleman l think you know. Woul
you mind lookin' him over?"
Wondering at the odd request. Cyr
thia raised her eyes to the stranger
But the latter persistently kept hi
face averted.
81 don't think l know him." she al
swered doubtfully. There Is some
thing familiar about
The secretary shifted restlessly. ur
consciously bringing his profile INT
her range of vision. With a gasp, Cyr
thia sprang to her feet, her face white
her eyes wide and incredulous.
Its not-its-oh, Harryv' she erie
in an ecstasy of recognition, fiingin
her arms about the secretary's NECK
Harry! Brother! Back from the dead
Don't you know me? It's Cynthia
DON'T
II am afraid you've made a YER
strange blunder, Miss Garrison" re
turned the secretary. his voice hoars
and tremulous. MY name is
''Your names Harry Garrison! Phe
Ian shouted. Whats the use of lynn
to your own sister? ! give You cred
for havin' good reasons for calm
yourself Thompson. an think beeii