The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1908-04-01

"Lordl wish Siward were back
here. He was a good deal Of man,
after all. Tom"
They were unconsciously using the
past tense I'm discussing Siward, as
though he were dead, either physical
ly or socially.
'In one way he was always a sim
gularly decent man." unused O'Hara.
How exactly do you mean?"
ooh, about women"
81 believe it too. If he did take that
Vyse girl into the PATRONS it was his
limit with her, and believe his limit
with any woman. He was absurdly
decent that way. He was, indeed
And now look at the reputation be
has. Isn't it funny? Isn't 1t, now?"
what sort Of an effect do you sup
pose all this business is going to have
on SiwardT
Its had one effect already" re.
piled Fleetwood "Ferrall says he
looks sick, and Belwether says he's
going to the devil, but that's the sort
of thing the major is likely to say. BY
the way, wasn't there something be
tween that pretty lands girl and ST.
ward2 Somebody - some gossiping
somebody-talked about it somewhere
recently"
II don't believe that, either" said
Plank in his heavy, measured, pas
sionless voice as they descended the
around for a cab.
''As for me- I've got to hustle" OBJ
served O'Hara, glancing at his watch.
Pm due to shine at a function about
D. Are you coming uptown, either OF
you fellows? I'll give you a lift as
far as Seventy-second street, Plank"
Tell you what Wen do" said Flee
wood impulsively, turning to Plank
"Wel drive downtown, you and /,
and Wen look up poor old Siward
Shall WEI He's probably all alone in
that God forsaken red brick family
tomb. Shall we? How about il
Plank?"
O'Hara turned impatiently on his
heel with gesture of adieu, climbed
into his electric hanson and went
buzzing away up the avenue.
I'D like to, but l don't think l know
Mr.. Siward well enough to do that"
said Plank efficiently. He hesitated,
coloring up. "He might misunder-
stand my going with yOu-as a liberty
which perhaps ! might not have ven
tured on had he been less-less I'M
fortunate"
Again Fleetwood warmed toward the
ruddy, ponderous young man beside
him. "See here" he said, you are
going as a friend of mine if you care
to look at it that way"
THANK YOU" said Plank IL should
be very glad TO go in that way"
The Siward house was old only in
the comparative Manhattan meaning
of the word, for i'm New York nothing
is really very old except the faces of
the young men.
Decades ago it had been considered
a big house, and IL was still 50 spoken
ola solid, dingy, red brick structure,
cubical in proportions, surmounted by
heavy Chimheys the depth of its sunk
en- windows limiting Of the thickness Of
wall and foundation. Window cur
AdlllS VI OuNbltlt Idlltilt an dllht anu
all drawn. masked the blank panes.
Three massive wistaria vines, the
gnarled stems as thick as tree trunks,
crawled upward to the roof, dividing
the facade equally and furnishing
some relief to its hatness, otherwise
unbroken except by the deep reveals
Of window and door. Two huge and
unsymmetrical catalpa trees stood sen
tinels before it. dividing curb from
asphalt and from the centers of the
shrlveled brown grass plots fankng
the stOOp under the basement windows
two aged Rose of Sharon trees bristle'
naked TO the height Of the white mar
BILE capitals of the Taking pillars sup
porting the stained porticO.
nice old family mausoleum," com
mented Fleetwood, descending from
the hanson, followed by Plank.
The door was opened by a very Old
man wearing the black swallowtail
clothes and choker of an old time but
Ter spotless, quite immaculate, bu.
cut after a fashion no young man re
members.
Good evening Gumble," said Flee;
wood entering, followed on tiptoe by
Plank.
Good evening, sir" \ pause and ii
the INSTEAD voice Of age: Mr.. Flee