The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1908-08-27

aeination. Then the fact that she Is
Dick Vests child adds greatly to the
interest Of the situation. II seems
such a strange Providence that she, OF
all people in the world, should be
thrown into u arms, as 1t were. ]
don't know how you feel, but every
day | wonder what has become of her"
"You women are very tender heart.
ed where you take" he said, evasive.
ly.
"And cat-likc where We don't. Per.
haps you are right. But that am in.
terested I'm this child there is no deny.
ing. / keep wondering what mystery
her trunk with it's silver box contains.
II was the silver box that worried her,
IL you remember. 1t was to have been
given to Mr.. Mayhem, as it contained
all the necessary papers. often Won
der what those papers are, Or what
they relate to-"
Il did not know you had such a
curious vein in your nature" he laugh.
ed.
But have; and, do you know, my
hope of seeing Marion West again lies
in that box"
"Yes?" he questioned.
Some day the divers may riddle the
ships hold. or she may break up so
completely that the baggage will be
washed ashore"
That is quite possible of course"
"She gave such an exact description
Of the cowhide trunk hat / am sure !
should recognize it,"
"And what then?'
"Why, in the event of it's being
washed ashore, we should advertise
the fact, of course
'She might never see the advertise.
ment."
"Oh, I don't know. Newspapers par.
agraph such things, and there are a
hundred ways of people getting to
know"
ut would be interesting II anything
of the sort should happen"
you may discover her yourself.
You are going to London. I suppose?"
THAT is so. Mr.. Jackson lives in
Kensington-Prince's Gardens, to be
exact. | believe he is a wealthy man
ufacturer from Yorkshire or Lanca-
shire. Judging by his letter | should
say he is a self-made man."
He may not be any the worse for
that" T
QUE n hn oil tho haftnr IF do.
ponds largely on the original material.
Some self-made men do their forbears
credit. Others are an offense."
"As he is fond Of books the chances
are he is one of the better sort"
"We will hope so. But a man may
have a big library and remain an ig.
noramus. 1t would delight mother if
| found the man impossible"
On the following morning Mrs. Nav
gan condescended TO argue the ques-
ton with her on. During a good
many wakeful hours she had primed
her heaviest guns, and when morning
dawned she was prepared to meet him
with what she believed TO be unan-
swerable arguments.
Unfortunately her logic proved TO
be less convincing than she antici-
pated; not hat her premises were I'M
sound or her conclusions faulty, but
because Clement deliberately refused
TO ope his eyes to the light.
On the third day she brought her
emotional batteries to bear on him.
Sarcasms and syllogisms having both
failed, she fell back on her last weap-
on of attack. She charged him with
being unfeeling and unfilial, wept over
her widowhood, and enlarged on her
lonely and unprotected life. She dwelt
pathetically on the sacrifices she had
made so that he might have a uIiver-
sity training, and urged that If he had
a spark of humanity in his nature he
would not desert her in her old age.
1t was a trying interview for both,
but Clement had nerved himself for
the encounter. To yield again would
be TO render himself contemplate for
even his own eyes. Moreover, a new
spirit had been awakened in him; a
new impulse, had come into his life:
the dynamic energy of a great and un-
selfish love impc!icd him along the
course he was taking.
Ito Be Continued.)