Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1909-09-11

verse OF me proposition seems lnexhansti.
bic and interchangeable.
But all this while Granville Rose had
been. reading Maude's epistle. His face
darkens As he does SO, the brows contract
and curse breaks at last from his lips
IN a low. cultural tone that bodies bad
times for somebody. supposing that Gren-
vile possesses power equal to his incli-
nation.
That brute Pearman - he muttered.
My instinct didn't fail me. Better I'd
have dislocated his cursed neck by throw
ing him down stairs that night than this.
And the poor child appeals TO me to help
her What can / do?"
Once more he chances at the letter.
again he reads the paragraph: "Gren.
dear. You have been my resource in sll my
scrapes since ! can remember Do come
to my rescue now; what am / to do?
My childish troubles of bygone days were
not of much account. whatever they might
look at the time. This seems extinguish-
ing the sunshine of my life on the thrssh-
old-as if ] was doomed as ] heard you
say not long ago. have said | cannot
| dare not. Both papa and mother say
am to decide for myself. But il isn't so
you know. Gren. il isn't. There's papa,
more sneering and gloomy than ever, sug-
costing that we had better make the most
of Glinn during the remaining few weeks
that ii remains to us-as | have decided
TO give away the property. Mother, OF
course. all tears; and papa DULLES her
worse than ever. Oh, tell me what to do,
Gren. for / am very miserable. / can't
stand il much longer-l know / can't.
| shall have to give in; cannot bear to
see mother always in tears. ] almost wish
| was dead. ] do indeed and yet ! don't
want to die"
Yes" he mutters. after reading II
through for about the twentieth time;
its easy to see the whole thing. My
precious uncle intends you shall marry
Pearman, so that he may finish his days
in Glinn. My aunt poor soul, is weeping
Dead Sea over the arrangement. and
having her soul harried out besides
Maude-Maude. my darling, how can 1
help you? Pretty chance of pauper like
myself being much use on the OCCASION"
he unused, with a bitter sneer. "She never
says, poor child, by the way. what sum.
If any, would stop the gap-though, of
course. there must be a price. However.
that is question there is no use in rails
ing. OF course it's thousands; and to
raise few hundreds would require all my
ingenuity, to say nothing of terminating
in my eventual destruction not but what
it's little I'd think of that just now, to
save Maude. My love. ] am powerless %
And Grenville Rose leaned his head upon
his hands and tasted the bitterest sorrow
this world can afford-that of an appeal
for succOr from the woman whom he low
ed, and the knowledge that he was pow
erless to help her even a hairs breadth
in her bitter anguish. Better TO stand
by her deathbed than this
Our nineteenth century training makes
us bear such trials well. But do not be-
lieve. my brethren, that when the mask
is dropped. feelings are not much the
same as Of yore. Bitter tears are shed
over worthless women, and deep lamenta-
tons made over rotten investments IN the
privacy Of the bed chamber. The matu-
final razor sweeps the chin at times with
a strange fascination for one strong free
stroke al the jugular vein morbid feel
ing TO end all this weary struggle, and
cut the knot Of existence. A well-knOwn
writer, the other day, laid down IL was
better 20 be bored than TO be miserable"
! can't say j agree with him. ] would
rather be miserable
For more than az hour does Grenyille
pace his apartment, musing over Maude's
letter. But no he can neither see help 10
9e rendered, nor even anything 10 Justify |
he slightest Interference on bis part
hen BE- thought sagaRey Of the Old duel |
M days how easy II would have been 20
haye picked quarrel in those good old
lines, and run bis chance Of disqualifying
peorman through the medium of . pistol
bullet. buf W. have changed all thai
lno when Ne quarrel nowadays, We en-
pi0y counsel Instead Of lreaFns. sup
pose y y al Tor fle best though ! take /
d fhere vas more p0llfenesa ~ general
society When fle being rude lad NJ b.
~ speedily Justified.