Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1910-07-30

and mine have suffered enough at
the hands of this family. rented the
house at an exorbitant figure and I
have moved out here for the summer.
My city home is dismantled and in the
hands of decorators have been here
one week. during which 1 have had
not a single night of uninterrupted
sleep, and / intend to stay until /
have recuperated. Moreover, If Mr..
Armstrong died insolvent, as I believe
was the case, his widow ought to be
glad to be rid of so expensive a piece
of property"
The lawyer cleared his throat.
Il am very sorry you have made
this decision" he said. Miss Innes,
Mrs. Fitzhugh tells me Louise Arm
strong is with you"
''She is
Has she been informed of this
double bereavement"
Not yet," 1 said "She has been
very ill; perhaps tonight she can be
told
TT is very sad; very sad," he said.
Il have telegram for her, Miss In
mes. Shall 1 send it out?"
Better open it and read it to me-"
l suggested. If it is important, that
will save time"
There was pause while Mr.. Har-
ton opened the telegram. Then he
| read it slowly, judicially.
Watch for Nina Darlington Home
Monday. Signed F. L. W."
Hunt" 1 said. Watch for Nina
Darlington. Home Monday Very
well, Mr.. Harton, I will tell her, but
she is not in condition to watch for
any one
We'll, Miss Innes, if you decide to
-er-relinquish the lease, let me
know" the lawyer said.
Il shall not relinquish it." 1 replied
and 1 imagined his irritation from the
way he hung up the receiver.
l wrote the telegram down word for
word, afraid to trust my memory and
decided to ask DR.. Stewart how soon
Louise might be told the truth The
| closing of the Traders bank 1 con-
sidered unnecessary for her to know
but the death of her stepfather and
| stepbrother must be broken to her
soon, or she might hear it in some
unexpected and shocking manner.
DR.. Stewart came about four O'Clock,
| bringing his leather satchel into the
house with great deal of care, and
| opening it at the foot of the stairs
| to show me dozen big yellow eggs
nesting among the bottles.
Real eggs" he said proudly. None
of your anemic store eggs, but the real
| thing-some of them still warm. Feel
them. Egg-nog for Miss Louise,"
| He was beaming with satisfaction
and before he left, he insisted on go
ing back to the pantry and making
an egg-nog with his own hands Some
! how, all the time he was doing it,
had a vision of DIR. Willoughby, my
nerve specialist in the city, trying to
mako an egg-nog. I wondered if he
ever prescribed anything SO plebeian
and so delicious. And while Dr.
Stewart whisked the eggs he talked
| Il said to Mrs. Stewart" he con-
| fided, a little red in the face from the
| exertion, after l went home the other
/ day, that you would think me an old
| gossip, for saying what 1 did about
| Walker and Miss Louise"
| Nothing of the Sort protested
| THE fact is" he went on, evidently
| justifying himself, ct got that piece of
information just as we get lot of
| things, through the kitchen end of the
| house. Young Walkers chauffeur
| Walkers more fashionable than I am,
| and he goes around the country in a
| Stanhope car-well, his chauffeur
| comes to see our servant girl, and he
| told her the whole thing. l thought
| it was probable, because Walker spent
| lot of time up here last summer,
| when the family was here, and be-
| sides, Riggs, that's Walkers man, had
4 very pat little story about the doc
| tors building a house on this proper
| ty, just at the foot of the hill. The
| sugar, please
The egg-nog was finished. Drop by
| drop the liquor had cooked the egg,
| and now, with final whisk, a last
toss in the shaker, it was ready, a
| symphony in gold and white. The
doctor shifted it.
| Real eggs, real milk, and a touch
of real Kentucky whisky" he said
He insisted on carrying it up him
self, but at the foot of the stairs he
paused.
Riggs said the plans were drawn
for the house." he said, barking back
| to the old subject. Drawn by Hus-
ton in town. So 1 naturally believed
| him.
When the doctor came down, was
| ready with a question
Doctor I asked, sis there any one
in the neighborhood named Caring
| ton? Nina Carrington?"
"Carrington?'' He wrinkled his fore
! head. "Carrington2 No, 1 don't re-
member any such family. There used