The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1910-08-16

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the clerk to prove IT to you. wish
your aunt would make up her mind to
be good friends and"
But Adora had sped back across the
brook, and when Silas had finished
speaking she was quite out Of sight
among the trees.
Aunt Ann Wynne was quietly knit
ting when Adora burst into the ROOM
the girls cheeks were aglow with ex-
element and her soft eyes shone with
expectation.
Whatever is the matter, Adorar
asked her aunt, curiously. as Adora
sank breathlessly into a chair and /
pulled of her gloves.
Il spoke to a Lane." announced |
Adora defiantly
Mrs. Wynne stared incredulously. |
which one?" she snapped
"Silas Lane, himself"
The older woman's lips were set IN
straight line and her needles flashed
In the sunlight
Il merely uttered three words" ex-
planned Adora; Il was passing through
the woods when Mr.. Lane spoke to
me-he said my great-grandfather had
annexed the brook years ago when he
surveyed the woodland. He said we
never had owned IT, and that II was
theirs. And he could prove 1t by show
ing US the records: so said to him:
Is that true?' When he said 1t was
came home Is it true. Aunt ANN"
Il don't know" returned Mrs.
Wynne, obstinately.
Have you seen the records7" per-
sisted Adora.
'No-and | don't want to, That
can remember and shall always con-
slider it mine, Your Uncle VIII al
ways spoke as If 1t belonged to US
no. don't want to see any records"
But, Aunt Ann, If you are SO sure
. that 1t is yours, why not examine the
: records-then you can prove that you
are right"
Mrs. Wynne's face flushed deeply
and her voice trembled when she
spoke: Go and examine the records
yourself"
Adora jumped to her feet and pulled
on her gloves with little nervous jerk
ing movements. Very well. And II
we are in the wrong l shall acknowl
edge it by speaking to the Lanes
whenever l meet them,"
The door closed behind her, and
Mrs. Wynne leaned forward and gazed
wistfully from the window at her de
parting form.
Adora found the recorders clerl
busy in the outer Office. and stated
her errand.
The records are IN the vault, Mis-.
Adora. and you'll find some one il
there now, | think. He's looking VI
5. the same record. and he'll show it t,
you" The clerk turned away to at
+ tend to a newcomer
e The vault was a small. steelline,
- room. whose shelves were filed witt
bulky volumes. Under a swinging
lamp young man was bent above
~ big book. He turned as Adora steppe
forward. 1t was John Lane.
- oh" said Adora. breathlessly. Il
response to his bow. and then she ado
u ed. with sudden frankness: Il cam
" here to examine the records to see
III it is really true that the brook ha
ID always belonged TO your people"
e John Lane smiled. And | came I
~ see ii there was not some mistak
IT. about our claim-and the brook migt
be returned to your aunt"
eo But Why" asked Adora
u Because" smiled John Lane. emf
s. matically. but something Ibis eye
ho told Adora the reason why. and he
'p- own fell in confusion.
Oh please show me the records an
nc tell me the truth" said Adora. earnes
ly. 1T all seems so foolish. som
as how-the feud and everything"
Gu I'm afraid II is ours" admitts
''e John Lane. as he explained the ma
ter to Adora. and when she was qui
~ convinced, and the clerk had furnishs
ne Mrs. Wynne might also be convince
Ter the two walked slowly homeward
- the sunset
On yellow light streamed over Il
~ glistening eNpanse of snow and form
a golden path over which they trod
ier some newfound happiness. too Fl
sss for words. The few sentences tn
he had exchanged had been commonpla
ira enough. but there was another" Ia
guage that came to both of them.
he uutaught. as it does to every one
us some time or another.
Mrs. Wynne saw them coming
Tou the frozen path, and the strained 10
the in her eyes gave place TO one of
tense relief.
81 guess Adora's found the bro
be- belongs to Silas Lane now-but son
ms, how. | have feeling that it will 81
sur belong to the family. l always
as like Johnny Lane!" And she arc
Sed TO open the door.
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