The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-03-17

younger man.
80 that's the reason" he said, why
you are dawdling about here. It's
Kate, is it?'
The younger man nodded,
your daughter is the unconscious
cause" he replied.
The older man shook his head.
81 don't know about the unconscious
part Of it," he said doubtedly. Kate
is very clever" He put out his hand.
Thank you, my boy, for having con-
fdence in me. You're a fine lad, and
you've pushed your way well to the
front. like you. If you can win
my girl there's no man I'd sooner
greet as a son-in-law"
He put out his hand and the young
man shook 1t warmly,
Thank you, sir" he said. Your
words are very kind. Unhappily, |
don't seem to impress Miss Kate. I'm
afraid she regards me with complete
Indifference It's my fault, of course.
| know I'm dull in conversation, and
altogether plain and uninteresting.
Pooh, pooh" cried the older man.
Think better Of yourself, David.
That's the trouble with you. You don't
have a high enough regard for your
self. Why, boy, you've done things
while other chaps have waited. Do you
suppose I'd willingly give my precious
Kate if | didn't consider you clean
and honest and clever? Why, that's
the highest and finest praise you'll ever
receive Don't give up, and don't hest.
tate too long" He suddenly smiled.
"Here," he said, lets strike while the
irons hot"
He rose and stepped into the tele-
phone booth. Presently he returned
to his desk.
Kate is at home" he said. my
aunt who looks after the household
affairs is suffering from a slight at
tack Of neuralgia and Kate is the
boss Of the ranch. ! told her you
would be there this morning to con-
suit book of reference In my library
any book you choose. Get yourself
invited to luncheon, II you can, and
perhaps I'll Join you-although
doubt it. There, you can't say I'm not
doing my best to help you. what are
you getting red about?"
The young man suddenly laughed.
81 feel like conspIrator," ne said
Were conspiring In a good cause,
hope" said the older man, "and It's
against an extremely willy foe. But,
there, it's time for you to start. Good
luck to you, my boy"
Thank you sir" said the younger
man as he turned toward the door, 'G'll
report to you as promptly as possible
II Il happens as fear it will happen
III say goodby at the same time"
mo croaking," cried the older man.
But David Sherman did not look
hopeful as he passed out.
When he rang the bell Of the Lang
Icy home 1t was answered by Kate
Langley herself.
Come in, Mr.. Sherman" she said
Papa phoned me that you would call
1t is a lovely day, isn't it? Quite to
lovely to be cropping through musty
books"
"Yes," said poor David. AS usual
her charming presence overpowered
him. She looked at him smilingly as
he laid his hat on the hall table. He
was big and strong, and his eyes were
good, his chin was firm, but he was so
hopelessly dull.
Here are the books" she said as
she led him into the library. Papa
pays you quite a compliment when he
gives you the run of his precious vol
umSP He evidently has high re-
gard for you"
Your father is very kind and con-
siderate,' said David.
of course he is the best of faith
ers" cried the girl "Quite too good,
no doubt. l suppose that's the way
with most fathers"
She looked at David for confrma-
ton.
Il have no father" said David sim
ply. HE died when was very
young"
The girl looked at him with new
expression.
And do not remember my moth
err" she said.
Then she hastily crossed the room
and drew up the shades, and pointed
to the table
I think all the materials for work
are there" she said. III you want