The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-01-27
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Bones interyenes,
(By Stacey. Il Baker lss

oulrsd '' ! os. ~ 1T Il ~
Only for the former (meaning the
dog), and his misplaced and most I'M
natura affection for fhes slaifRr (mean7.
Ing ihc caD, the Two tmeaning Ell
ye son and the GID would never
have become acquainted.
Before Zones. which was the pie
bi8n name of Eyerson's ball terrier,
had come down from flie1 city, the
ffim, broad sdouldered y0nth3 with
the keen face and humorous eyes,
had sirolled disconsolaSely through
the great house with only an occa-
sional glimpse of his fair neighbor
as an inspiration for him 10 llnger
on
II certainly was beasily dull In
Glyndon for city bred chap like Ell
verson The villagers showed nsa-
liable curiosity. hut little friendli-
Eess. The fishing season had not yet
opened
Allen Elverson marveled much at
the strange taste OF the uncle who
had lived here as recluse the whole
of his simple life Again. he won
dered at the eccentricity behind the
mansion, They were old They did
mot amp owe Of youth. Elverson rath-
er felt as If he had done these peo-
! pie an injury in complying with the
terms OF the will. The old butler,
/ he knew, looked at him with positive
4 reproach in his eyes.
< But the Girl!
I She was the oasis Of this dreary
! desert She was not native of
4 Glvndon, thought Elverson. for from
The distance of their respective
pcrches. she seemed woman cap.
able of telling lea gown from XII
mono
! Five son was almost inclined ia
( ilirt with the maid His blue eyes
summed up her slim. Slight form and
the golden weight Of her hair appre
I ciatively She had monstrous, large
\ eyes. positively yes--a carri
4 age! Once the bored youth was
about to raise his hal 10 her. when
".ihem." F
Elserson turned quickly, 10 gazs
4 into the reproving eyes Of the enti
mated butler
Are vou---er-interested in the
laly fl the next house?"
i TIE surprising effrontery of the old
4 fellow struck Elverson dumb.
Il like your nerve he managed tc
ciacnlate. What business Is II oil
yGur's who ! am interested in?'
The old servant couehed apologet
ically.
Now if You were, might be able
to tel YOU something about her..
Elverson knew in his heat that
the main motive Of the ancient one
in launching this conversation had
been TO keep him from making an
asinine fool Of himself--and he felt
4 none tae gentler toward him for this
/ His curiosity, however, was creates
than his animosity
Well he growled, IF YOU know
90 much about the girl. why dom
You tell me instead of standing there
ike a dummy"
The girl Is the niece of Ellei
Hemingway" prelnded the butler, ant
paused expectantly.
And" snapped the youth. after tn,
ensuing Silence had gotten on hi
he YES, who the deuce IS Ellel
Hemingway? You talk in chunks"
Ellen. Hemingway" explained tn
butler patiently, was one of the hes
known missionaries this country eve
sent to China"
lIlvcrson reddeneA.
"Yon should have been tutor.
! he said sarcastically.
Il was-once,' answered the gray
haired one. serenely. "But. TO re
, sumo:
Miss Sibl Hemingway, The yOunI
; lady who occupies the house yonde
; Is the heiress OF her aunt. who die,
, recently. She inheiied all of he
, aGnts money, and'-.he servan
!, paused TO peer half-humorously a
the expectant youth. "she is, by th
terms Of the will 10 remain a reslden
) here for one year.
"Then i was right She isn't from
, MS town. Emerson marveled in
wardly at The similarity between tn
girls case and his own.
no. She Is t ON Bosicn. She /
( without kin and | guess the Inherit
/ anoe and home are appreciated
Yes. She must be having a fin
time here agreed Elverson, dryly
( ! ought 70 go over and congratulate
: her on the similarity of our hilar
Gus situations.
The old servant shrugged his shou'
, deas as he turned away. "The eide
, Mss Hemingway was stickler 70
, The convention he intimated. "a
, ycn care 10 meet the young lady
; send suggest that you refrain from
anything liable to cause poor In
preston.
: The youth stared after tie depari
're one angrily speechless.
That fellow isn't my butler" h
f. srowled Hes my guardian. wis
had the power to fire him. II
nresumcs,"
! The youth looked longingly over t
The veranda of his fair neighbor. TIL
Girl was gone
4 The next day Bones arrived. Bone
was a city bred canine and the vas
vista OF green Went 10 his susceptibl
bead. He probably labored unde
the deluslon that he had died an,
gone 10 dog heaven. AT any rate