The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1910-02-18
CHAPTER XIV.
| Undertake a Commission.


Gillespie availed himself of my
wardrobe to replace his rags, and APP
peared in the library clothed and in
his usual state of mind on the stroke
OF seven.
you should have had the doctor
out, Donovan. Being stuck isn't so
funny. and you will undoubtedly die OF
blood-poisoning. Every one does now
adays."
II shall disappoint you. lima and
I between us have stuck me together
like cracked plate. And it is not
well to publish our troubles to the
world. If / called the village doctor
he would kill his horse circulating the
mysterious tidings. Are you salts
fled?"
quite so. You're man after my
own heart, Donovan"
We had reached the dining room and
stood by our chairs.
Il should like" he said, taking up
his cocktail glass, ito propose truce
between US"
''In the matter of a certain LADY,"
Even so! On the honor of fool,"
he said, and touched his glass to his
lips. "And may the best man win"
he added, putting down the glass UNI
emptied.
He was one of those comfortable
people with whom it is possible to sit
In silence; but after intervals in
which we found nothing to say he
would, with exaggerated gravity, make
some utterly inane remark. Tonight
his mind was more agile than ever, his
thoughts leaping nimbly from crag to
crag, like a mountain goat. He had
travelled widely and knew the ways OF
many cities; and of American political
characters, whose names were but
vaguely known to me, he discoursed
with delightful intimacy; then his
mind danced away to tour he had
once made with a company of acrobats
whose baggage he had released from
the grasping hands of rural sheriff.
What" he asked, presently, lis as
sad as being deceived in person you
have admired and trusted? / knew
fellow who was professor of something
in a blooming college. and who was so
poor that he had to coach delinquent
props in summer time instead of get
ting a vacation. / had every conf
dence in that fellow. l thought he
was all right, and so / took him up
into Maine with me-just the two of
us-and hired an Indian to run our
camp, and everything pointed to plus.
Well, | always get stung when l try
to be good"
He placed his knife and fork care
fully across his plate and sighed
deeply.
what was the matter? Did he
bore you with philosophy"
mo such luck. That man was weak
minded on the subject of domesticat-
ing prairie dogs. You may shoot me
IL that isn't the fact. There he was,
prize-winner and a fellow of his uni
versity, and fine scholar who edited
Greek textbooks, with that thing on
his mind. He held that the daily ex-
ample OF the happy home life OF the
prairie dog would tend to ennoble all
mankind and brighten up our family
affairs. Think of being lost In the
woods with a man with such an idea,
and OF having to sleep under the same
blanket with himl II rained most OF
the time, so we had to sit in the tent,
and he never let up. He got so bad
that he would wake me up In the night
TO talk prairie dog"
TT must have been trying" /
agreed. What was your solution, But
tons?"
II moved outdoors and slept with
the Indian. Your salad dressing is ex-
celient, Donovan, though personally /
lean to more of the paprika. But let
us go back bit to the Holbrooks.
Omitting the lady, there are certain
points about which we may as we'll
agree am not 50 great fool but
that l can see that this state OF things
cannot last forever Henry is broken
down from drink and brooding over
his troubles, and about ready for close
confinement In brick building vita
barred windows"