The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1911-03-04

The outrage was so unexpected. was
such complete shock to him. that
Peter Grigsby was struck dumb by his
fathers decision.
Furthermore" continued the other.
mo woman with proper delicacy would
consent to enter family where 1t was
distinctly understood she was not
wanted"
what do you mean by that.
father?"
Merely that have met your Miss
Downing. She was graciously accord
ed me as a dinner partner at the
Westons! | undertook, in a delicate
way of course, to let my views be
known"
Peter Grigsby started. A curious ex-
preston flashed over his features. so
you acted the part of a-cad. I'm
glad you told me-
If you must put II that way-yes.
did it. however, to save my own
flesh and blood from future mortifca-
ton"
Very thoughtful of you. Still, for
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spared yourself the rudeness."
The old man checked an exclama.
ton. Instead, he said quietly:
you don't see 1t now, my boy; but
the day will come when you'll realize
the wisdom of my course"
The words fell on deaf ears. Young
Grigsby was lost in thought. All at
once he smiled. The whole thing was
suddenly clear to him; the reason for
Juliet's strange action. the man" at
the bottom of it.
I'm sorry this rupture has come
father" he said in a softened tone
but think we understand each 9th
er the better for It. | shall take
rooms at the club"
Peter Grigsby's first move was to
send letter to Juliet, telling her that
he understood everything and setting
aside in advance any protest she
might make. In due time her reply
came.
Dear Peter:
Now that you have discoYered the
truth, | shall make no effort to deny
1t. Yes; your father made 1t quite
clear to me that his only son, descend
ant from a long line Of blue-bloodet
ancestors. could never wed any but {
girl with the same aristocratic pedi
gree
Il had never looked at things from
that standpoint, but of course now,
| nOIy1d do onufhinuy hut oriuA y,
You are his only son, his all, and 1t Il
natural for him to feel that way abou
you
Please do not try to see me, anC
don't write again. This is final
JULIET"
Nevertheless, Peter Grigsby did tr.
to see her. She declined an audience
He wrote her score of letters The.
were returned unopened He tried Il
intercept her on the street. She evad
ed him.
Meanwhile he had taken up his resi-
dence at the club, spending his night
in the rooms and crowding the day
with labor.
A month passed He had not ono
spoken to his father except In tn
briefest business way.
One night, when he could endure
no longer, he went to the club and re
quested to be shown to his SON
rooms. He raped unsteady on tn
door and waited in tremor for Pete
. to open 1t.
The boy held out his hand Com
in, father" he said gently; you loo
tired"
1--WE come to ask you to come bac
home. Peter" he said in a husk
voice.
81 cannot" He pulled up chat
and the old man sank into it YEARLY
I'll give you anything in the worl
! you want. I'll double your inner
lance III"
you can never undo what you'v
done, father You've broken my hear
and ruined two lives"
, The old man hitched uncomfortabl
in his seat. A dash of red streaked hi
, withered cheeks. Are you still mo-
J Ing over that fool business?" he d.
t manded irately.
Il am very unhappy. disappointe
, man"
, "Then why In thunder don't yc
marry her and be done with 1t? Pro
/ ably she's heard about your altere
|, fortunes and the pauper racket is
q bit skittish, chr"
Peter Grigsby held back his angt
v and said coolly;
/ do you want me to tell you IL
truth? Do you? Then listen. JUL
, Downing is too proud and hig
! spirited a girl to come into a fami
!, like ours-where the head of Il
house has not even the instincts Of
!. gentleman"
. Despite his 7o-odd years. Hora'
Grigsby bounced, literally. out of
seat. He sputtered. fumed, sat dow
y again and gripped the arms Of b
chair.
!. "And she--she refused you, huh ?"
Precisely"
Horace Grigsby grew purple.
b "Won't-won't have you! Bah! We
n she's right; | was hog to her. B
> I'll 60 further now; I'll make of m
9 self fool-a fool. do you hear?
s get down on my knees. I'll mo-
heaven and earth to make her mar
you. BY the eternals Where's Il
t, pride of my race? D'you think I'll {