Enterprise news-record. [volume] (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Or.) 1910-1911, 1911-01-18
Copyright. 1909 by Edward J. clode

Copyright. l909 by Edward J. Clode
CHAPTER XIII.
THE LURE OF GOLD.
"WAHILIP, want to tell you
- something"
Something pleasant"
mo"
"Then why tell meW
Because unhappily, it must be told.
! hope you will forgive me, though
shall never forgive myself. Oh, my
dear, my DEAR why did we ever meet?
And what am to say? I-well, have
promised to marry another man."
"Disgraceful!' said Philip.
"Philip, dear, this is quite serious"
said Iris, momentarily withdrawing
her wistful gaze from the faraway
line where sapphire sea and amber
sky met in harmony. Northeastern
Brazil is favored cline. Bad wealth
er is there q mere link, as 1t were, be-
tween unbroken weeks of brilliant sun
shine. At her present pace the Unser
Fritz would enter the harbor at Per-
nambuco on the following morning.
Iris, her troubled face resting on her
hands, her elbows propped on the rails
of the poop on the port side, looked at
Philip with an intense sadness that
was seemingly lost on him.
II really mean what 1 say" she con-
tinued in a low voice that vibrated
with emotion. 81 have given my wor
written it-entered into a most Sc
emn obligation. Somehow the pro
pect Of reaching a civilized place to.
morrow induces a more ordered state
of mind than has been possible since
since the Andromeda was lost"
"Who is he?" demanded Hozier dark
ly. "Coke is married. So is Watts.
Dom Corria has other fish to fry than
to dream of committing bigamy. OF
course l am well aware that you have
been flirting with San Benavides"-
"Please don't make my duty harder
for me-" pleaded Iris. Before met
you, before we spoke to each other
that first day at Liverpool, had prom
ised to marry Mr.. Bulmer, an old
friend of my uncle's"-
"Oh-he? l am sorry for Mr.. Bull
mer, but it can't be done," interrupted
Hozier.
"Philip, you do not understand. II
cared for nobody then, and my uncle
said he was in danger Of bankruptcy,
and Mr.. Bulmer undertook to help him
If would consent"
He turned and met her eyes. There
was tender smile on his lips.
$50 you really believe you wIl be
compelled to marry Mr.. Bulmeer b
cried.
"Oh, don't be horridv' she almost
sobbed. 81 cuc-cuc-can't help it."
II have given some thought to the
problem myself" he said, "and l
appreciate exactly how well 1t would
serve Mr.. David verity's interests if
his niece married wealthy old party
like Bulmer. By the way, how old Is
BulmerT
"Nearly seventy"
"It is a pity that Bulmer should be
pr triarch, because his only hope O
marrying you is that l shall die first
Even then he must be prepared t.
espouse my widow. By the way, Is
disrespectful to describe him as patrl
arch? Isn't there some proverb abou
threescore years and temp
Philip, if only you would appre
ciate my dreadful position
81 do. 1t ought to be ended. III
first parson we meet shall be com
mandeered. Don't you see, dear, W
really must get married at Pernan
buco."
Iris clinched her little hands in dc
spair. Why did he not understand he
misery? Though she was unwaverin
I'm her resolution to keep faith with tn
man who had twitted her with takin
all and giving nothing In return, sh
could not wholly restrain the tumul
In her veins. Married in Pernambuce
Ah, If only that were possible!
81 am sure we would be happy tt
gether," she said, with pathetic cor
fidence that tempted him strongly I
take her in his arms and kiss ava
her fears. I'VE must forget what haI
pe1eO III CQe ldliu VI VI W.
never love any man but you, Phiiil
Yet / cannot marry you"
"You will marry me in Pernambuco
81 will not because | may not Vi
spare me any more of this! ! cann'
bear it! Have pity. dear!'
Iris, let us at least look at the pos
ton calmly. Do you really think thi
fate's own decree should be set asid
merely to keep David Verify out
the bankruptcy court?"
81 have given my promise. and thos
two men are certain ] will keep II.
..Ah. they will release you. Whs
then" :.
You do not know my uncle or NJ
Bulmer. Money is their god. oW
everything to my uncle. He rescue
my mother and me from dire povert
He gave us freely Of his abundanc
We have had our hour, dear. Its mer
ory will never leave me. / shall THU
Of you, dream of you, when, it may D
some other girl-oh. no. do not mea