Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1912-10-06

CHAPTER XXXVII1.
Pity Pat was now in the enjoyment Of three
summers, a large vocabulary, numerous teeth
and devotion which, If he could have under
stood it, would have turned his golden head.
All day long upon his birthday his we'll wish.
ers and his subjects came to wish him Joy. All
day long he trotted about and intrusted his
tiny hand to the workworn clasp Of his people.
All day long he accepted their congratulations
and their tight bouquets Of hard marigolds and
rosebuds, and when evening fell there was
still to be a great dinner in the hall-the first
at which he had ever been present and over
which, in the absence Of the Earl, his father, he
was to preside. There were to be no guests.
The household would be, John had predicted.
tired enough Of strangers before night.
The Viscount Glendaire presided with great
dignity over the oysters and the soup. James
had arrayed him in a smock of embroidered
linen for whose authenticity in material, design
and workmanship Betty cambridge stood
sponsor. GAIL cottage work," she had assured
Dot, before mentioning price which staggered
even that experienced shopper. He looked
very small in his fathers great arm chair Of
carved black oak and the footmen who were his
slaves were obliged to build him into it with
crimson cushions. He enjoyed the position for
hand and Jarvis Burke at his left, and with
either or both of them he was always happy
and generally spoiled.
But tonight he behaved admirably. Across
a mass of flowers and golden plate he could see
his mother, his grandfather and his uncle John
The table was bright with candles, but all the
rest Of the great hall was in mysterious
shadows. The servants vanished into it and
reappeared with a charming effect Of being
quite newly made. The golden Aeur-de-lys on
the crimson hangings winked at him. and
through the great door he could see the sweet
young night and single silver star.
Presently even the mysteries Of late dinner
began to pail and he became restless and
sleepy. The butler rallied him with some
follow, but his little Lordship was not to be
bribed, and 80 was removed from the chair of
honor and tucked into the empty one beside his
mother, the chair that was always waiting for
the unknown guest. Dinner progressed as
dinners will until at last the cloth was removed
and 1t was nearly time for the ladies to with
draw.
"But Arst," protested Gresham, 1--WE must
celebrate the occasion. Are all the glasses
filled. Then let NJ drink" And he rose to his
feet, 'Iong life to the heir" There was little
sound behind him in the gloom near the open
door. "Long life to the heir" he repeated.
'Long life," they all echoed; and into tho circle
Of candle light stepped little boy in frock as
blue ~ his eyes, . halo Of gold round his head.
"Good God" cried Gresham and dropped into
his chair. Every one turned to watch the ap-
preaching figure. It was Pity Pat. And yet
? there was Pity Pat beside his mother, not
sleepy now but wide awake and eager. The
child came unhesitatingly out Of the shadow
and climbed into the empty chair at the head
Of the table. No one spoke after Johns ex-
clamation. The butler, after one perturbed
glance, herded the footmen before him and left
the quality" to deal with their own mysteries.
Pity Pat slipped out Of bic chair and went to
greet the guest. He had been greeting all day
and he was getting to do 1t with an easy grace
Mr. and Mrs. Forbes stared and the Honorable
John Gresham turned ghastly face upon his
sister-in-lav. he felt CHASTITY. He belonged
to u race Of gentlemen.
"There is nothing" said be, "that Pat would
not have done to prevent this"
"Pat~ repeated Dorothy.
eyes, Pat, my unfortunate brother. II you
can avoid understanding, then, for Gods sake,
don't understand"
Dots eyes returned to the children. Pity
Pat was piling raisins and cakes upon the
strangers plate. They were both laughing.
Mrs. Forbes. who was nearest to them, was