Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-10-10
CHAPTER XII.
At the Crater's Edge,

But i've promised Tor you, ex-
postulated his wife. And he ad-
mires you So"
"Bosh! You women can CAD about
as much as you please, but Tin in
wrong when 1t comes to eating
sponge cake and knuckling my knees
under dinky willow table. And then
he always has some trump
Trump" repeated Nora, delighted.
Trump inspecting me through a
pair of eyeglasses as If I was a new
kind of an animal. It's all right,
Molly, when there's big push. They
don't notice me much, then. But
these six by eight parties have me
covering"
VERY well, dad" agreed Nora, who
saw the storm gathering in her
mothers eyes. you can stay home
and read the book mother got you
yesterday. Where are you now?"
Page one" grinning.
Mrs. Harrlgan wisely RETAINED
from continuing the debate. James
had made up his mind not to go. If
the colonel repeated his invitation to
dinner, where there would be only
the men folk, why, he'd gladly enough
go to that.
The women departed at 8, for there
was to be tennis until 5 o'clock. When
Harrigan was reasonably sure that
they were half the distance to the
eoloners villa he put on his hat,
whistled to the dachel and together
they took the path to the village.
WED look fine drinking tea,
wouldn't we, old scout?" reaching
down and tweaking the dogs velvet
ears. "They don't understand, and
it's no use trying to make 'em. Nora
gets as near as possible. Herr Rosen!
Now, where have 1 seen his phiz be-
fore? I wish I had a real man to
talk to. Abbott sulks half the time,
less it's driven in with a mallet. On
your way, old scout, or I'll step on
you. Let's see If we can hoof 1t down
to the village at a trot without TAX
ing the count"
He had but two errands to execute.
The first was accomplished expeditely
in the little tobacconist's shop under
the arcade, where the purchase of
box of Minghetti cigars promised
later solace. These cigars were cheap,
but Harrigan had a novel way of
adding to their strength, If not to
their aroma. He possessed a meer-
schaum cigar holder. in which hehad
smoked perfectos for some years. The
smoke of an ordinary cigar became
that Of a regalia by the time 1t passed
through the nicotine-soaked clay into
the amber mouthpiece. He had
kept secret the result of this trifiing
scientific research. 1t wouldn't have
been polite to disclose it to
Molly. The second errand took
time and deliberation. He stud
led the long shelves of Tauchnltz.
Having red corpuscles in superabun-
dance, he naturally preferred them
in his literature, in the same quantity
Ever read this?" asked a pleasant
voice from behind. indicating Rod
ney Stone with the ferrule of cane
Harrigan looked up. mo. What's
it about?"
BEST story Of the London prize
ring ever written. You're Mr.. Harri-
gan aren't you?'
Yes" diffidently.
my name Is Edward Courtlandt.
II 1 am not mistaken. you were
great friend of my fathers"
Are you Dick Courtlandt's boy?"
"I am"
well, sayl" Harrigan held out his
hand and was gratified to encounter
a mans grip. $50 you're Edward
Courtlandt? Now, what do you think
of that! Why, your father was the
best sportsman / ever met. Square as
they make 'em. Not a kink anywhere
in his makeup. He used to come to
the bouts in his plug hat and dress
suit; always had a seat by the ring.
could hear him tap with his cane
when there happened to be a bit of
pretty sparring. He was no SLOUGH
himself when it came to putting on
the mitts. Many's the time I've had
a round or two with him in my old
gymnasium Well. we'll! It's good to
see man again. I've seen your name
in the papers, but I never knew you
was Dicks boy. You've got an old
grizzly's head In your dining-room
at home. Some day I'll tell you how
1t got there, when you're not in
hurry. / went out to Montana for
scrap, and your Dad went along. AZ
ter the mill was over, we went hunt
ing, Come up to the villa and meet
the folks. Hang it, | forgot. They're
up to Oakley Webster's to tea; piffle
water and sticky sponge-cake. / want
YOU to meet my wife and daughter"
Il should be very pleased to meet
them" So this was Morals father?
Wont you come along with me to
the coloners?" with sudden inspira-
ton. Here was an opportunity not
to be thrust aside lightly.
why, I just begged off. They
won't be expecting me now"
"All the better. I'd rather have you
introduce me to your family than to
have the colonel. AS a matter Of fact
| told him / couldn't get up. But
changed my mind. Come along" The
first rift in the storm packed cloods,
and to meet her through the kindly
offices of this amiable man who was
her fatheri
. "But the pipe and the cigar box2"
"Send them up.'
Harrigan eyed his own spotless
fannels and compared them with the
others What was good enough for
good enough for him. Besides, it
would be bully good joke on Nora
and Molly
lark. He turned the dog and the pur-
chases over to the proprietor, who
promised that they should arrive in
stantly at the villa.
Then the two men sought the quay
to engage a boat. They walked
shoulder to shoulder, fiat-backed, with
supple swinging limbs, tanned faces
and clear, animated eyes. Perhaps
Harrigan was ten or fifteen pounds
heavier. but the difference would have
been noticeable only upon the scales.
Padre, my shoe pinches," said
Nora with a quicker between her
eyes.
my child" replied the padre,
never carry your vanity into shoe
makers shop. The happiest man is
he who walks in loose shoes"
'1f they are his own and not in