Charlevoix county herald., 1913-11-22

got an earning aDlllty OF about "a
a week. You've got an allow
ance of $4,000 a year. Now, till
after election, whichll it be?h
Father and son faced each other
in silence for full minute. Then
the latter's eyes fell.
"I1l stayp he muttered.
81 thought so. Now chase! I'm
busy"
Gerald slouched to the door. On
the threshold he turned and shook
his fist in impotent fury at the
broad back turned on him.
"l1l stay! he repeated his
voice scaling on octave and break
ing in a hysterical sob, ''I'll stay
But, before God, I'll find a way
way to pay you off for this he
fore the campaign is over"
Caleb did not turn ut the threat
nor ut the UNDERSTANDING door.
He was scribbling telegram to his
New iClk lawyer.
81 rslo in scrape with chorus
girl Enid Montmorency,' be
WI to 'IiLu her and buy her off.
GJ as hugh as 100000"
Father Healy says, The sins Of
the fathers shall be visited on the
the children, '"-he quoted half "a
loud as he finished; shut when
they are visited in the shape of
blithering idiocy, it seems most
like a breach of contract"
The Railroader was not fated to
enjoy even the scant privilege OF
solitude. He had hardly seated
himself at his desk when the sac
red door was once more assaileG
ty inquisitive knuckles.
"rhe Boys haven t wasted mucn
time he thought as he growled
permission to enter.
The tall, exquisitely-groomed
figure of his new son-in-Iaw, the
Prince d'Antri, blocked the TIRES
hold With him was Blanche.
blandly, as he ushered his wife
through the doorway and placed a
chair for her. Calico watched him
without reply. The multifarious
branches of social usage always
affected him with contemptuous
nope iessness. He saw no sense in
them but neither, as he confesse d
disgustedly to himself, could he,
e. en- if ne chose, possible acquire
them.
ave don't intrude, l hope, re-
peated the prince, closing the door
behind him, and sit ing down near
the Uttered centre table.
"Keep on hoping 7 youchsafed
ConoVer gruffly. What am L TO
do for your"
He could never grow accustomed
to this foreign son-in7iaw whom he
mad known but two days. Obe-
dent, for once, TO his wife, and to
his daughters written instructions,
he had yielded TO the marriage,
and consented TO it's performance
at the American Embassy at Paris
rather than at the white marble
Pompton Avenue "Mausoleum,'
and mad readily allowed himself to
be convinced tnat the union meant
a social stride for the entire fam
lily such as could never otherwise
have been attained.
His wife and daughter mad re-
turned from Europe just b aiore the
reception, bringing with them the
kIppy bridegroom. Caleb had
never before seen a prince. In
his youth, fairy tales had not been
his portion; so he had not even
the average child's conception of
a medieval Being in gold-spangled
doublet and hose, to guide him.
Hence his ideas had been more
than shadowy. What he had seen
was a very tall slender, very
handsome parsonage, whose cos
tunes and manner a keener judge
of fashion would have decided
were on a par with the princely
command of English: perfect, but
a trifle too carefully accentuated
to appeal to Yankee tastes.
Beyond the most casual inter-
course and table talk there had
been hitherto no scope for closer
mountaineering between the two
men. The reception had taken up
everyone's time and thoughts Ca
leb had, however, studied the
prince from afar, and had sought
to apply to him some of the
mum berless classifications in which
he was so unerringly wont to place
his fellow-men. But none of the
ready-made moulds seemed TO fit
the newcomer.
"What can / do for your repeat
ed Conover, looking ut his watch.
"In a few minutes I'm expecting
some"
ave shall not detain you long.
We have come to speak TO you on
IA rather delicate theme
"Delicate?n muttered Caleb glanc-
ing up from the politely embar-
rassed prince to his daughter.
dwell, speak it out, then. The
best treatment for delicate things
is little healthy exposure. What
is ito"
IL ventured to interrupt your la
bors," said d'Antri, his face re-
fleeing a gentle look of pain at
his hosts brusqueness, "to speak
to you in reference to your daugh-
ter's dot"
"Her which?" queried Caleb.
looking at the bride as though in
search of symptoms of some vio-
lent, unsupported malady.
"Amadeo means my dowry,T ex-
planned Blanche, with some i'm
patience. at is the custom, you
know, on the Continent"
Not on any part of the Contin-
ent I ever struck. And I've been
pretty much all over it from
Frisco TO Quebec. It's a new one