The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1913-02-08

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nad arr-nged for the coming ssass ana
hesitated. She wished some one was
courageous enough to suggest that
they eat before they leave.
Certainly not said the general.
But II We had consulted them before
we left"
'sort Of In the fashion Of IN oracle"
sneered Henrietta; sssshe began slowly
70 gather up the napkins and tho wood
On plates.
Tell me-" said Bsrtlett calmly, i'm.
personally, not 10 one desiring IN AZ
gument, but simply % an humble seek.
Or after knowledge. With no prior
views on the subject, tell me, can you
never make mistake Il you have
blue book?"
"No." said Henrietta. never. With
the blue book one could 60 directly to
heaven. It would be impossible not
b."
Billy laughed:
"Billy would laugh at her funeral"
said Bartlett coldly.
I'VE haven't anything to cry ahout,s
said the Watermelon, frankly unoon-
cerned. "1t's for the man who owns
the house to do the crying"
"How did you get hsref" demanded
the general, ~ Alphonss went to get
the blue book. for the general could no
longer be gainsaid in his desire for
his book. els this where tho Higgins
home should be?''
why no, father" said Henrietta,
cor It would be here"
Il meant, Henrietta, did We como
the right way7 II we took every turn
and have come far enough and not too
Tar, this should be the Higgins house"
1T should be- admitted Bartlett
"But it isn't"
why not eat here!'' suggested tho
Watermelon, unimpressed by the a.
pect Of the affair as It struck the 9th.
ers. I'VE can hunt for the Higgtnses
afterward. They ought 10 DO around
somewhere unless we're hslplessly
lost" d.
Henrietta smiled and took out the
napkins she had laid back in the has.
ket. 1T won't take US long," she
agreed. I'VE don't need to have any
tea"
'tNo." protested Bartlett, glancing at
tho door and listening for the crunch
Of wheels on the gravel without, mo,
we must leave ut once. We aren't
lost. The Higginses' is probably the
next house."
suppose It isn't" said Billy.
"Just co.: answered the general.
1--WE will return to the village and put
up at the hotel. It isn't late"
cts half-past eleven" said Henriet.
to; glancing at her watch.
| Alphonse returned, blase. indi1er.
emit. There are ;,no books" said he,
devoid Of all interest in the affair.
mo books7" cried the general. "Al.
phonse. what has become Of them
Did you take them out Of the car BIO.
fore We left?"
NO." said Alphonse, and violent,
positive protestations could not have
been more convincing.
But where ara itheyf left them In
the car: N, .,.
They probably ss,1 out, father"
said Henrietta.
They have never italian out before, "
snorted the general, with base suspi.
cions against Henrietta.
I'VE can get another tomorrow
said Henrietta. I'VE win simply re.
turn to the hotel insthe village for the
night" And once more she replaced
the napkins IN the basket.
yes" agreed Bartlett. There is q
good hotel near the railroad tracks"
where are the railroad tracks 2"
asked the general who had lost all
faith in Bartlett's, knowledge Of the
country. I'VE passed no railroad
tracks" fl*t
"Just before You come to the vii.
J lage." retorted Bartlett, irritated as q
badgered animal "You have to cross
! them as you come up the main street. "
we crossed none" said the general,
with the indifference Of one who real.
lies that there is no more to hope for.
Tho boat is sinking, let it sink The
last cent gone and the landlord com.
Ing for two month"; reat. Let him
come. f
NO." said Billy gently. I'VE didn't
/; father" ~
"Why, we did, we must have" pro.
tested Bartlett. IF always come hers
. on the railroad train. They have to
, dag it. but 1t stops. Why, know there
are tracks there" ~
They were all gathered around tho
table, except the Watermelon AMI Al
phonse. Aphonse still stood by the
, door, hat in hand. He was merely q
paid hireling. His masters affairs
wero none of hfa The Watermelon
still sat on the dresser and swung hil
feet. The predicament was only one
Of the many he was moro or less al