White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-08-23

railway station.
Through all this time Norton, the
reporter, ~Hargreave's only friend,
slept the sleep of the just and un-
Just. He rarely opened his eyes be-
J fore moor
/ Group after group of passengers
Jones eyed eagerly. Often, just as
be was IN the act of approaching a
couple of young women, some man
would hurry up, and there would be
kisses or handshakes. At length
/, the crowd thinned, and then 1t was
that he discovered a young girl
perhaps IS, accompanied by a
young In the early thirties.
They had the appearance of eagerly
awaiting some one Jones stepped
forward with a good deal of diff
denee.
You are waiting for some one?"
Yes" said the elder woman,
colby.
"A broken bracelet"
The distrust on both faces vanish
ed instantly. The young girls face
frightened, her eyes sparkled with
suppressed excitement.
You are So my father"
No, MISS" very gravely. Il am
the butler"
Let me see your part of the
bracelet said the young girls
guardian, a teacher who had been
assigned to this delicate task by
Miss Farlow. who could not bring
herself to say good-by to Florence
anywhere except at the school gates.
The halves were produced and
examined.
Il believe we may trust him
Florence
Let us hurry to the taxicab. We
must not stand here
MY mother?"
She is dead. | believe she died
shortly after your birth. have
been with your father but fourteen
years. | know but little of his life
prior TO that"
why did he leave me all These
| years without ever coming to SET
me? Why?"
1T Is not for me. Miss Florence
to inquire into your fathers act
was meant for the best. Your vel
, fare was everything to him"
1T is all very strange" said tn,
girl, bewilderedly. why didn't h
come to meet me instead OF you?"
Jones stared at his hands, miser
ably.
"Why?s she demanded. II hay,
thought of him. thought of him. HI
has hurt me with all this neglect.
expected to see him al the station
to throw my arms around his necl
and forgive HIM" Tear
swan in her eyes as she spoke.
Everything will be explaine,
to you when We reach the house
But always remember this. Mis-
Florence: You we're everything Il
this wide world to your father. 70
will never know the misery an
loneliness he suffered that You nigh
not have one hour of unrest. Wha
are your plans2H he asked abrupt
of the teacher from Miss Farlow'.
That depends she answered
laying her hand protectingly Owe
the girls.
"You could leave Miss Farlow'
on the moment"
Yes"
Then o will stay and be Mis-
Florenee's companion"
GLADLY
What is my fathers name?s
"Hargreave. Stanley Hargreave.
The girls eyes widened In terror
Suddenly she burst into a will
frenzy of sobbing. her head agains
the shoulder of her erstwhile teach
er.
Jones appeared visibly shocked
What is it?"
I'VE read the story in the news
paper said the elder woman. he
own eyes filling with tears. "Th
poor child To have all her castles
in-air tumble down like this, Blu
what authority have you to engag
me?"
Jones produced a document, dull
signed by Hargreaye. and witnessel
and sealed by a notary. in which i
was set forth that Henry Jones. but
Ter and valet to Stanley Hargreave
had full powers of attorney in tn
event of his death. till Florence be
came of legal age.
Said Jones as he put the docu
ment back in his pocket What i
your name?"
Susan Wane."
DO you love this child?"
with all my heart. the poor un
happy babel"
Thank you
Inside the home he conductei
them through the various rooms. a
the same time telling them wha
had taken place during the proceed
ing night.
They have not found his body?
asked Florence. MY poor. poo
father"
Florence kissed her ~fervently
What Is your opinion of the but
ier?"
II think We may both trust hir
absolutely"
Then Florence began explorin
the house. Susan followed he
closely. Florence peered behind tn
mirrors. the pictures, in the drawer
of the desk, in the bookcases.