The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-09-09
CHAPTER vi.
Eleanor.


CHAPTER vi.
Eleanor.
And then cams the telegram
from President Brewster that he.
accompanied by some friends"
expected to make a tour of the
Red Butte Western. Lidger-,
wood was on the platform wait
ing, the day the Nadia, Brew
ster's private car, rolled in.
Brewster alone left the car.
Hello, Howard" he called.
"Climb up into the Nadia and
we'll give you luncheon. That
ought to tempt any man who has
to live In Angels the year round.
Lidgerwood accepted the invi-
tation. Mr.. Brewster opened the
car door, and the superintendent
followed him across the threshold.
The comfortable loungfng room
of the Nadia was not empty; nor
was 1t peopled by a group of Mr..
Brewster's business associates.
Seated on a wicker divan drawn
out to face one side of the wide
side windows was a young we
man, with a curly-headed, clean
faced young man beside her. A
little farther along, a rather aus
tere lady. Mrs. Brewster In fact.
looked up from her magazine tol
say. why. Howardl Mr.. Brews-
ter has been fooling us. He told
miles from Angels"
= And in the farthest corner of
the open compartment, facing
Af hAr al III In.
'S"-shaped double chair, were
two other young people, man
and a woman. Truly,
young woman filling half of the
tete-a-tete chair was that one perl
son whom Lidgerwood would
have circled the globe to avoid
meeting.
Taking his cue from certain
passages in the book of painful
memories. Lidgerwood meant to
obey his first impulse, which
prompted him to follow Mr..
Brewster to the private office
state-room in the forward end of
the car. disregarding the couple
In the tete-atete contrfvance. But
-the triumphantly beautiful young
woman would by no means sane
tion any such easy solution of the
difficulty.
mot a ward for me, Howard?"
she protested. Then: For PHYS
sakei what have you been doing
to yourself to make you look SO
hollow-eyed and anxious?" After
which she presented her COM
panion of the "S"-shaped chair.
Possibly you will shake hands a
little less abstractedly with Mr..
Van Lew. Herbert, this is Mr..
Howard Lidgerwood, my cousin.
several times removed"
tGlad to meet you, Mr.. Lidger-
wood, I'm sure" said the young
man. Miss Eleanor has been
telling me about you-marooned
out here in the Red Desert. BY
Jovei don't you know l believe I'd
like to try It awhile myself. It's
ages since I've had a chance tol
kill a man, and they tell me-
Lidgerwood laughed, recogniz-
ing Miss Brewster's romancing
gift, or the results of 1t.
We shall have to arrange a
little roundup of the bad men
from Bitter Greek for you, Mr.. |
Van Lew. hope you brought
your armament along-the regu-I
1ation ASS and all that"
Miss Brewster laughed deris-
sfvely.
Don't let him discourage you.
Herbert" she Knocked. Bitter
Greek is in Wyoming-or is 1t in
Montana2" this with a quick lit
tie eye-stab for Lidgerwood.
A moment later Lidgerwood
succeeded in getting away, and upl
to luncheon hour talked copper
and copper prospects to Mr.. Brew
ster in the seelusion of the presi-
dents office compartment.
by the way, there were a few
silver strikes over in the Tim
anyonis about the time of the Red
Butte gold excitement. Brewster
remarked Some of them have
grown to be shippers haven
they?"
ssOnly two, of any Importance.
replied the superintendent: the
Ruby, in Ruby Gulch, and Flem-
listers WRESTLER, at Little Butte. |
You couldn't call either of them
q bonanza. but they are both ship
ping fair ore in good quantities"
f.F1emisters" said the president
freflectively. Hes character
Know him personally, Howard9s
"A little" the superintendent
admitted.
A little Is a-plenty. It
wouldn't nav YOU to know him