The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1914-08-01

mo thanks are due me, sir. or any
score. l acted as any sane man would
have found himself compelled to act
under similar circumstances. Good
night, sir"
Major Voolfolk echoed the naughty
good night with answering stiffness
and closed his door with unnecessary
vigor.
He was conscious Of having come
out second best in the encounter.
AS her father closed his door Ora
opened hers and made an intercepting
move toward Saterlee.
She had exchanged her street gown
for a pale blue wrapper that trailed
gracefully after her as she advanced
impulsively. By the light of a lamp
she had placed In the hall for his con-
venience Saterlee took pitifu, note of
her tear Redeemed eyelids and GRIM
soned cheeks.
II was In hopes you were sleeping
off your fatigue by this time" he said
with grave kindness.
She flung out her hands with a pas
Siohdtt ScSluIt.
Fatigue? Is that what yoH call 1t?
All, it is the ~sickening degradation Of
it all that is wearing me out"
major Voolfolk has had much to
unnerve him, and we of the strong sex
do not bear our troubles as heroically
as you women do. You draw strength
from within. We cast about us for
| something extrinsic to brace ourselves
up with or to render us oblivious, and
we generally manage to come to grief.
But we will not discuss the absent"
NO. she said with grateful eyes,
I'VE will not discuss him. / waited up
to thank you for the help you gave me.
/ do not know how / could have man.
aged without you, and-and-I want
to ask you to forget the unkind, I'M
grateful words poor papa SEN after
you Just now"
''They are already forgotten. l will
only remember your kinder ones"
"My juster ones" she answered, with
her lovely eyes full upon him.
She put her hand in his. He bent
over it reverently. The temptation to
press his lips to it beset him sorely.
With a quick sigh he released 1t and
passed on down the corridor.
"Our relations are altered In no par
ticular," he said sadly.
"She says she will come, Price. She
will come tomorrow, mother, immedi-
ately after her office hours"
Miss frankie divided this bit of in
formation impartially between her
nephew and her mother, with the eff
feet of a %conquering hero playing the
b~enefactor. She had just returned
from the village, and as her order book
for the next day contained a generous
demand for wedding decorations for
the butchers daughter, Miss frankie
was quite gay for her.
Price, with his arm still In a sling,
received her announcement with a
glad shout.
Good for you, st. Frances. / knew
you could fetch her around if mortal
could"
Miss frankie was thriftily smooth
ing her black taffeta gloves over her
knees.
Il had nothing to do with it but to
carry mothers message. That did the
whole business"
Price turned his shining eyes upon
his grandmother. 'Then thanks to you,
grand"
Her imperious majesty shifted scorn-
fully.
at was a forced hand with me, so
you can reserve your thanks. / could
not let you go about forever with your
bones decrepituding. if that is what
they are doing, and no doctor to look
after them"
A suppressed smoker moved young
Mr.. Sheldon's blond mustache. He
had the grace to fasten his blue eyes
on his grandmother's crochet needles
as he said:
"Crepitating is what DIR. Voolfolk
called it. 1t does sound alarming. but
/ guess she will bring me out all right"
Mrs. Sheldon looked at her grandson
over her spectacles somewhat dubious
ly. Then she shook her gray curls
meditatively.
"Shotwell could have brought you
out all right Just as well. You are
dreadfully obstinate, Price. l cannot
conceive where you get your stubborn
ness from"
Price smiled on her sweetly.
"No more can l. grand. Original sin
/ suppose. When DIR. Ora comes out
to look after my decrepituding bones
we will get her opinion on hereditary
traits. She can't possibly get here be-
fore noon If she waits for her office
hours"
A shadow fitted across his bright
face. He was conscious of a great i'm
patience and a restless desire to see
his cousin installed in her right place
among her W people.
His grandmother jerked yards of