Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-05-08
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tcOpyrieht by ". G. Chapman,

mined now to brazen out the affair
once the confederates had out HAYNES
away; they could do it again. He
shipped pistol into his pocket and
called his stenographer.
Miss Haynes!" he shouted.
she came in Immediately; a pretty.
fair-ha1red girl, carrying a sheaf Of pa-
pers. = -
Never mind that, Eleanor" he said
ieering at her. "Sit down. I want to
talk to you. my DEAR
She shot swift glance at him: she
saw that he had been drinking again.
On such occasions her fear of him
would almost overmaster her. She
would have left him long ago-but she
was his ward. She was penniless, help
less. ignorant of the world of business
outside the Grand Valley. Jack Poole
had meant to keep her SO.
Come here. my DEAR" said Poole,
stretching out his arms toward her.
DO you know you are growing into
devilishly pretty girl?"
Please, Mr.. Poole!" she said i'm
ploringly.
Please nothing!" he retorted. See
here, you imp, haven't YOU any graft
tude in your makeup? Didn't / drag
you out of the gutter and adopt you,
put you to school. and take you into
my Office when you left last year? And
when you refused to live in my house
and went to that cheap boarding place
I stood for 1t, l."
Il left your house. Mr.. Poole, when
your wife left you," she answered with
dignity. II could not have stayed I'M
der the circumstances; you must know
that"
well, suppose you did have to con-
ciliate these narrow people in Grand
Valley" he grumbled, sis that any rea-
son why you should refuse to act as
my ward? Amt you the same as a
daughter to me? And haven't you re-
fused to be seen with me in public,
or to have dinner with ma-yes, even
at restaurant"
"Please, Mr.. Poole"
please, Nh. Poole! he mimicked.
I'm mighty tired of this ingratitude,
you" He checked himself upon the
mounting of a vile epithet. "The
devil! What d'you suppose I've fed
you and clothed you and educated you
for all these years? Amt you going
to show any sense? Now see here.
he said, rising and staggering toward
her, I'm going to end this nonsense.
You're going to have dinner with me
| in a private room at Boards next
Friday evening, at seven. and after
ward-well, I'll tell you what when
we meet there. And if you defy me,
you can look for another job. And let
me tell you this, you won't get one In
Grand Valley. And l suppose you
haven't saved up too much money on
that FIVE dollars a week." he
| sneered.
seNow you think it over" he grum-
bIed. "You needn't show yourself here
again at all. If you act sensible and
meet me at Boards, you'll come back
to nv house and live in luxury; If you
don't you'd better get out OF town.
And there'l be a new stenograpner IN
your place tomorrow.
She had risen, pale and terrified;
sbe moved toward the door. Poole
would have detained her, but into MS
dr;nk-soaked brain there stole the
shadow of his fears, those fears wnlcn
he had forgotten In the excitement OF
bis chase He grunted and turned back
to his desk.
FINALLY. with a groan, he tore the
kilograms into small pieces and burned
them in his ash-tray. He called across
the partition:
"Nfiss Mills, see that no more news
napers are put on my desk until tell
Won. I'm tired of them don't want
to see any more. I'm sick OF this devil
chair, business" he muttered drunken
IL as he nut on his hat and staggered
into the hall.
He did not notice the crippled man
Who slowly thumped his way, on
crutches, along the street BEHIND nm.
IF he had done SO he would not nave
remembered him. But. though the
o~;rnIa saw him, he had no concern
NTH him lust then; he was STRIVING
desperately to keep in sight that niue
fqure that moved dejectediy along
Main street. :,
"How long d'you want room for
asked Mrs. Thompson, of No. q Grand
avenue. looking suspiciously upon tne
cripnle at tho door. He was not over,
well attired, he had no baggage. ana
under his long cvercoat was Dulglng
nackage shaped like an enormous
wheel. a;5
the cripple apologetically. I'm 2 WORK
ing man" he added, seeing ner glance
81 ar the instrument which be was carry
inc "a wheelwright- I'm on loD N
town and / got separated from my SUIT. :,
case. But I can pay you IN advance,
ha said ~and won't want to SIT az
vour table unless you'd like me-
sTt,ll be four dollars for the week :
rsnt . snapped Mrs. Thompson. 8
only rent by the week. and Il you say
nsr Of ! week that counts as . wnole
one And my tables full" 6ne re-
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