Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1914-10-16

there was to be tennis until flve
O'Clock. When Harrigan was reason
ably sure that they were half the dis
lance to the coloners villa, he put on
his hat. whistled to the dachel and
together they took the path to the
village.
Wed look fine drinking tea,
wouldn't we, old scout?" reaching
down and tweaking the dogs velvet
ears They don't understand. and it's
no use trying to make 'em. Nora gets
as near as possible. Herr Rosen!
Now, where have seen his phiz be-
fore? l wish had a real man to
talk to. Abbott sulks half the time,
and the Barone can't get joke un-
less it's driven in with q mallet On
your way, old scout, or Ill step on
you. Let's see If we can hoof it down
to the village at trot without taking
the count"
He had but two errands to execute.
The first was accomplished expeditely
in the little tobacconist's shop under
the arcade, where the purchase Of a
box OF Minghetti cigars promised later
solace. The second errand took time
and elaboration. He studied the long
shelves Of Tauchnitz. Having red cor
puscles In superabundance, he natur.
ally preferred them in his literature.
in the same quantity.
Ever read this?" asked a pleasant
voice from behind, indicating Rodney
Stone" with the ferrule Of cane.
Harrigan looked up. mo. What's
it about?"
Best story Of the London prize ring
ever written. You're Mr.. Harrigan.
aren't your
YES" difidently.
my name is Edward Courtlandt. II
l am not mistaken, you were a great
friend of my fathers
Are you Dick Courtlandt's boy?"
Il am"
We'll, say!" Harrigan held out his
hand and was gratified to encounter
mans grasp. so you're Edward
Courtlandt? Now, what do you think
Of that! Why, your father was the
best sportsman l ever met Square as
In his makeup He used come to
the bouts in his plug hat and dress
suit; always had q seat by the ring.
l could hear him tap with his cane
when there happened to be q bit of
pretty sparring. He was no SLOUGH
himself when it came to putting on
the mitts. Many's the time I've had
q round or two with him in my old
gymnasium. Well, well! It's good to
see man again. I've seen your name
in the papers, but never knew you
was Dicks boy. You've got an old
grizzlys head in your dining room
at home. Some day I'll tell you how
1t got there, when you're not in
hurry. l went out to Montana for
scrap, and your dad went along. After
the mill was over, we went hunting.
Come up to the villa and meet the
folks. ;. Hang 1t, l forgot They're
up to Oakley Webster's to tea; pifils
water and sticky sponge cake. want
you to meet my wife and daughter"
Il should be very pleased to meet
them" So this was Nora's fatherl
Wont you come along with me to
the colOners?" with sudden inspira,
ton. Here was an opportunity not
to be thrust aside lightly.
why. just begged OF. They won't
be expecting me now"
All the better. I'd rather have you
introduce me to your family than to
have the colonel. AS a matter of fact,
told him l couldn't get up. But /
changed my mind. Come along"
But the pup and the cigar box?
Send them up"
Harrigan eyed his own spotless
aannels and compared them with the
Others. What was good enough for
the son of millionaire was certainly
good enough for him. Besides, It
would be bully good joke on Nora
and Molly.
You're on!" he cried. Here was a
lark. He turned the dog and the
purchases over to the proprietor, who
promised that they should arrive in,
stantly at the villa
Padre, my shoe pinches." said Nora
with pucker between her eyes.
MY child" replied the padre, never
carry your vanity into q shoemaker's
shop. The happiest man 10 he who
walks in loose shoes"
IF they are his own, and not in.
herited," quickly
The padre laughed quietly. He was
very fond of this new-found daughter
of his. Her spontaneity, her bloom.
ing beauty, her careless observation Of
convention. her independence. had cap
tivated him.
(TO BE CONTINUED)