New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-01-25


taken III the inhabitants Of Port Hatch
and waited them away forever to some new land There
was but one light visible and Burmah, with twinge OF
conscience identified the that shone from above
the hardware store where the ccr Todd had his abode
and was at that moment doubc;sy walking the floor
and suffering torments Of anxiety he wlio" pace
was dark and the vines that trlc from the flower
boxes over her balcony appeared polshc and notion
less From the distance came the heavy, restless
Woofr Of one of the lions Gagged in the geological gar
dcn as if he longcd for freedom and night wandering
beneath the moon. In subduci monotone coull De
heard the sullen lash Of the against the wharvcs
beaches and cliffs Of Port Hatch. Gone were the voices
Of those who laughed or sang when the mght was
scarcely old and gone the sounds OF music bursting
.,reesslv from some residence where jovial party
had gathered for the evening Port Hatch was IKE
tomb.
Come on up. Colonel Burmah said, as he threw the
switch inside the doorway and flooded the stairs with
light ITS come TO place where me and you've got to
have a talk
The Colonel after consulting his watch meekly toll
lowed and they entered the clubrooms that Hubbard
had decorated with such interest and where but few
months before there would have been at this hour con-
vivial reminiscing crowd Of men. The steward, last
Of little force that had dwnllcd away to the four cor
ncrs of the world aroused himself eepiy and came tor
ward TO do their bidding Burmah observed that the
man looked tired, and commented on the fact.
81 am Mr. Jones" the steward said What with
being the only servant in the club Sir and dong all the
anitor work, well as what httc else Ihcc l. ~ w. II
gets monotonous.
We'll. suppose you get something TO drink some
thing long and COOL and then 60 to bed, Burmah sug-
gested. "I'll turn out the lights when we 60
Thank you, Sir, said the steward, taking the order
and slipping noiselessly away to fill 1t.
Burmah and the Colonel settled into the commodiouS
chairs that had been provided by the latter IN the days
Ii. ni in thoffphf
The Colonel drummed absently on the table beside his
chair and Burmah leaned far back and stared at the
dark beams above him. at the pancel walls, and the
massive wroupht-iron lamp that swung from the ceiling
by heavy chains Testers contribution to the room lie
said nothing until after the steward had babe them
goodnight and then looked kecnly at the Colonel to dis
cover his mood, and spoke.
Colonel he said, "docs it strike YOU that we haven't
sold a single lot since the day knew that Seattle was
20 get the road?'
Il didn't know it; but ! reckon that must be about
So the Colonel replied with trace OF WEAKNESS IN his
voice.
And guess you must also have figured out that we
ain goin to sell any more haven't you Burmah asked
The Colonel reused himself and scowled at the glass
he held in his hand. "Naybe won't now, he said;
but they Il sell sometime sure! Its got to come Port
Hatch has got to be a city! Nothing can stop hcr.
Burmah toerantly tipped an ash toward a tray and
prepared himself for argument. His native tact ana
diplomacy were summoning themselves to his desire.
Quite right, he said softly; but in the meantime 1t
strikes me we ought to get away from here and keep
busy somewheres else"
The Colonel did not answer Burnah surmiscd that
perhaps he fearing that he Burmah, was also going
I, desert.
Not that Il 60 you won't, he said, TO assuagc any
fear the Colonel might have; but that if you'll 30,
think we ought TO- I'll take OF them that's stuck
here that they'll have chance to come out even or
ahead You leave Uncle Jeff and his woman to look
after the villa, and you and nell 60 somewhere and
make some money.
Make money" the Colonel repeated. ~ gentleman