Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1915-07-14

Judge Bright was to be his first cli-.
ent. The young. man was to design
cent home in Upper Corinth, a struc-
ture that would cost no less than $780,
600.
"Td sooner entrust the Job to you.
Eric. h a to any OF those chaps In
Boston, with all their training and
prised and overwhelmed u%ndergradu-
ate. You've got ideas, and that's
what I want. Think over the plans
while you're in Paris, and, in case you
write to Joan. who Is j one you'll
have to please after all, discuss them
with her. She's got ideas, too"
OF course, when the news got abroad
Judge Bright's palatial residence, the
like Of which Corinth had never seen
except as a trespasser, there was q
general sniff Of amazement. More than
one OF the selectmen and practically the
entire congregation Of the First Con-
the judge, admitting that it was none
Of their business. of course, and declar-
ing that they liked Eric, and all that.
and that he would be a great architect
some. day, but for heavens sake, et
cetera. ct cetera.
Joan was not so pessimistic.
"Tll help you with the plans. Eric"
she announced blissfully. I'VE must
make no mistake. It must be perfect
in every respect. Because, don't you
see. you I will live in 1t some day"
Eric held up his hands in horror.
live in Corinth after I've got a good
start in the world? Do o think I'd
bury myself and you here?"
IT'S a nice old place." She protested.
$50 is the world a nice old place.
Well go out and live in 1t somewhere"
But papa's building this house for
me-" she lamented. He looked glum.
IT'S a deuce Of a dilemma. I
can't give you up and I won't give up
the commission"
WELL. why should we borrow trou-
ble?" she cried gaily. Father will live
in 1t for years and years. We can
spend some Of our time with him.
1t. When we're quite old we can close
it in the winter and let 1t in the sum-
mer!"
We must not forget Adam Carr. 1t
would not be fair to him. If we pause
but for g. moment to consider his own
months during which Eric heard moth
ing of the man, then suddenly he
would appear, as IL from nowhere,
calmly to resume relations as II they
had separated no longer ago than the
night before. He would drop in on
the young man at MS IOOmS III NdLn.
bridge, always without warning, but
never by any chance when he was
away or when he had company there
; Or he would be sitting in the shade
Of the trees that surrounded old Jabez
Cars watch house above Todville,
quite Us IL he always had been sitting
there. smoking a pipe with his father
that never quite got owe being afraid
to approach him. Or, again, he would
come upon Eric in q New York thor
oughfare, never saying 'how-do-you
do" but always beginning q onver
sation with some remark which fitted
were in the young mans mind at the
moment. 1t was uncanny, and yet
Eric never experienced a single sen
sation Of uneasiness or repulsion.
Somehow, 1t seemed to him that Adam
Carr vas sc much q part of his W
existence that he was with him in
spirit at all times. no matter how
great the distance that separated their
bodies.
Once, just before commencement
day, Adam appeared on the campus. He
came up from behind al spoke to Eric,
who turned without surprise, as
though he had been aware of his
presence ali the time. You would
have thought he was continuing a
conversation that had not been divert
ed for a moment, much less by a lapse
OF Ave months OF more.
II guess Horace has about given up
hope of Chetwynd ever, turning up to
be forgiven" he remarked, in the most
casual manner
Again. n night in the Champs
Elysees, he came upon the young
American unexpectedly.
whats the news from Corinth?" he
asked, without preamble, speaking as
4 II from the darkness. Eric turned to
find his queer friend standing at his
elbow. idly gazing at b .gaudy retinue
.0f.sKing. Sasowith Of Camhodia, who
concubines. from Pre- Catalin, where
he had been the unit Of attraction
since the sun went down.
This time. Eric confided t o the de-
tective that the situation was getting
on his nerves."
I'm &c sorry for them that I've half
q mind to tell the truth. Mr.. ADAM -
why. they're simply grieving their
hearts out. It would be the greatest
blessing in the world II they knew
that he could never come back"
Adam chuckled. II suppose you think
old Horace would fall on your neck
and say thank you kindly. Ell? Well.
he wouldn't my boy. He'd see to 1t
a drop Of five or six feet. Be patient.
Before long I'll report to him that
Chetwynd Is no more. It may interest
you to know that I drop Horace q line
occasionally to let him know that I'm
still on the lookout for his erring Off
spring. It's getting to be somewhat of
o tax on me, writing these letters. I've
these days-soOn, perhaps-Tll get SO
tired Of It that I'll put an end to Our