The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-02-25

\ which he attacked his daily schedu
carried him far, and made his progre.
= phenomenal but he was spendin
+ capital OF nerve and health, and Geore
Lescott began to fear a break-dow
for his protege. He discussed th
matter with Adrienne. and the gii
began to promote In the boy an intel
est In the duck-shooting trip-an II
terest which had already awakened
Il despite the riiemans inherent cor
L tempt for shotguns.
| Il reckon I'd like It, all right" h
said. and I'll bring back some ducks
II I'm lucky"
So, Lescott arranged the outfit, ant
Samson awaited the news OF the com
Ing flights
That same evening. Farbish dropped
Into the studio, explaining that he had
been buying . picture at Collassos
and had taken the opportunity to stop
BY and hand Samson . visitors card
TO the Kenmore club. He found the
ground OF interest fallow, and artfully
sowed It with well chosen anecdotes
calculated to stimulate enthusiasm.
On leaving the studio, he paused to
say:
TN let you know when conditions
are just right" Then, he added, as
though in afterthought: "And III ar
range so that you won't run up on
Wilfred Horton"
What's the matter with Wilfred
Horton?" demanded Samson, a shade
CURLY.
Nothing at ALL replied Farbish,
with entire gravity. Personally,
Ike Horton immensely. | simply
thought you might find things more
congenial when he wasn't among
those present"
Samson was puzzled, but he did not
fancy hearing from this mans lips
criticisms upon friends of his friends.
We'll, reckon" he said, coolly
I'D like him, too
Il beg your pardon" said the other.
Il suppose you knew, or / shouldn't
have mentioned the subject. / seem
to have said too much"
See here, Mr. Farbish," Samson
spoke quietly, but imperatively; IF
you know any reason why | shouldn't |
meet Mr. Wilfred Horton, l want you
TO tell me what 1t is. He Is friend |
Of my friends. You say you've said
too much. | reckon you've either
said too much. or too little"
Then, very insidiously and artistical-
y, seeming all the while reluctant and
apologetic, the visitor proceeded to
plant in Samson's mind an exagger-
lted and untrue picture of Horizons
contempt for him and of Horizons re-
eminent at the favor shown him by
he Lescotts.
Samson heard him out with a face
set, and his voice was
oft as he said simply at the end:
I'm Obliged to you"
Samson did not appear at the Les
oft house for two weeks after that.
ie had begun to think that, if his
oipg there gave embarrassment to
he girl who had been kind to him, |
were better TO remain away /
Il don't belong here" he told him a
slf, bitterly. II reckon everybody ,
lat knows me in New York. except C
lie Leseotts, is laughing at me be- C
nd my back" o
He worked flercely, and threw into v
8 work such fire and energy that It "
lme out again converted into bold h
sss OF stroke and an almost savage t
gor OF drawing. The instructor Of
'dded his head over the easel. and C,
'ssed on to the next student without te
wing left the defaclng mark of his g
lentless crayon. To the next pupil, Y
said: W
Watch the way that man South bi
avs. He's not clever. He's elemen- IT.
lily sincere, and. II he goes on, the m
st thing you know he will be a por. pl
ut painter. He won't merely draw je
es and lips and noses. but character tr'
d virtues and vices showing out fri
-ough them" he
And Samson met every gaze with Al
loldering savagery, searching for tn
ne one who might be laughirr ut biz
n openly, or even covertly, int, I'd Gis
behind his back. The long-st;h = thi
fighting lust in him craved o, X : col
Iity TO break out and relieve tie ma
ssure on his soul. But 1ae So
ghed an,
inc afternoon late In 1r-"van5s.. a fas
of billiards swept STING down :
Atlantic seaboard from the polar -
s. with wet flurries Of snow and thii
!. on on the marshes where the har
more CLUB had its lodge, the live enc
oys stretched their clipped wings, to {
raised their green necks restively the
the salt wind. and listened. With
n. they had heard, faint and far to
y, the first notes of that Wild 81
MS with which the skies would ring he
the southerly migrations ended bed
e horizon-distant honking OF high. 81
< water fowl. son.
len II was that Farbish dropped FL
18th marching orders, and Samson, Il
ming to be away where there were Of a
skies, packed George Lescott's you
owed paraphernalia, and prepared war;
ave that same night. gun
bile he was packing. the telephone He
, and Samson heard Adrienne's II ii
} at the other end OF the wire. He
4. a. .