The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-03-13


shipment
'"Oh, yes. Read about 1t in the pa
pers. Rather a poetical title the re-
porters gave the Olympiad-'The Gold
IN Greyhound Yet the ship isn't a
dog; isn't even a bark. How'd you
find Cap'n Alb after his visitation from
PennythorpeT'
Extremely good natured and hos
pitable. but there was something
queer
At that moment there was a violent
knock at Marsh's door. followed i'm
mediately by the agitated form OF
Professor Pennythorpe, his hat on one
side and his cherished whiskers all
awry.
sextant. sir. my s%extant.' he roared.
then dropped upon a couch, overcome
by emotion.
After he was calmer the wretched
scientist explained that upon complet-
ing his observation at noon he had left
the instrument in his stateroom, N
when he returned IL was n
Couldn't you have laid it down else
where asked Marsh.
impossible, sir; l would not be so
careless"
you may have forgotten"
81 never forget" returned Penny
thorpe. disdainfully. and. as II unable
to endure such imputations against his
strength of mind. he hurried away,
growing deep toned threats. p
"Now, If they'd only taken him."
laughed Marsh, instead Of the SEX
tant- Well, how's the Christmas jam
borec getting onT'
That was a topic on which Brill
could and would talk with the great
est delight. At last Marsh yawned in
spite of himself, and his visitor made
off.
He found Aristides still engrossed i'm
the book of engines. Another was on
the table, and he picked it up me-
chanically.
Find this in the library, Jayy' he
asked.
NO; Chief Engineer Tyson loaned
me that
There was silence for some minutes.
as Brill prepared for his berth. Then
he said casually: II
ibid you zeal that we're out of our
course:''
"Oh. yes, yesterday" replied Steb-
bins. looking up from his fascinating
pages. His master regarded him with
inquiry. MIR. Tyson told me-" he ex
planned.
What does he think OF it,
II haven't heard him say but one
thing"
well you oyster, what was that?'
"He talked up the speaking tube this
afternoon. and then exclaimed, but not
looking at me, In the name of Jupiter.
what's got into the old man." 4
When Brill awoke next morning and
peered from his portfolio, the damp
gray darkness that met his vision told
Of another stratum of fog. But it
mattered little, for TO him there was
brightness and cheer in the knowledge
that at $3.50 the Christmas concert com
mittee was to meet. That committee
hdu put WV lutlADtlS, 81 luI Us ut
was concerned.
After breakfast he went to the IL
brary. that by no possibility should he
be late. 1t was empty, a V for the
souls of men in the bookcases. lie
tried TO commune with one of them,
but found no answering thrill.
He had not long to wait, for Marion
Jennison was also early. His heart
leaped. as he wondered If her interest
had been similar TO his own. He soon
knew the truth.
II came early" she said. because l
wanted to thank you for your kindness
to my father last night. Oh. yes, he
told me how you made it possible for
him to see the captain. His mind was
much relieved after that
Brill murmured something depreca-
tory.
"Oh. | think it was a great deal of
trouble for n stranger" the girl per-
sisted.
A stranger That took all the joy
from the thanks.
Just then Marsh hustled in, radiat-
ing good cheer from his portly person.
Good morning, Miss Jennison,' he
cried briskly. Morning, Overton,
Pretty foggy. but you two seem cheer
full enough
Brill would have given half his
wealth could he have been certain that
he saw Marion Jennison's eyes fall at
this pointed sally, but he knew he
must be mistaken.
"Ah, here's another Of the commit
tee continued Marsh.
At the word in rushed Professor
Pennythorpe. apparently i'll no mood
for Christmas concert discussion.
Good morning, professor. Found
your seXtant?' asked the commercial
man.
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