The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1915-04-02
peaf on both sheets" proclaimed

maven ! the least idc:, what yOu re driv-
ing hf:' returned his friend. still thor
o'lg'llN puzzled. Marsh came close and
dropped his voice.
'NallS may have cars as we'll as
voices ON this ship" he whispered.
Jose Benedict wrote something at the
library desk tonight. and when Miss
!Fhn,>"n went for paper this with
winch ! have experimental was immc-
dlaf"'y beneath. AS he evidently used
a l1ard ~l"Hdpencil"-
1T made an impression on the sheet
beh"ntl',' cried Brill.
"F7ain as Il pikcstaff..'
The younger man was thoughtfully
silent for Il moment, then he gazed at
Mhrsh's mild blue eyes as if he would
penetrate to the active brain beyond.
whats your idea of this:" he ask
ed slowly.
ION, of course his operator may have
t"ld him the news first, and he may
nave been writing out the message for
practice, or to send somebody a copy,
or | may have dreamed it. as we did
the sounds next door. To he serious, l
N--''N E'bNN4I Nloic IL " lS ODC1d-
tor to give out as a bona tidc dis
patch"
what on earth can be his objcct:'
I'm not prophet enough to solve
that, but be sure he has an object.'
SAD Marsh earnestly. Jose Benedict
doesn't waste time playing jokes
Christmas morning broke over the
wintry sea with glittering splendor,
and when Brill came out on deck with
Sfcbbins, to be greeted by the merry
situations Of officers and passengers,
he felt his heart leap forth to meet the
beauty Of the day and the spirit Of
cheer that seemed to be in the very air
he breathed.
Surely there was no room in all the
exquisite heavens for the black vision
+" of a Mexican face; the vision vanished
at the mere thought that she was to
be his w special comrade throughout
the day. Happy fates had ordained that
they decorate the drawing room in the
f~orenoon-a long, very long process
Brill promised himself it should be
and there was the rehearsal in the
afternoon. quite likely to consume
much time, and the official concert in
the evening; for both of these func-
tions the young man had already con-
stitnted himself music turner in ordi-
nary to her majesty Queen Marion.
And there was to be a special supper
after the entertainment; they would go
in together. probably. and another hour
would be his.
All this was SO exceedingly fascinat-
ing in prospect that Brill sang snatchcs
of sentimental tunes and whistled to
fill in the gaps as he strobe back and
forth on the deck, dutifully followed
by Stebbins. who was ravenously hun
Cry, and who hailed the approach of
Marsh as that Of a deliverer.
Merry Christmas, Overflow cried
the commercial Traveller heartily.
Been hunting you everywhere. Hus-
tie in to breakfast: you're the last. and
we want to get YOU to the drawing
room so the decorating committee can
get to work"
The rapidity of Brill's meal discon-
certed Aristidcs somewhat: he could
- Va oNA Nth oStIl
to stop when his patron did.
In an hour the committee was in full
tide of activity. Next to the %irreprcs-
sible Marsh, who dominated everything
by his marvellous agility. Marion Jen-
nison ruled the affairs of men. She
was more animated than Brill had yet
G her. and as she hustled about
with parted lips and shining eyes. suc-
costing hero. commanding there, en-
treating midway, the young man re-
membered with n smile of approval
that Rousseau had said somewhere
that if young of quality would
only become housemaids they would
be more fascinating than in m other
guise. Certainly this particular girl
was adorable as she busted the little
trees that Marsh had evolv-
cd from some mysterious source, shook
out the flags and bunting and dcftly
made loops and r~oscttcs in the fabric.
Marsh had seized pom Stehbins as
a general utility man and now set him
at the task of fastening the f~estoons Of
color around the sides of tic room.
! SIllI tIh'l ~ ~ up '''1> t' VII VI
rand hoy before he could formulate
any sufficiently dignitied protest. When
he launched forth into a recital OF
what he did on Christmas day. 1898,
Marsh said solemnly:
"Profcssor, I'm afraid VIC can't go
on without a marlinspikc. May l ask
if you will hc SO kind as to go to the
fo'castle and get ope"'
"What do YOU want a marlinspikc
for::" asked Brill. after the man of sci
cnce had departed.
Don't want one. Want to stop Pen
n%ythorpc. He's manipulating the con-
versation. Reminds me of II whale
always blowing"
.Aristidcs found this peculiar Mr..
Marsh very enjoyable today.