The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1915-05-14
BEAUTIFUL
EYES
ACase Of Mistaken Identity.
By c. 5. THOMPSON
Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co.

been coming here the last TWO Gays
Young Van Norden looked up with
boyish blue eyes. rather annoyed by
the loud voice in the quiet Of his pri.
vate office. BE was further struck by
the mans ugliness - ford cheek.
with smallish. keen eyes and a square
set jaw.
II beg your pardon" said young Van
Norden. pointing to q chair. "Your
name?' he went on with emphasis.
me? Oh. it's all right. Mr.. Van
Norden." answered the caller. placing
his derby hat on the door. I'm from
the central office. Murdock's my name.
This girl-she's been looking for you,
as I get it. Missed you both days. So
I take 1t she'll be IN hand this after
noon."
well, what Of it, Mr.. Murdoch"
III I amt mistaken, Mr.. Van Norden.
shes coming for money. Just hear
what she has to say. She'll tell a sob
story II ! have my guess. Wen be
waiting outside. In case you happen to
need u.s."
Mr.. Van Norden let his caller out by
way Of the front of1ce-a with a
blackboard on which a boy was chalk
ing up stock quotations.
he returned to his private office.
where about an hour later he found
himself staring down into a pair OF
beautiful dark eyes. very soft and fem
mime. Her cheeks were pale, but with
out powder. Her gown had simple yet
pleasing lines. with a satisfying bar
mOny Of color. q shade Of tan with
trimmings of fine white lace.
Il beg your PARDON" be said when
the Office boy had gone. But | didn't
get the name"
Miss Summerton," she answered.
holding aside d small hand bag.
Miss Summerton." he went on when
she had become seated. THE boy said
you wished to see me on q personal
matter. | believe"
I'm coming on rather an odd mis-
SION" she began with a touch Of color
II want to interest you. Mr.. Van Nor
den. in a case Of charity"
What is odd about it,"
We'll. Nottingham Is. excepting
the fact that he once traded with your
firm"
who Is the manY"
His name Is Observation-Disclosures
Wentworth"
"Wentworth." he said. wheeling in
his chair so that he faced the other
way. Eyes, father once did business
with a man named Wentworth-a
James Wentworth. A tall, handsome
man with black hair. A regular athlete,
If I'm not mistaken. Always In the
top Of fashion"
He isn't anything like that now
she answered slowly. Hes an old man
with snow white hair, and altogether
he's quite a pathetic figure"
He caught a tremulous note.
Did MIR. Wentworth send your" be
asked.
He turned around not too suddenly,
yet III time to see her withdrawing her
handkerchief from her cheeks.
mo; he didn't send me-" she an.
swered. staring at him.
Yet you come for him." he said al,
most harshly.
Yes; | come to you. The truth is
MIR. Wentworth Is dying In poverty.
he may live q week. maybe not that
long. Three days ago he expressed q
wish-a simple wish that he might see
the green fields again. Mr.. Van Nor
den. didn't know but you might have
the money. 1t would only be a loan"
He slowly took up his pen and after
a moment reached for his check book.
Twill 500 be enough?" he asked.
Yes. indeed" she quickly answered
I'm glad to be able to do 1t for you.
Miss Summerton," he said.
She seemed to be avoiding his gaze.
Miss Summerton," he said. seeing
the color in her cheeks, not that it
makes any difference, tell me how did
you come to know of Mr.. worth
and of his dealings with our frm?"
II know his daughter very WE'LL" she
answered, squarely facing him
The telephone rang.
He took up the receiver.
Miss Summerton," he said the next
moment. putting down the telephone
and getting up. 1T seems that | have
an urgent caller outside. Would you
mind waiting--just a moment? There
was something else ! wished to a
just a word"
She followed him to an inner room,
the door Of which he opened for her.
Then he softly closed the door and,
taking out a cigarette. struck a light
and went idly smoking to the front Of.
fee. where he stood facing his caller.
His caller was the ugly man Of square
jaw and ford cheek. who was nerv.
ously holding his derby hat
"She in there?" asked the central
Office man.
II let her out by the side hail." said
young Van Norden, indicating the door.
mo; you didn't, did your"
"Look here. Murdoch" spoke up
young Van Norden. that girl isn't q
crook"
THAT being the case," came thu
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