The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-03-27
peal on both Sheets" proclaimed

fNo Vh ooth shccsSs
Marsh.
MAY I be excused IL ] say that I
haven't the least idea what you're driv-
ing at?' returned his friend, still thor
oughly puzzled. Marsh came close and
dropped his voice.
walls may have lars as well as
voices on this ship" he whispered.
Jose Benedict wrote something at the
library desk tonight. and when Miss
Jennison went for paper this with
which / have experimental was imme-
diately beneath. As he evidently used
a hard leadpencil"-
1T made an impression on the sheet
beneath. cried Brill.
plain as a pikestaff."
The younger man was thoughtfully
silent for a moment, then he gazed at
Marsh's mild blue eyes as If he would
penetrate to the active brain beyond
whats your idea Of this Z" he ask
ed slowly.
oh. of course his operator may have
told him the news first, and he may
have been writing out the message for
practice, or to send somebody a copy.
or I may have dreamed 1t, as we did
the sounds next door. To be serious, I
think Benedict wrote 1t for his opera
tor to give out as a bona fde dis
patch" ii
What on earth can be his objectT
I'm not prophet enough to solve
that, but be sure he has an object"
1 GQtI Marsh n r.n VA.~ n---l.-k
doesn't waste time playing jokes"
Christmas morning broke over the
wintry sea with glittering splendor,
and when Brill came out on deck with
Stebbins, 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 own special comrade throughout
the day. Happy fates had ordained that
they decorate the drawing room in the
III a iolSs tCty iOl6 DlOECbS
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-
tons the young nan had already con-
stituted himself music turner in ordi-
nary TO her majesty Queen Marion.
All thnro x-nc 30 h. cno;I r.x>ror
after the entertainment; they would so
in together, probably, and another hour
would be his.
All this was so exceedingly fascinat-
ing in prospect that Brill sang snatches
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 r~avenously 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 car
get TO WORK.
The rapidity of Brill's meal discon-
certed Aristides somewhat; he could
have eaten much more, but felt bound
to stop when his patron did.
In an hour the committee was in full
tide of activity. Next to the irrepres-
sible Marsh, who dominated everything
by his marvellous agility, Marion Jen-
nison ruled the affairs Of men. Size
was more animated than Brill had yet
seen her, and as she hustled about
with parted lips and shining eyes, sug-
costing here, commanding there, en-
treating midway. the young man re-
membered with a smile of approval
that Rousseau had said somewhere
that if young women of quality would
only become housemaids they would
be more fascinating than In any other
guise. Certainly this particular girl
was adorable as she busted the little
evergreen trees that Marsh had evoly-
ed from some mysterious source, shook
out the flags and bunting and deftly
made loops and rosettes in the fabric.
Marsh had seized upon Stebbins as
a general utility man and now set him
at the task of fastening the festoons of
color around the sides of the room.
Pennythorpe was impressed as an err
rand boy before he could formulate
any sufficiently dignitied protest. When
he launched forth into a recital OF
what lie did on Christmas day, 1898,
Marsh said solemnly:
Professor. I'm afraid We can't go
on without a marlinspike. May l ask
if you will be so kind as to so to the
fo'castle and get one:'
"What do you want a marlinspike
| for:' asked Brill. after the man of sci
ence had departed.
Don't want one. Want to stop Pen
nythorpe. He's monopolizing the con