The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-09-11

sYou Can Wade Ashore Now, can't
Your
He was obliged 70 let II 80 at thata
but when they reached the phaeton.
and The h6fse-holding clerk had been
relieved, he spoke OF another matter.
I'm a little worried about Ken
Meth" he told her. "He came down
this morning looking positively
wretched. but he wouldn't admit that
he was sick. Have you seen much or
him lately?"
sNot very much"-guardedly-"Did
you say he had gone homer"
81 don't know where he has gone.
He left here about half an hour before
you came. and haven't seen him
since"
and you are worried because he
doesn't look well?"
"Not altogether on that account. I'm
afraid he Is In deep water OF some
kind. never saw e person change az
he has In the past week or 80. You
know him pretty well. and what big
heart he hast"
she nodded, half mechanically.
sWell. there have been times lately
when I've been afraid he'd kill some
body--in this sQuabble OF ours. you
know. He has been going armed
which was excusable enough. under the
circumstances night before last.
when we were walking uptown togetn-
or. I had all could do to keep him
from taking a pot-shot at Fellow
who. he thought. was following us.
don't know but I'm taking all sorts
OF unfair advantage OF him, telling you
this behind his back. but"
mo: I'm glad you have told me.
, Maybe I can help"
He put her into the low basket seat.
and tucked the dust-robe around her
|. carefully. While he was doing IL he
looked up into her face and said: ia
love you awfuily hard for what you
have done today--if you'd let me-"
II was like her to smile straight
into his eyes when she answered him.
when you can say that--in lust
that way-to the right woman. you'll
. find a great happiness lying In walt
. for you, Edward. dear" And then she
spoke 10 Tue NiOiboh hs"'S $3.50 -
!, lance came between.
Is As once before In the earlier hours
OF the same day. Miss Grierson took
D. the roundabout way between the Ray
mer plant and Mereside, making the
~ circuit which took her through the
O. college grounds and brought her out
= at the head OF upper Shawnee street
Oh The Widow Holcomb was sitting on
her front porch, placidly crocheting
when the phaeton drew up at the
" curb.
~ "Mr. Griswold." said the phaeton'i
OCCUPANT. MAY trouble you to tel
is him that I'd like 20 speak to him
moment?"
re Mrs. Holcomb, friend of the Ray
60 mers, the Farnhams. and the Oswalds
IT. and own cousin TO the Bars. was o
"A the perverse minority: and. apar
to from this. she had her own opinion o
IL a young woman who would walt at Tn
ne door OF young mans boarding hous
and take him on for night drive :
as goodness only knew where. and fror
ou which he did not return until goot
mesa only knew when. 80 there was n
W stitch missed In the crocheting whe
GU abe said. stifny: mr.. Griswold ism
err In. He hasn't been home since mor'
TIT ing"
Miss Grierson drove on, and IN
most casual observer might have r
10 marked the strained tightening OF n
Inns and the two red spots which can
and went In the damask-peach cheek
off nut Il was not until she had reache
'ou Mereside, and had gained the shelt'
Of the deserted library. that spees
came.
AZ 20 pitifui Christi" she sobbed. dro
uld ming into a chair and hiding her fa'
but In the crook OF her arm: hes done
esk at Iast!--he's trying 10 hide, and that
Tas what they've been waiting for ~
,ur | don't know where TO lookl"
But Matthew Brofnn. fitting lazi
, a In his chair on the downtown not
val porch, knew very we'll where to loo
rk. and be was watching tho one QUIT
Dis. Of the hiding place an an alert. tnoul
nis. outwardly disregardful. house 2
The watches moase's hole.