The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-02-17

was not that she had chosen as hel
lover a poor young man, honest,
He paused passionately
II know as well as you a. mat 'oV'
is something we cannot II - ;'H"
drive. But in the face o. .;A these
facts she ran away and married 'l'''
| have spoken. dsoWncd my uall&A-
ter the day she disowned me. lor that S
what she did. and so long as live She
shall not enter this house. When am
dead and gone you may do as you see
fit with my money. | make 10 reser-
vations.'
'She may he hungry and cold
"Am | to blame? Jane. YOU are
wrong Money has not made me a
hard man. but it has given me some
thing to think of. That girls foolish
ness seemed to change my heart into
stone. | have never said anything. but
I know that you gave her your inner
itance. 1t was yours. to do with as
YOU pleased. Doubtless she dumped 1t
into his lap. Now listen. Rather than
have this subject brought up again |
will meet you halfway. Find her ii
YOU can. Feed and clothe her if she is
hungry and cold. for | am certain the
scounurel left her when he found that
he could not get his crooked fingers
into my wallet. But never let me hear
her spoken OF again III this house.
Never bring her to me, hoping that 1
;u. j1n
word from me OH the subject
With this he left the ROOM
II
Quarter after 10.
1t tinkled from an ormolu clock
which had once been NapOleon's. This
house, but few blocks removed from
the other, would have been called a
palace in Europe. 1t was filled with
priceless treasures such as only these
modern Aladdins may purchase.
10 the intelligent eye there was some
thing more than the treasures them
selves discernible in the atmosphere,
in the arrangement, in the lack OF jum-
BILE, which few millionaires escape who
leave the filling of their mansions to
collectors more OF less greedy.
From the antique Ispahans Oh the
floor to the OK blood and peach blow
and Persian plaque all had been col
lected, one by one, by the man who
loved them. 1t was all he had left to
do, all he had left to love. He was a
very old man.
The man in the first house, and he
knew nothing of the others existence
they dwelt in worlds apart, yet their
lives were definitely linked together.
Together they had danced in the pup
pet booth of pain to the wires OF an
other man who had emptied their
houses of laughter and happiness.
Quarter after 10.
The old man heard the message from
Time.
Under the study lamp his head glim-
mcred like new minteu silver. Slowly
he laid down the faded photograph.
He touched the hand bell, and the liy
cried footman came in from the hall.
Call up Mr.. Simmons and tell him
to come over. Tell him it is Il matter
of life and death-that urgently need
him.
The lawyer was almost as old as his
client. His withered face was full of
concern as, later by half an hour, the
footman ushered him into the room.
"Anything wrong:' he asked.
mo. At last everything is right.
I've been a fool for thirty years, Sim
mons. Il stubborn, heartless fool. But
I've found myself. | thought it was
pride but it was only anger, which l
was ashamed to confess
Tho lawyer saw the old photograph.
Instantly his thoughts went back to
the beautiful child who mad romped
these lordly, silent rooms.
II want to make a will tonight.
Charities will have to come second. |
want you to find out if Marguerite left
any Children
The lawyers eyes sparkled.
Il want you to find out. Go to that
devil and ask him point blank. am
very lonely. | want to see young peo
pie in this house before ! die lie
rang the bell again. See if my pri
vate secretary is i'll. Tell him | want
him to witness a legal transaction
Simmons rubbed his dry hands, and
the smile on his face wilnpled his
cheeks like wind Oh water
Should he tell him now? No. Sur
prise hiln-make the joy double. Sc
lie drew up Il simple will. carried away
with him Il copy and a lighter hear
than he had known in years.
\ child of Marguerite's in that house
OF the first man in this half chapter
nothing more; of the very old man VIII,
had found himself, more anon.
Square away, then, for Pidgin island
the thunder and cruel buffet of the
wild surges-for a raiah's ransom hang!
in the balance--;lnd the kingdom o.
happiness.
n
Uncle Billy disengaged pickcre
from Diana's hook: "They amt mucl