The daily Alaskan., 1916-11-23

l Georges train there and coming on here with him. was going to ask George not to make himself known for a couple of days. Then proposed to tell Cynthia, and Cynthia only, of his existence. If she objected, all very well-but I'm sure she wouldn't. And I'm sure, too, that George would have done what I asked-he always was a bully chap. But-I missed him. These confounded trains-always late. Ex- cept when you want them to be. l dare say George Is here by this time"
 He is," Minot replied. Game few hours after you left. And by the way, I arranged a meeting for him with Trimmer and his proposition. The proposition fled into the night, It seems he was the son of an old serv- ant of your father's-Jenkins by name"
 "Surelyl Surely that was Jenkins! thought I'd seen the chap some where couldn't quite recall. Well, at any rate, he's out of the way. Now, the thing to do is to see good old George at once"-
 He went to the telephone and got his brothers room.
 "GeorgeP' A surprising note of af- lection crept into his lordship's voice. George, old boy, this is Allen. I'm waiting for you in my rooms"
 "Dear old chap" said his lordship, turning away from the telephone. ''Twenty-three years since he has seen one of his own flesh and bloodl Twen- ty-three years of wandering in this God forsaken country-I beg your par don, Mlnot. I wonder what he'll say to me. l wonder what George will say after all those years"
 Nervously Allan Narrowly walked the floor. In a moment the door open ed, and the tall, blond Chicago man stood in tue doorway. His blue eyes glowed. Without a word he came into the room and gripped the hand of his brother, then stood gazing as If he would never get enough.
 And then George Narrowly spoke.
 ''Is that a ready made suit you have on, Allan% he said huskily.
 "Why-why-yes, George"
 "I thought so. It's a rotten bad ht. Allan. A rotten bad fit."
 Thus did George Narrowly greet the first of his kin he had seen in a guar. teer of a century. Thus did he give the lie to fiction and to Trimmer, writer of fancy seeing you after all these years" speeches.
 He dropped his younger brothers hand and strode to the window. He looked out. The courtyard of the De Ia Pax was strangely misty even in the morning sunlight. Then he turned, smiling.
 q thought you'd come at me with the title" said George Narrowly, drop ping into a chair. Don't go, Mir. Minot-no secrets here. Allan, you and your wife must come out and see US, Got a wife myself-fine girl-she's from Marion, Ind. And I've got two of the liveliest little Americans you ever saw. Live in a little Chicago suburb honey house, shady street, neighbors all from down country way.
 You are Lord Hdrrowby, the next Earl of Raybrook. Take the title, and God bless you"
 But George" Allan objected, legal ly you can't"-
 Don't worry, Allan" said the man from Chicago, there's nothing we can't do in America, and A6 legally. How's this? I've always been intend. Ing to take out naturalization papers. I'll do 1t the minute I get back to Chi cago-and then the title is yours. In the meantime, when you introduce me to your friends here, we'll just pretend I've taken them out already"
 Allan Narrowly got up and laid his hand affectionately on his brothers shoulder.
 You're a brick, old boy" he said. "You always were. I'm glad you're to be here for the wedding. How did you happen to comeT'
 1ubL IlSuI-gOu uOu hhOWI NV you? came in response to telegram from Boyd's of New York"
 "FrOm-er-Boyd's?" asked Allan blankly.
 "Yes, Allan. That yacht you came down here on didn't belong to Martin Wall. It belonged to me. He made away with-It from North river because he happened to need 1t. Walls a creok, my boy"
 "The Lileth your ship! My word"
 He explained briefly how Wall had acquired Chain Iightning's collar and returned a duplicate of paste fn its place. The cider Narrowly listened with serious face.
 "Its no doubt the collar he was trail- ing you for, Allan" he said. "And that's how he came to need the yacht. But when finally he got his eager hgers on those diamonds, poor old Wall must have had the shock of his life"
 Flows that?"
 "It wasn't Wall who had the duph- cate made. It was-father-years ago when was still at home. He wanted money to bet, as usual-had the dupn- | cafa nsde-risked md lost"