White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1916-12-03

Are you ma0T DO o realize
II realize everything. Thacker.' said
Jephson calmly. Il have your lord
ships word hat the young lady Is at
present determined on this alliance?
And that you will do all In your power
TO keep her 10 her intentionY'
"You have my word" said Lord Har-
rowby. IF you should care to teie-
graph
"Your word Is sufficient" said Jeph-
son. Mr.. Minot will you be kind
enough to bring me a policy biankY'
-See here. Jepbson." foamed Thacker.
what IL this thing should get into the
newspapers1 We'd be the laughing
stock Of the business world"
at mustn't" said Jephson eoolly.
1T mightr' reared Thacker.
Mr.. Minot arrived with a blank pol
icy, and Mr.. Jcphson sat down at the
young mans desk
For q time there was no sound In
the room save the scratching OF two
pens. while Mr.. Thacker gazed open
mouthed at Mr.. Minot and Mr.. Minot
light heartedly smiled back. Then Mr..
Jephson reached for a blotter.
81 shall attend to the London end Of
this when l reach there five days
hence" he said. perhaps I can find
another underwater to share the risk
with me-
As the door closed upon the noble
man Mr.. Thacker turned exriosively on
his friend from oversee.
"J~ephson,' he Numbered. you're an
IDIOT A rank unmitigated idiotr'
The Peter Pan light was bright In
Jephson's eyes.
$50 new he half whispered. so
original, Bless the boys heart I've
been waiting forty years for a PROPOSE
ton like that"
do you realize" Thacker cried,
that fT5,O00 OF your good money de-
ponds on the honor of Lord Harrow
byT"
II do" returned Jephson. And |
would not be concerned II 1t were ten
times that sum. | know the breed.
Why, once-and you. Thacker. would
have called me an idiot on that occa-
sion, tool insured hts father against
the loss Of a polo game by a team on
which the earl was playing. And he
played like the devii>-the earl did-won
the game himself. All. know the
breed"
"Oh. WELL" sighed Thacker. Il won't
argue. But n thing is certain. Jeph-
son. You can't go back to England
now. Your place Ii In San Marco with
one hand on the rope that rings the
wedding bells"
Jephson shook his great bald head.
"No." he said. Il must return today.
1t IL absolutely necessary. My inter.
ests I'm San Marco are In the hands of
Providence
Mr.. Thacker walked the floor wildly.
Providence needs help In handling
a woman" he protested. Miss Mey-
rick must not change her mind. Some
one must see that she doesn't II you
can't go YOURSELF He paused, reflect
ing. Some young man. active. ca
pable''-
Mr.. Richard Minot had risen from
his chair and was moving softly to-
ward his overcoat. Looking over his
shoulder. he beheid Mr.. Thacker's Keen
eyes upon him.
Just going out to lunch" he said
guiltily.
"Sit down. Richard" remarked Mr.
Thacker. with decision.
Mr.. Minot sat, the dread of some
thing impending in his heart
Az IA at-a~ ub.I-I ----u-
and faced his young assistant.
Richard" he ordered. Ego to San
Marco. Go to San Marco and see to II
that Miss Cynthia Meyrick does not
change her mind"
A gone feeling shot through Mr.. Mi
not in the vicinity OF his stomach. II
was possible that he really needed that
lunch.
YES. sir" he said family. "Of
course it's up to me to do anything
you say. II you insist I'll 60. but
But what, Richard7 2"
isn't II a rather big order2 Women
aren't they like an-er-April after
something of that sort? 1t
seems to me I've read they were--in
books"
"Humph," snorted Mr.. Thacker. 'Ts
your knowledge Of the ways of women
confined to booksY"
A close observer might have noted
the ghost of a smile in Mr.. Minot's
clear blue eyes.
ain part, 1t Is" he admitted. "And
then again-in part, 1t isn't"
"Well put away your books. my boy"
said Mr.. Thacker. "a nice, instructive
little vacation has fallen on you from
heaven. Mad old Jephson here must
be saved from himself. That wedding
must take place-positively, rain or
shine. trust you to see that 1t does.
Richard"
Mr.. Minot rose and stepped over h
his hat and coak
I'm on to San Marco" be announced
biithely. His iips, were arm. but smfl-
Ing. sThe lana o sunshine and now-