Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-12-14
Continued.


Seems he's alive and in business in
Chicago. The news excited me q bit.
old boy. pictured George rushing in
here, and the word spreading that
was not to be the Earl of Raybrook,
after all. I'm frightfully fond of Miss
Meyrick, and I want that wedding to
take place tomorrow. Then, too. there's
Jephson. Understand me-Cynthia is
not marrying me for my title. I'd stake
my life on that But there's the IA
ther and Aunt Maryland considering
the number of times the old gentleman
has forbidden tSe wedding already
"You saw it was up to you, for
once"
Exactly. So for my own sake-and
Jephsons-I boarded a train for Jack.
sonville with the idea of meeting
Georges train there and coming on
here with him. was going to ask
George not to make himself known for
couple of days. Then l 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 l asked-he always was
bully chap. Butt missed him. These
confounded trains-always late. Ex.
cept when you want them to be. ]
dare say George is here by this timer"
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 fed into the night. 1t
seems he was the son of an old serv-
ant of your father's-Jenkins by
pre-"
Surely! Surely that was jenkins!
I thought I'd seen the chap some
where-couldnt 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.
George" 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,
"Twenty-th years since he has seen
one of his own flesh and blood! Twen-
ty-three years of wandering in this
God forsaken country-I beg your par
don, Minot. 1 wonder what he'll say
to me. wonder what George will say
after all those years."
Nervously Allan Harrowby walked
the floor. In a moment the door OPEN
ed, and the tall, blond Chicago man
stood in the 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 Harrowby spoke.
rs that ready made suit you have
on. Allan?" he said huskily.
"Why-why-yes, George"
Il thought so. It's a rotten bad fit,
Allan. A rotten bad fit"
Thus did George Harrowby greet the
first of his kin he had seen in a quar-
teer of 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 strobe to the window. He
looked out. The courtyard of the De
la Pax was strangely misty even in
the morning sunlight. Then he turned,
smiling.
81 thought you'd come at ME with
the title" said George Harrowby, drop
ping into n chair. Don't 60, Mr..
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 little Chicago suburb
honey house, shady street, neighbors