The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1916-11-02

y theyT Joe wanted to know.
Forever, TO all intents and pur.
Dosesr' said Garry.
Joe's chest sank and rose In long.
long breath.
Its no word to tribe WITH" he eau
Soned at last. IF you lose it'll be q
considerable drouth."
"Cutr invited Garry. and they start.
ed to play.
That other night Garry's stack Of
chips had lasted far longer than they
did ON this second occasion. A half
hour later. when he rose to go to bed,
his ninety-nine year promise Of absti-
hence was piled symmetrically before
Fat Joe. But his good night was gay.
For time after his departure Joe eyed
Steve sidewise.
"Hum.m-m." he cleared his throat.
"Hum-m-ml And I was expectin' you
TO turn up any hour Of the last twenty
four with n request that I come and
help bring home the remains. You
must be quite a silver tongued ex-
horter. aren't you, Stevef'
Stephen O'Mara was silent over the
paper which Joe had handed him ear
Her In the evening. ana the lack or any
offer on his part TO 20 into details did
not trouble his questioner. Fat Joe sat
and bobbed his head over what would
never cease to he miracle In his eyes.
"And he'll stick this time" he vented
his wonder aloud. Hes surely going
to stickr' Then he smiled widely.
And I reckon you'll have to admit
thnt l handled the small part that
came my way with ease and dispatch
when tell you that he didn't catch so
much as one lonesome pair all the time
! was dealing. I'm ashamed OF my
self ] haven't seen such a mean.
crooked game OF stud dealt since ]
came east!'
Garry was very quiet the next morn
ing when he and Steve went back to
their work; before noon came his I'M
easiness had become very apparent to
the man he was assisting. But neither
his silence nor his nervousness any
longer worried Steve. Instead the latter
let himself smile over both those out
ward evidences OF inward panic. when
ever his thoughts were on Garry at all
For the latter's diffidence as the day
aged became flushed and warm
checked thing. until ut 4 In the after
noon Steve could no longer withhold
the suggestion for which. wordlsssly.
Garry was asking.
-Joe was more than half right" he
remarked. one eye TO his level. I'm
spite OF the fact that we refused to
take him seriously. We can't let those
people come in and nnd everything
too hopelcssiy uncomfortable. 20 per.
haps you'd better run ahead now,
Garry. and see what he has accom-
plished. ! don't want TO leave this
spot myself until I have some figures
upon which ! know ! can rely. But
you might run ahead. n you will. I'll
b along later"
Il was couched In the form Of Q 10
went, albeit q bit reluctantly. And he
stopped more than a few times In his
climb from the edge of the timber to
the door of Steve's shack. But once
he had passed over the threshold to
nnd that unrecognizably trim room
empty, his face grew heavy with dis
appointment. He was on the point
Of going back outside to scan the bowl
Of the valley when q tall, short skirted
!. fgure. enveloped In a voluminous
" apron which Fat Joe In a moment Of
mistaken zeal had once provided for
the cook boy. flashed through the pas
sageway from the kitchen annex and
barely missed catapulting into his
arms. Miriam Burrell. pink faced
from the heat OF the roaring wood
stove and smudged with -four on fore
head and cheek. lifted her apron and
swung It like nag of victory.
"I've found IT," she sang triumphant
J. eve found out what was the mat
s.rf ia trst fargattan tho ha king now.