The daily Alaskan., 1917-10-22

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 Jane ran to the window in tina to see Genesis departing seriously through the back gate. "Mamma"-
 Don't talk to me now. Jane," Mrs. Baxter said crIsply. q want you to go down in the yard, and when Willie comes tell him I'm waiting for him here in his own room. And don't come with him, Jane. Run|
 "Yes, mamma" Jane was pleased with this appointment She anxiously desired to be the first to see how Willie | looked"
 He looked Hurried and dustered and | breathless, and there were blisters upon the reddened palms of his hands. What on earth's the matter, mother?" he asked as he stood panting before her. Genesis said something was wrong, and he said you told him to hit me if wouldn't come"
 "Oh, now she cried. "I only meant I thought perhaps you wouldn't obey any ordinary message"-
 Well, well, 1t doesn't matter, but please hurry and say what you want to, because I got 10 get back and",-
 "No," Mrs. Baxter said quietly, you're not going back to count any more shingles, Willie How much have you earnedf"
 He swallowed, but spoke bravely. ''Thirty-six cents. But I've been get ting lots faster the last two hours, and there's a good deal of time before 6 o'clock. Mother"-
 "No" she said. You're going over to that horrible place where you've left your clothes and your watch and all those other things in the two baskets, and you're going to bring them home at once"
 "Mother~ he cried, aghast. "Who told youI'
 "It doesn't matter You don't want your father to find ont, do you? Then get those things back here as quickly as you can. They'll have to be fumi- gated after being in that den"
 "They'Ye never been out of the bask- ets," he protested hOtly, except just to be looked at. They're my things, mother, and [ had right to do what needed to with 'em. didn't IF" His utterance became difficult You and father just cant understand, and you won't do anything to help me-
 willie. you can go to the party" " she sad gently. You didn't need those friChtful clothes at all"
 q do" he cried. "I got to have 'em! I cant go in my day clo'esl There's a reason you wouldn't understand why cant. just can'tw
 "Yes," she said, you can 50 to the party"
 'I cant either not unless you give me $3.24 or unless : can get back to the lumber yard and earn the rest be- fore"-
 "No" And the warm color that had rushed over Mrs. Baxter during James sensational recital returned with a vengeance. Her eyes flashed. "If you'd rather 1 sent policeman for those baskets I'll send one. l should prefer to do 1t much and to have that rascal arrested. If you don't want me to send a policeman you can go for them yourself. but you must start within ten minutes, because if you don't I'll telephone headquarters. Ten minutes. Willie, and mean it!'
 He cried out, protesting. She would make him a thing of scorn forever and soil his honor if she sent q policeman. Mir. Bcljus was fair and honest tradeSman. he explained, passionately; also the garments In question, though not entirely new nor of the highest mode, were of good material and In splendid condition,
 Enthusiastically they were evening ! clothes and such bargain at Sl4 that William would guarantee to sell them for twenty after he had worn them NulS Ollc tNtsl'll-' .'lis DNlJAo AAAHHS't had said that he would not even think of letting them go at fourteen to any body else, and as for the two poor | baskets of worn and useless articles offered in exchange, and bent scarf pin, and wornout old silver watch that had belonged 60 Great Uncle Ben why, the $l0.4O allowed upon them was beyond all ordinary llberality. It was almost charity.
 There was only one place In town where evening clothes were rented, and the suspicious persons in charge had insisted that William obtain from his father guarantee to insure the | return of the garments In perfect con- l dition. So that was hopeless. And wasn't 1t better also to wear clothes which had known only one previous occupant, as was the case with Mir. BeJus' offering, than to hire what chance hundreds had hired? Finally, there was only one thing to be con- sidered, and this was the fact that William had to have those clothes.
 "Six minutes" said Mrs. Baxter, glanclng implacably at her watch. When it's ten I'll telephone"