Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-08-03
be answered slowly. did he send you

be answered slowly. did he send you
hereY 2"
was your brothers name a. Rod
gers WarrenT'
"A. Rodgers?' No. His name Is
Abijah Warren, and-wait! His mid
die name is Rodgers, though. Did
Bite send you to met"
"a moment, captain Was your
brother a broker?"
"Yes. His Office Is or used to be on
Broad street. What
"You have not heard from him for
soms timer"
"Not for eighteen years. He and I
didn't agree al well as we might.
Maybe twas my fault, maybe twas
his. l have my own ideas on that. If
you're lookin' for Bile Waren's broth
er, Mr.. Graves, | guess you're come
to the right place. But what he sent
you to me for or what he wants-for
he wants somethin' or he wouldn't
have sent-I don't understand"
"Why do you think he wanted ONE
thingf'
Because he's Bite Warren and I
was brought up with him. When We
was young ones together he went to
school and I went To work. He got
the frostin' on the cake, and / got the
burnt part mex 10 the pan. He went
to college, and | went to sea. Twas
later ON that We Well, never mind
that either. What Is 1t he wants of
me after eighteen years"
"He wants a good deal of you, Cap
tain Warren, or did want it."
did? Don't he want It now2 Is
Bite deadY'
HE died ten days ago very suddenly.
In a way 1t was a great shock to Vi
all, yet we have known that his heart
was weak. He realized it too"
$50 Bic Is dead, heyf" Captain
Elisha's face was very grave, and he
spoke slowly. Dead! Well well,
wellP'.
He paused and looked into the fire.
Graves saw again that vague resem-
blance he had caught on the train, but
had forgotten. He knew now why he
noticed It
Captain Elisha cleared his throat.
well, weIlp' be sighed. $50 Bile
has gone. l s'pose you think It's odd,
maybe" he went on, that I amt more
struck down by the news. But, to
speak truth, he and l have been so
apart and have had nothin' to do with
each other for so long that-that-well,
I've come to feel as If ! didn't have a
brother. And l know he felt that way
yes, and wanted to feel so. ! know
that. There was a time when I'd have
got down on my knees and crHw1ed
from here to New York to help Bile
Warren. l lent him money to start In
business. Later on him and / went
into partnership together on IA fool
6outh American speculation that didn't 7
pan out fog nothin'. I didn't are fon
that. ] took my chance same a. b
did. We formed @ stock company q
amongst ourselves, and I've got my
share Of the stock somewhere yet. Il
may come In handy II ! ever want +
paper the barn. But 'twan't bushnell
of thst kindtka4xe<ted na: ,t
another matter-somethin' that he did
10 other folks who'd trusted us and
Humphl This don't interest you, OF
course. Well. Bile was well OF, I
know. His wife died way back In the
nineties. She was one Of them fash
ionable women, and a hayseed salt
herTin' of a bachelor brother-in-law
stuck down hero In the sand heaps
didn't interest her ~much-except as
somethin' to forget, ] s'pose. ] used
to see her name In the Boston papers
occasionally, giyin' parties at Newport
and n thing another l never n
Wed 'em that kind Of life"
"Your brother had two children by
his marriage said Mr.. Graves after
q moment Of silence.
"Heyf Two children7 Why, yes, L
remember he did. Boy and girl, want
they2 / never saw 'em. They've grow
ed up By this time, of course"
Eyes. The eldest, Caroline, Is near
ly twenty. The boy, Stephen. Is a year
younger. It Is concerning those chill
dren, Captain Warren, that l have
come to see you. In spite OF the es-
arrangement 1t Is evident that his conf