The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1918-03-29
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How's your appetite when it comes to
clam pie, Mr. Graves?
Mr.. Graves appetite was good, and
the clam pie was good. So, too were
the hot biscuits and the tea and home
made preserves and cake.
At last, when all the biscuits but one
were gone and the cake plate looked
like the desert Of Sahara, the captain
pushed back his chair, rose and led the
way into the next room Miss Baker
remained to clear the table
'Set down by the fire, Mr.. Graves"
urged the captain. "Nothin' like burn
in wood to look hot and conf table, is
there? 1t don't always make you feel
that way-that's why I put in hot wa
ter heat-but for looks and sociable-
ness you can't beat log fire. Smoke,
do you"
Eyes, occasionally. But, Captain
Warren
Here, try that. It's a cigar the
judge gave me over to Ostable. He
smokes that kind reg'lar, but if you
don't like it throw it away. He amt
! here to see you do it, so you won't be
fined for contempt of court. I'll stick
to pipe If you don't mind Now
we're shipshape and all taut, I callate
Let's see. You wanted to talk busi-
ness, believe"
Eyes. 1 did. But before 1 begin I
should like to be sure you are the
Elisha Warren came from New York
you-had you a brother in business in
New York;
"Hey?" The captain turned and
looked his guest squarely in the eye.
His brows drew together.
1--WE got brother in New York.
he answered slowly. "Did he send you
here?"
"Was your brothers name A. Rod
gers Warren?"
ga. Rodgers?' No. His name is
Abijah Warren, and-wait! His mid
die name is Rodgers, though. Did
Bile send you to me?"
"a moment, captain. Was your
brother brokers"
"Yes. His Office is or used to be on
Broad street. What
You have not heard from him for
some time?
"Not for eighteen years. He and I
didn't agree as well as we might.
Maybe twas my fault, maybe twas
his. I have my own ideas on that. If
you're lookin' for Bile Warren's broth
er, Mr.. Graves, I 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 some
thing?"
Because he's Bile Warren and I
was brought up with him. When we
was young ones together he went to
school and 1 went to work. He got
the frostin' on the cake, and got the
burnt part next to the pan. He went
to college, and I went to sea. Twas
later on that we Well, never mind
that either. What is Il he wants of
ue dller elSuIoeu years I!
"He wants a good deal of you, Cap
tain Warren, or did want it,
Did? Don't he. want it now? Is
Bile dead?'
He died ten days ago very suddenly.
In way it was a great shock to US
all, yet we have known that his heart
was weak. He realized it too"
$50 Bile is dead, hey?" Captain
Elisha's face was very grave. and he
spoke slowly. Dead! Well, well,
wellv'
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, wellr' he sighed. $50 Bile
has gone. I s'pose you think it's odd,
maybe" he went on, that 1 amt more
struck down by the news. But, to
speak truth, he and 1 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
brother. And 1 know he felt that way
yes, and wanted to feel so. 1 know
that. There was time when I'd have
got down on my knees and crawled
from here to New York to help Bile
Warren. 1 lent him money to start in
business. Later on him and l went
into partnership together on "a fool
South American speculation that didn't
pan out for nothin'. 1 didn't care for
that. l took my chance same as he
did. We formed q stock company ell
amongst ourselves, and I've got my
share Of the stock somewhere yet. 1t
may come in handy If ever want to
paper the barn. But 'twan't business
deals of that kind that parted us; twas
another matter-somethin' that he did
to other folks who'd trusted us and
Humph! This don't interest you, of
course. Well, Bile was we'll off, l
know. His wife died way back in the
nineties. She was one of them fash
herrin' of a bachelor brother-in-law
stuck down here in the sand heaps
didn't interest her nluch-eXcept as
somethin' to forget, s'pose. l used
to see her name in the Boston papers
occasionally, givin' parties at Newport
and one thing another. 1 never en-
We'd 'em that kind Of life"
"Your brother had two children by
his marriage" said Mr.. Graves after
a moment Of silence.
Hey? Two children? Why, yes,
remember he did. Boy and girl, want
thevr | never saw EN- THEY'VE groM-