Cheyenne record., 1918-10-10
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I have come on important
business. and
Hold on" The captain held up q
big hand. Don't you say another
word. There's just one business that
interests me this minute, and that's
supper. Set right down here, Mr..
Graves. I'll try to keep you supplied
with solid cargo, and Abbie'n tend to
the moistenin'. Hope that teapot is
full up, Abbie. Hot tea tastes good
after you've swallowed as much cold
rain as Mr.. Graves and have.
Father, we thank thee for these mer-
cies set before us. Amenl I" :"
How's your appetite when it comes to
clam pie, Mr.. Graves2"
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, IL
there7 It 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 q log fire. Smoke,
do your
"Yes, 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 1t away. He amt
here to see you do it, SO you won't be
fined for contempt of court. Ill stick
to a pipe II you don't mind. Now
we're shipshape and all taut, cal'late.
Let's see. You wanted to talk busi-
ness, believe"
"Yes. I did. But before begin I
Elisha Warren I came from New York
to interview. am an attorney. Have
you-had you q brother in business in
New York;"
"Hey" The captain turned and
looked his guest squarely in the eye.
His brows drew together.
I've got a brother in New York."
he answered slowly. ''Did he send you
here?"
"Was your brothers name A. Rod
gers Warren?"
"'A. RodgersT 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 a brokerT"
"Yes. His office is or used to be on
Broad street. What
You have not heard from him for
some timer"
mot for eighteen years. He and I
didn't agree as well as we might.
Maybe twas my fault, maybe twas
his. have my own ideas on that If
you're lookin' for Bile Warren's broth
er, Mr.. Graves, 1 guess you're come
to the right place. But what he sent
you to me for or what he wants-for
have sent-I don't understand"
"Why do you think he wanted some
thing7"
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
In TOR hot yr,tr
that either. What is II 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 now? Is
Bile dead?"
He died ten days ago very suddenly.
In a way 1t was a great shock to US
all, yet We have known that his heart
was weak. He realized 1t too"
so Bile is dead, heyr' Captain
Elisha's face was very grave, and he
spoke slowly. Dead! Well, we'll
well!'
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 1t.
Captain Elisha cleared his throat.
"Well, wellr' he sighed. $50 Bite
has gone. 1 s'pose you think it's odd.
maybe" he vent 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 gthat-that-well,
I've come to feel as II didn't have q
brother. And know he felt that way
yes. and wanted to feel so. I know
that. There was q time when I'd have
got down on my knees and crawled
from here to New York to help Bite
WarreN. I lent him money to start In