Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1918-05-03
Cap'n Warren's Wards
By Joseph c. Lincoln
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| NdEOllue 10 KNOW, anu sue anu MAJ
colin knew knew it. Her tellid
Caroline of it, her story Of it, when
wasn't there to contradict, was a
smart a piece Of maneuverin' as eve
was. 1t took the wind out Of my sails
because, though I'm just as right as
ever was, Caroline wouldn't listen t
me nor believe me now"
She'll learn by experience"
81 don't mind so much Caroline''
bein' down on me-" resumed the cap
tain. She'll know better some day,
hope, and if she don't-well, I'm only
a side issue in her life, anyhow, hove
in by accident, like the section of dos
collar in the sasSage. But l do hope
her learnin' by experience won't come
too late to save her from what shell
be awful sorry for by and by"
1T must" declared the lawyer, with
decision. You must see to it, Cap
tain Warren. You are her guardian
She is absolutely under your charge
She can do nothing of importance I'm.
less you consent
"Yup; that's so, for one more year
just one, remember Then she'll be
Of age, ana l cant say Boot And her
share Of Bije's moneyu be hers too.
And don't you believe that that fact
has slipped Sister Dunns memory. !
amt on deck to head her off now. If
she puts Malcolm up to gettin' Caroline
to give her word and Caroline gives
it-well, l know my niece. She's hon
orable, and she'll stick to her promise
if it runs her on the rocks. And her
majesty Dunn knows that too. There
fore, the cat bein' away, she cal'lates
uOws the time to make sure of the
cheese
But the cat can come back. The
song says it did, you know"
"Um-hm, And got another kick, 1
shouldn't wonderl However, my
clawsu stay sharp for a year or there
abouts, and If 1t comes to a shindy
therell be some tall scratchin' afore
climb a tree. Keep a weather eye on
what goes on, won't you?
Il will. lou can depend on me-"
II do. And, say, for goodness sakes,
put me out Of my misery regardin' that
rock or lighthouse on Bije's chart
soon's ever you settle which it ISL
Certainly And, remember, don't
worry. 1t may be a lighthouse or
nothing at all. At all events, I'll re-
port very soon.'
But in spite Of his promise Sylvester
did not report during the following
week or the next. Meanwhile his
client tried his best to keep the new
mystery from troubling his thoughts
and succeeded only partially. The cap
tain's days and evenings were quiet
and monOtonOus. He borrowed a book
or two from Mrs Heptons meager
library, read, walked a good deal, gen
orally along the water front, and wrote
daily letters 10 Miss Baker. He and
Pearson We're together for at least
portion Of each day The author fight
ing down his detection and discourage
ment, set himself resolutely to work
once more on the novel, and his nau-
teal adviser was called in for frequent
The story, however,
but slowly. There was
something lacking. Each knew what
that something was, but neither
named it,
one evening Pearson entered the
room tenanted by his friend to find
the latter seated beside the table, his
shoes partially unlaced and a pair of
big slippers ready for putting on.
Captain said the visitor, you look
so comfortable hate to disturb you"
Captain Elisha red faced and pant
Ing. desisted from the unlacing and
Strengthened in his chair.
"Whew" be pulled. Jim, your re-
marks prove that your experience of
the world amt as big as it ought to
be. When you get to my age and