The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1918-01-05

must say I can't. I wouldn't lay a
straw In his way. I'd help him any
way 7 could, but when It comes to-"
She paused here as though positive
~ unable to contemplate the awful
possibility Of anything like familiarity
with such a person.
~But Just thinkw cried the girl.
'They have given him the position Of
first assistant among all the engineers
in building the big bridge! Just i'm
| agine what they think Of him In New
York when they do that!"
Eyes, that's fine. want to see him
get along. But dent want to see you
Get to caring enough for him toto
spoil your life"
"Spoil my life?" echoed the girl
blankly.
Eyes. You can never tell when a
man that's been a drunkard once will
take to 1t again. You can't trust him.
I'd rather die than see anyone I cared
for marry that sort of man."
Ethers affection for her aunt, and
her love for this man-for she knew
now II was love-were SO nearly
crushing her in the warfare that she
could say no more, and she brought
the interview to an end by making an
! excuse to 60 to her room.
Irwin Banks lived with his sister,
who had been one Of the principal fac
| tors In helping him to rise to the po-
sition he now held. It was with his
sister That Ethel had first met him
She was attracted by the good-loolking
young man with the high, firm car
riage of the head, the straight gaze
and the wholesome smile. and she was
further held by his ability to say some
thing worth while, and saying it ruth
| er well. She had met him in his own
home by invitation Of his sister, and
had asked him to call. It was after
his second visit, Mt both of which Miss
Crane had pretended illness as an ex-
cuse for not appearing. that the lady
had given her emphatic reasons for
not wishing him to call again.
Ground between the millstones Of
her divided duty" Ethel sought the
counsel Of Mary Banks.
"Aunt Melissa has been to me a sec
ond mother. l love her very dearly.
How can go dead against her wishes.
| IL must ask him not to call again, /"
Ethel said.
"And do you think Irwin viii let II
go at thatf''N cried his sister. Maybe
you don't know what this means to
him."
Ethel's heart gave big throb. She
knew what it meant to her. In the
meeting Of their eyes, the sister knew.
"Will you ask your aunt to come
| and see me?' she said.
.'Oh, she never would" asserted
Ethel.
mot If she could help it, of course"
rejoined Mary. But you've got to put
| your foot down, and be firm. Just say
you can't tell him not to call. and you'd
be likely to see him in other places
anyway. If she wants to shut off all
communication between you and Mr..
Irwin Banks, the only way is to come
and lay the case before his sister"
Ethel looked dubious, but promised
to be firm, and the two conspirators
parted.
Miss Crane stoutly protested shs
would do nothing Of the kind, but n
relations remained decidedly strained
she concluded 1t was the only way t.
conclude peace
The day she had appointed to call
on Miss Banks was cold and buster
ing, and snow began to fall heavily
while she was on the way. She had
to walk nearly mile, and she ar
rived at the Banks cottage, chilled, wet
and bedraggied. Mary Banks met her
with such CHEEKY cordiality, and took
off her wet wraps with such solicitude
for her health, making her sit very
near the fire to dry her feet, and talk
ing pleasantly all the time that her
caller found 1t difficult to make an
opening for her errand. At last she
got mp courage to begin.
Miss Banks, I am"
"Just a minute, Miss Cranei Lei
me get you something warm!"
| Miss Crane protested she did moi
need anything, but suddenly Miss
DuuhS TeSdIueu ueT Will uetp aAhIIh
"Oh !" she cried. ''how badly you look
Why, you are having chilli There
is so much pneumonia aboutl shall
get you something at once"
Miss Crane admitted she was still
cold, and allowed her to have hei
way.
Its Just little hot Lemonade" she
said, handing the tall tumbler to her
guest.
Miss Crane, already alarmed about
her condition, took long draft OF
the mixture. Suddenly she set II
down with frightened look Mt the
other woman. There's liquor in 1t!
she cried.
"Oh, only the least bit. II you had
a doctor here he'd make you take It
You'll have pneumonia IL you dOn'tT
Miss Crane now thoroughly fright.
ened, swallowed the whole Of It. II
was really a very liberal allowance OF
"old rye" and not being used to intoxi.
'cants she was soon conversing gllbiy.
and feeling very much ut home with
her hostess. Mary showed her broth.