Cheyenne record., 1918-12-05
CHAPTER vIil-contInuea

CHAPTER vIiI-contlnuea i;
"Well, nothin', / guess. am glad
you understand matters little better
and don't intend for. the estate nor you
to pay these Moriarty bills. Just get
'em of your mind. Forget 'em. I'll see
that everything's attended to- And,
later ON, II you and me can, by putin
our heads together. help those folks to
earnin' q better hvin'. why, We win.
heyT !,
The girl smiled up at him. II think"
she said, ''that you must be one who
likes to hide his light under . bushel
Thank you-unclew
She left Captain Elisha in q curious
state Of mind. Against his will he had
been forced to accept thanks and
credit which, he believed, did not right
fully belong to him. It was the only
thing to do, and yet It seemed like dis
loyalty to Malcolm Dunn. This trou-
bled him, but the trouble was, just
then, a mere pinhead Of blackness
against the radiance Of his spirit.
His brothers daughter had for the
first time called him uncle.
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A note on the dining, room table
proved, to the captains delight, to be
from James Pearson. It was brief and
to the point. "a
"why don't you come and see mer'
wrote the young ma. i've been ex-
pecting you, and you promised to come.
Have you forgotten my address7 II 20,
here it is. I expect to be In al day to-
morrow"
The consequence of this was that II
o'clock the next day found Captain
Elisha pulling the bell at brick house
street. The block had evidently been in
its time the homes Of well to do peo-
pie, but now it was rather dingy and
gone to seed. Across the street the
first floors were for the most part small
shops, and in the windows above them
doctors signs alternated with those Of
mbdistes, manicure artists and MILL
ners.
The pull at tho boarding house bell
was answered by q rather slatternly
maid, who informed the visitor that
she guessed Mr.. Pearson was in. He
most always was around lunch time.
So Captain Elisha waited in q typical
boarding house parlor before q grate
with no fire In It and surrounded by
walnut and plush furniture until Pear
son himself came hurrying downstairs.
"Say, you're . brick, Captain War
ren," he declared ~ they shook hands.
II hoped you'd come today. Why
haven't you beforeT
The captain explained his having
mislaid the address.
The captain asked about the novel
and how it was progressing. His COM
panion admitted having made some
progress, more In the line Of revision
than anything else. He had remodeled
his hero somewhat In accordance with
his new friends suggestions during
their interview at the Warren apart
ment and had introduced other charac-
ters, portrait sketches from memory Of
psssons whom he had known In his
boyhood days in the Maine town. He
read q few chapters aloud, aPd Cap
tain Elisha waxed almost enthusiastic
over them.
Then followed q long discussion over
. point Of seamanship, the handling Of
. bark in gale.
At length Captain Elisha, having
worked "Uncle Jim" into q safe har-
Dor after q hundred mile cruise under
Jury rig, with all handJ watch and
watch 1t the pumps, leaned forward in
triumph to refill his pipe. Having done
20, his eyes remained flxed upon q
photograph standing, partially hidden
BY leather collar box, upon the drsss-
q. He looked at it intently, then rose
and took It In his hand.
"Well, I swan I" he exclaimed. Either
what my heads been the fullest of
lately has struck TO my eyesight or
else-why. say, Jim, that's Caroline,
amt 1T"
Pearson colored and seemed embar.
raised. EYES," be answered, ''that II
Miss Warren"
"Humphi Good likeness tool But
what kind Of rig has she got ont I've
seen her wear q good many dreases-
seems to have q different one for ev-
cry day, pretty nigh-but never saw
her in anything like that. Looks sort
Of outlandish, like one Of them foreign
girls at Geneva-or Leghorn, say"
sYes; that Is an Italian peasant oos-