The Raymer enterprise., 1918-11-28
CHAPTER VlIl-continued.

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We'll. nothin'. guess. am glad
you understand matters a little better
and don't intend for the estate nor you
to pay these Moriarty bills. Just get
'em off 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
earnln' q better llvin', why. we win.
heyr
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-uncler'
She left Captain Elisha In q curious
state Of mind. Against bis will he had
been forced TO accept thanks and
credit which. he believed, did not right
fully belong to him. II was the only
thing to do. and yet II seemed like dis
loyalty TO Malcolm Dunn This trou-
tiled him. but the trouble was. just
then. a mere pinhead Of blackness
against the radiance OF his spirit.
Ills brothers daughter had for the
drst time called him uncle.
A note on the dining room table
proved. to the captains delight. to be
from James Pearson. It was brief and
to the point.
why don't you come and see me7'
wrote the young ma 1--WE been ex-
pecting you, and you promised to come.
uaye you forgotten my addressi II so.
here 1t Is. expect to be In oil day to-
morrow"
The consequence Of this was that II
o'clock the next day found Captain
elisha pulling the bell at brick house
10 long brick block on q west side
street The block had evidently been In
Its time the homes OF well to do peo-
ole. but now It was rather dingy and
gone to seed. Across the street the
drst floors were for the most part small
shops. and In the windows above them
DOCTORS signs alternated with those OF
modistes. manicure artists and MILL.
uers.
The pull at the boarding house bell
was answered by rather slattenly
maid, who informed the visitor that
she guessed Mr.. Pearson was In. He
most always was around lunch time
SO Captain Elisha waited In a typical
boarding house parlor before crate
with no FIRE In 1t and surrounded by
walnut and plush furniture until Pear.
son himself came hurrying downstairs.
Say. you're a brick, Captain War.
Gen." he declared a. they shook hands.
Il 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 II 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
Ills new friends suggestions during
their interview at the Warren apart.
ment and had introduced other charac.
terA portrait sketches from memory Of
persons whom be had known In his
boyhood days In the Maine town. He
read few chapters aloud, and Cap
tain Elisha waxed almost enthusiastic
over them.
Then followed long discussion over
point Of seamanshlp. the handling of
bark In a gale.
At length Captain Elisha, having
worked "Uncle Jim" into a safe har-
Dor after hundred mile cruise under
Jury rig. with all handJ watch and
watch at the pumps, leaned forward In
triumph to refill his pipe. Having done
30. his eyes remai.ed fixed upon a
photograph standing, partially hidden
BY leathep lar box, upon the dress
er. He looked at 1t intently, then rose
and took II In his hand.
"Weii, swami" he exclaimed. Either
what my heads heen the fullest Of
lately has struck to my eyesight or
else-why. say. Jim, that's Caroline,
ain't itf
Pearson colored and seemed embar.
rassed. "Yes," be answered. shat ID
Mn Warren"
sHumphi Good likeness tool But
what kind Of rig has she got oct I've
eooa her wear Z good many dresses-
eo6ns 10 have . different one for ev.
~ Aay, pretty nigh-but I never saw
~ = onything like that Looks sort
= outlan6i6h. lfks one Of them foreign
~ q 0Gnova-or Leghsrn, ny"
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