Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1918-04-05
CHAPTER VIII-Contlnued.

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"Well, nothin', / guess. | am glad
you understand matters a little better
and don't intend for the estate nor you
to pay these Morlarty bills. just get
'em Off your mind. Forget 'em. I'll see
that eyerything's attended to. Ana,
later on, If you and me can, by putin
our heads together, help those folks to
earnin' a better Twin. why, we WILL
heyl"
The girl smiled up at him. Il think
she said, that you must be n VINO
likes to hide his light under a bushel.
Thank yo%u-uncle!"
She left Captain Elisha In a 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. 1t was the only
thing to do, and yet 1t 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.
A note on the dining oom table
proved, to the captains delight, to be
from James Pearson. 1t was brief and
to the point.
"Why don't you come and see meT'
wrote the young m . "Iye been ex'
pecting you, and you promised to come
Have you forgotten my address? II so,
here 1t is. l expect to be In all day to-
morrow"
The consequence Of this was that II
o'clock the next day found Captain
Elisha pulling the bell at a brick house
In n long brick block on a west side
street. The block had evidently been In
It's time the homes of we'll to do PEG
pie, but now 1t was rather dingy anc
gone to seed. Across the street the
first floors were for the most part small
shops, and in the windows above then
doctors signs ~alternated with those o
modistes, manicure artists and mill
ners.
The pull at the boarding house bel
was answered by a rather slatternl,
maid, who informed the visitor tina
she guessed Mr.. Pearson was In. II
most always was around lunch time
So Captain Elisha waited In a typica
boarding house parlor before a graf
with no fire In 1t and surrounded b
walnut and plush furniture until Pea
son himself came hurrying downstair'
Say, you're a brick, Captain Wa
rem" he declared as they shook hand
II hoped you'd come today. VIII
haven't you beforeT'
The captain explained his havin
miSlaid the address.
The captain asked about the nov
and how 1t was progressing. His cor
panion admitted having made son
progress, more In the line Of revisiC
than anything else. He had remodel,
his hero somewhat In accordance wi
his new friends suggestions duril
their interview at the Warren apal
ment and had introduced other chara
tiers. portrait sketches from memory
persons whom he had known In
boyhood days in the Maine town.
read a few chapters aloud, and Ca
tain Elisha waxed almost enthusiasts
over them.
Then followed a long discussion oy
II a point of ~Seamauship, the handling
- a bark in a gale.
At length Captain Elisha, havi
OF worked Uncle Jim" into a safe h
nd Dor after a hundred mile cruise unC
IA, Jury rig, with all hands watch a
b watch at the pumps, leaned forward
I've triumph to refill his pipe. Having d.
lst SO, his eyes remained fixed upon
photograph standing, partially hide
"" by a leather collar box, upon the DIRE
g err. He looked at 1t intently, then r
- and took 1t In his hand.
"Well, l swan !" he exclaimed. EFT
=. what my heads been the fullest
ia
srs. lately has struck to my eyesight
else-why, say. Jim, that's Carroll
las amt it?"
Pearson colored and seemed emil
,ort raised. YES" he answered, "that
Miss Warren"
"Humph! Good likeness too!
"a what kind Of rig has she got on?
G G her wear a good many dresse
~ seems to have a different n for
',ss cry day, pretty nigh-but l V
Wis her in anything like that. Looks
2v of ~outlandish, like one Of them fore
.sos girls at Geneva-or Leghorn, say"
Eyes. that Is an Italian peasant