Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1918-06-28
CHAPTER VIlI-Continued.


"Well, nothin', / guess. I 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 everythings attended to. And,
later on, if you and me can, by putin
our heads together, help those folks to
earnin' a better livin', why, we will,
hey?"
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-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 it seemed like dis
loyalty to Malcolm Dunn. This trou-
bled him, but the trouble was, just
then, 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 room 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 ma 1--WE been ex.
pecting you, and you promised to come.
Have you forgotten my address? If so,
here it 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 brick house
In long brick block on west side
street The block had evidently been in
Its time the homes of well to do PEG.
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
modistes, manicure artists and MILL
ners.
The pull at the boarding house bel
was answered by rather slatternly
maid, who informed the visitor thai
she guessed Mr.. Pearson was in. He
most always was around lunch time
So Captain Elisha waited in typica
boarding house parlor before a CRATE
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 as they shook hands
II hoped you'd come today. Why
haven't you before?"
The captain explained his having
mislaid the address.
The captain asked about the move
and how it was progressing. His com
panion admitted having made som,
progress, more in the line of revision
than anything else. He had remodelet
his hero somewhat in accordance will
his new friends suggestions durin.
their interview at the Warren apart
ment and had introduced other charac
ters, portrait sketches from memory O
persons whom he had known in hi
boyhood days in the Maine town. III,
read a few chapters aloud, and Cap
tain Elisha waxed almost enthusiastic
over them.
Then followed long discussion owe
a point of seamanshlp, the hand ing O
bark In gale.
At length Captain Elisha, havin,
worked Uncle Jim" into a safe har
Dor after hundred mile cruise unde
fury rig, with all hands watch ant
watch at the pumps, leaned forward il
triumph to refill his pipe. Having don
so, his eyes remained fixed upon
photograph standing, partially hiddel
by leather collar box, upon the dress
er. He looked at it intently, then ros
and took it in his hand.
"Well, l swan p he exclaimed. "Eithe
what my heads been the fullest O
lately has struck to my eyesight o
else-why, say, Jim, that's Caroline
sin't itf"
Pearson colored and seemed embar
raised. "Yes,' he answered, that i
Miss Warren"
"Humph! Good likeness too! Blu
what kind Of rig has she got on2 w
seen her wear good many dresses
seems to have a different one for ev
cry day, pretty nigh-but never say
her in anything like that. Looks sor
Of outlandish, like one of them foreigl
girls at Geneva-or Leghorn, say"
eyes; that Is an Italian peasant cos