The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1919-12-12

meant And you put this on me, too
you put this responsibility on me
But I tell you, and I told Uncle
George, that the responsibility isn't
all mine! If you were so sure was
wrong all the time-when took her
away, and when / turned Morgan out
If you were so sure, what did you
let me do it for? You and Uncle
George were grown people, both of
you, weren't you? You were older
than I, and if you were so sure you
were wiser than /, why did you just
stand around with your hands hanging
down, and let me go ahead? You
could have stopped it if it was wrong,
couldn't you"
Fanny shook her head. "No, George"
she said slowly. Nobody could have
stopped you. You were too strong,
and"
'And what?" he demanded loudly.
"And she loved you-too WELL"
George stared at her hard, then his
lower lip began to move convulsively,
and he set his teeth upon it but could
not check its frantic twitching.
He ran out of the room.
She sat still, listening. He had
plunged into his mothers room. but no
sound came to Fanny's ears after the
sharp closing of the door; and pres
emily she rose and stepped out into
the hall-but could hear nothing.
hof int Cd
human eye and ear within the lonely
darkness on the other side Of that
door-in that darkness where Isabel's
own special chairs were, and her own
special books, and the two great wal
nut wardrobes filled with her dresses
and wraps? What tragic argument
might be there vainly striving to con-
flute the gentle dead? "In Gods name,
what else could / have done?" For
his mothers immutable silence was
surely answering him as Isabel in life
would never have answered him, and
he was beginning to understand how
eloquent the dead can be. They can
not stop their eloquence, no matter
how they have loved the living; they
cannot choose. And so, no matter in
what agony George should cry out,
What else could I have done?" and
to the end Of his life no matter how
often he made that wild appeal, Isabel
was doomed to answer him with the
wistful, faint murmur.
I'D like to have-seen him. Just
once"
A superstitious person
might have thought 1t unfortunate that
Fanny's partner in speculative indus
try as in Wilbur's disastrous rolling
mills, was that charming but too hap
hazardous man of the world, George
Anderson. He was one of those OPP
timists who believe that If you put
money into a great many enterprises
one of them is sure to turn out for
tune, and therefore, in order to find
the lucky one, 1t Is only necessary to
go into a large enough number Of them.
"You ought to have thought Of my
record and stayed out" he told Fanny,
one day the next spring, when the af-
fairs Of the headlight company had
begun to look discouraging. Things
do look bleak, and I'm only glad you
didn't go into this COMPOUNDED thing
to the extent did,"
Miss Fanny grew pink. "But it must
GO right" she protested. "We saw
with our own eyes how perfectly 1t
worked out in the shop. 1t simply"
"Oh, you're right about that" Am
berson said. "It certainly was per
feet thing-in the shop!"
"But think of that test on the road
when We"
"That test was lovely" he admitted.
'The inventor made us happy with his
oratory, and you and Frank Bronson
and went whirling through the night
at a speed that thrilled us. We must
never forget it-and we never shall.
It. COST
"But something must be DONE"
1T must indeed! My something
would seem to be leaving my watch at
my uncle's. Luckily, you"
The pink of Fanny's cheeks became
deeper. "But isn't that man going to
do anything to remedy it? Can't he
try to"
"He can try" said Anderson. ''He
is trying, in fact. I've sat in the shop
watching him try for several beautiful
afternoons"
"But you must make him keep on
tryingw
ooh, yes. I'll keep sitting"
However, in spite of the time he
spent sitting in the shop, worrying the
inventor of the fractions light, Amber
son found opportunity to worry him.
self about. another matter of business.
This was the settlement of Isabel's
estate.
Its curious about the deed to her
house." he said to his nephew. you're
absolutely sure 1t wasn't among her pa
pers"
Mother didn't have any papers,"
George told him. "None at all. All
she ever had to do with business was
to deposit the checks grandfather gave
her, and then write her own checks
against them"
"The deed to the house was never
recorded" Anderson said thoughtful-
ly. "1've been over to the courthouse
to see. think it would be just as
well to get him to execute one now in
your favor. I'll speak to him about
it."
George sighed. II don't think I'd
bother him about 1t; the house Is mine,
and you and 1 understand that. 1t is.
That's enough for me, and there isn't
likely to be much trouble between you