The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1920-06-17

tiifle trump IN + vain hope that II
Woula enable him 10 take the odd trick
In ihe huge game be had pinsed for
fns years decided 70 sell hts Valley
II The Giants
Shsley. ~ explained "a preceding
chapter. had been present the night
John cssuiigan. desperate and brought
10 hay NJ lasi, had telephons~i penainr.
ton ~ the iatters home. accepting Pen
Z alngiou's last oarr for %. VALLEY OF
The Giants The cruel triumph In the
I Coionels handsome face - he eurtiy
rehuned old Cardigan had been TOO ap-
nnrenf for the girl Ia mistake she
rrallz.d now that q crisis had come in
4 the affairs Of the Cnrdlrans. and across
her vision there flashed again the
vision Of Bryce cnriigAH's hefnecom-
lng az a tall old man with his trem.
bling arms claspcd around his boy.
with grizzled cheek laid against bis
sons. as one Who. seeking comfort
through bitter years. At length had
found H.
Presently another thought came 70
Shirley II Nonder's she unused. Hes
proud Perhaps the realization that
he will soon he penniless and shorn Of
his high estate has made him chary OF
acquiring new friends IN his old cir
Gle Perhaps II he Mere secure IN his
business affairs An. yes Poor boy
He was desperate for hfty thousand
.tnJl lar ~ lat ftnh
Bryce. Bryce" she murmured. Il think
I'm beginning 70 understand some Of
your fury that day in the woods It's
all great mystery, but I'm sure YOU
didn't intend 10 be 500 terrible. Oh.
my dear. II We had only continued TO
he. perhaps you'd lei me help you now
For what good n money II one cannot
help ones dear friends IN distress7
SIN, ! know you wouldn't let me help
You. for men Of your stamp cannot
borrow from q woman. no matter how
desperate their need. And yei-you
only need psltry nifty thousand dol
lars 7"
shirley carried 10 bed with her thst
night the woes of the Cardgans. ana
In the morning she telephoned Moira
McTavlsh and invited the latter to
lunch with her at home that noon.
when MORA came. Shirley saw that
she had been weeping
my poor MORA I" she said, putting
her arms around her visitor. what
M. a.
there, deari Tell me all about H."
MORA laid her head on ShIrley's
shoulder and sobbed for several min
utes. Then, IFS Mr.. Bryce" she
walled Hes 40 unhappy Some
things happened; they're going to-
sell Cardigan's redwoods and they
don't want 10. just before ! left the
office, Mr. Bryce came inland stood
a moment looking-at me-so trngi-
cally IL asked him what had hap
pened. Then he patted my cheek
know I'm just one OF his RESPONSE
said. Poor MORA Never
any luck = and went into his-privafe
office. ! waited little. and then
went in. too: and-oh. Miss Sumner,
he had his head down on his desk. and
when touched his head. he reached
up and took my hand and held it,
and laid his cheek agdnst IL little
whlle-and oh, his cheek was wet
IT'S cruel of God--to make him--un-
happy. He's good--too good And
Oh. love him so. Miss Shirley, love
him so-and he'll never. never know.
I'm Just one OF hjs-responsiblllties
You know; and I shouldn't presume.
But nobody--has ever been kind 10
ne hut Mr.. Bryce-and you. And 7
amt help loving people who are kind
and gentle 10 nobodles"
Moira's story--her confession Of
owe, so tragic because so hopeless
stirred Shirley deeply She seated
herself In front Of MORA and cupped
ier chin In her palm.
"of course. dear" she said. You
'ouldnt possibly see anybody you
owed suffer 80 and not feel dreadfulIy
bout II. And when man like Bryce
,ardIran Is struck down. he's apt 90
present rather tragic and helpless
lgure. He wanted sympathy. Moir1.-
sympathy. and Il was dear
. you TO give II 10 him"
I'D gladly die for him" MORN an.
weied simply ooh. Miss Shirley.
ou don't know him the vay we who
york for him do. II Won did. you'd
I'VE him. too. You couldn't help n,
Hiss shirley"
Tel me about his trouble. MORA"
Il think It's money. He's been ter
ibly worried for long time and I'm
fraid things aren't going right with
be business II hurts them ferrfhl,
o have 20 sell The VALLEY % the
'ianis. but t,.sy have to Colonel PEN
ingfon Is the only enc Who would
onsidsr buying n they don't want
I'm "a have ii-snd siill they have
D sell TO him. Mr. Bryce ssys he
sther has lost bis courage ~ last.
I'd Oh. dear fhings ere in such
,ess. Mr.. Bryce started 20 tell no
. shout ii-snd then be stopped sud
snly and wouldn't ssv smother word