The Mena weekly star. (Mena, Ark.) 1904-1977, 1920-07-08

CHAPTER v.

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sgls...
the well-remembered streets
ola Bryce Cardigan and his
walked arm In arm, their
continuously Interrupted by
ming but impulsIve Sequoians
listed upon halting the pair to
ands with Bryce and bid him
home. In the presence of
irl parties the old man quickly
ed the agitation he had felt
long-deferred meeting with his
when presently they left the
section Of the town and
into less-frequented street.
,tior assumed the character
iiet JOY, evidenced in a more
Earring and a firmer tread, as
trove. despite his seventy-six
lot TO appear Homogeneous as
red beside his splendid son.
h I could see you more clear
said presently. His voice as
his words expressed profound
put there was no hint of despair
-break now.
who up to this moment had
ID from discussing his fathers
1nes. drew the old man a little
% his side.
is wrong with your eyes, palT
ted. He did not often address
ent. after the fashion Of most
S Father" Dad" or "Pop,"
ere closer to each other than
ID q rare sense OF perfect COM
D found expression. on Bryce's
such salutations as pal"
r" and. infrequentIy, "old
|racts, son." his father answer
erely the penalty Of old age"
can't something be done about
handed Bryce. Cant they be
omehow or other7"
ainly they can. But / shall
wait until they are completely
and / have become completely
then specialist viii perform
n1,on on my eyes. and in all
Iify my sight VIII be restored
Nv years. However, l haven't
be matter 2 great deal Of con
on. And ! am about ready to
vi ia like to. in fact; I'm
but you can't quit until you've
|ur redwoods again" Bryce re.
him. Il suppose it's been a
me since you've visited the
of the Giants; your long exile
e ood-goblins has made you a
oomy. I'm afraid"
Cardigan nodded. Il haven't
EN- Ii sear and a half, Bryce.
ne ] was Up, / slipped between
IS on that old skid-road and
broke my old fool neck"
It wasn't fair Of you to make
away SO long II l had only
III / had remotely suspected
d have spelled everything of
Don't scold me. son. You're
We now. and ! couldn't bear TO
br you until you'd had your
His trembling old hand crept
"a closed upon his boys hand,
but free from signs of toll.
my pleasure, Bryce" he con
"aild sou Wouldn't deny me
Ice Of sport. would you? Re
Z. lad. | never had a boyhood !;
had d college education. and
y real travel have ever had
zen | worked my way around
Iorn as 4 foremost hand. and
Nv then was water and hard
Jan I've keen since is my little
here h S0QuoIa and In San
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We sacrificed enough-too much
Be. n4d.
leased me to give you all the
ecs ] wanted and couldn't af-
It'll / was too old and too busy
oder them. Besides. 1t was
0fher's wish. And you have
Your little run. haven't your"
.luded wistfulIy.
re. DAD. = n=see's great hand
over the back OF his fathers
be shook the old man with
erocIfy. stubborn old lumber
he claided.
Cardigan shook with an in
buckle. for the loving abuse his
formed a habit of heaping on
yer failed to thrill him. In
eiy Bryce had realized that
cbvious sympathy copicusly
led was not the medicine for
hers bruised spirit. hence he
to regard the latter's blindness
re temporary annoyance. some
b be considered lightly. Ii =.
a it was typical of him now
e subject had been discussed
to resolve never to refer to
borrow morning I'm going to
pair Of overalls on you, arm
M 4 tin can and swab, and
to &reaFine the sideways.
xn1ltve deceived me-"
nou6ense. II Il had whimpered,
nolE only have spoiled every
ertheless, you were forced to
be - hurry home"
mmoned you the instant !
4 was going to need you"
0u didn't. John Cardigan. You
PED ne because. for the first
your life, you were panicky