The daily Alaskan., 1921-02-26

John md Paul rcndlehavCn had chosen medicine and surgery as their vocation when they were In college. John was a bachelor, and Paul wld- over. At the time this story opens the latter was an invalid, his lnfrmity brought about by the death of his young wife, who had died at the birth of their daughter, and the disappear ance of the little girl when she was but a year old. Pendlehaven place comprised whole city block, on which stood a house, almost q mansion. In the family were John, Paul, and Mrs. Curtis and her two children, Katherine and Reginald. Mrs. Curtis was a sec ond cousin to the Pendlehaven broth CTS and had made her home with them since her children had been left father less. Mrs. Curtis had buried two hus- bands, sIlas Curtis, the father of Katherine, and Edmund Brown, the father of Reginald.
 For over a year now Paul Pendle- haven had not left his apartments in the southern wing of the house. Many times he had told his brother, John, that he only waited with what pa- tIence he could for the call to go away, to follow after his girl-wife, and perhaps, well, perhaps his child might now be with her mother.
 On the day that Urlah Devon re- turned from his weeks bout, Doctor Pendlehaven was seated opposite hIs cousin Mrs. Curtis, at dinner.
 "Sarah," he began gravely, q wish you'd consent to my taking Reginald in hand for a time. He will be absO- lutely ruined if something isn't done with him."
 The coquettish smile which Mrs. Curtis always used In the presence or the eminent doctor left her face, and her lips drew down at the corners.
 "What's he done nOw?" she cried.
 He isn't going to college at all" said the doctor. "He won't pass any of hIs examinations If he doesn't go to class and get his hours in. ." He paused a moment and then went on, Another thing I dislike to speak of, but l must. Reginald has no idea Of mine and thine. I'm very much afraid he takes what doesn't beloug to him."
 Mrs. Curtis uttered a squeal.
 Goodness gracious, you accuse him of stealing" she screamed.
 "Tm afraid he does, Sarah" he an- swered gently. "Constantly I'm miss ing money and things. Ii will hurt you to know that some one almost stripped my wardrobe of clothes, and now I find there Isn't much left for poor Paul. Paul is very much dis treSsedl suppose If Reginald did take them, he thought they were of no value"
 "were theyf' querIed Mrs. Curtis. leaning over the table. still very angry.
 Whether they were or not, Sarah, replied Doctor Pendlehaven, ignoring his young cousins appeal, they didn't belong to him. And they were val uable to Paul In that they held some thing he prized highly. It hasn't been my habit to interfere between you and your children, Sarah, but l do wish you'd ask the boy If he did take PauIs clothes. If he's sold them, I'll pay whatever the amount is."
 "How perfectly disgusting" snapped Mrs. Curtis. "If the child did sell them, thinking they were no good, you'd certainly not want them back from a secondhand shop"
 Doctor Pendlehaven rose from the table.
 Ask him about the suits, Sarah, he said, walking toward the door, "Perhaps If you tell him Paul will give him a hundred dollars for them and the contents of their pockets, he'll look them up."
 Mrs. Curtis rose with dignity, her damp handkerchief clenched In her hand.
 "Pll not insult my only son." she said distinctly.
 (Continaea on Tuesday,