Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1922-07-08


mr.. John We'ton, ~
blue Rapids. Kansas.
Dear Mr.. Welton:
SIT Is possible that Alan Conrad
has mentioned me-or at least told
you Of my father--in connection with
his stay In Chicago. After Alan left
Chicago, my father wrote twice to his
Blue Rapids address, but evidently he
had instructed the postmaster there
to forward his mall and mad not made
any change In those instructions, for
the letters were returned to Alan's nd
dress ana In that way came back to
US. We did not like to press inquiries
further than that, as of course he
could have communicated with us II
| he had not FELT that there was some
reason for not doing SO. Now, how
ever. something Of such supreme i'm
p0rtance to him has come to us that
1t Is necessary for us to get word to
him at once. If you can tell me any
address at which he can be reached
by telegraph or major where a mes
senger can find hint will oblige us
very much and will be to his interest"
She hesltated, about to sign 1t then,
impulsively, she added:
II trust you know that we have
Alan's interest of heart and that you
can safely tell us anything you may
know as to where he Is or what he
may be doing. We all liked him here
so very much. /. !"
She signed her name. There were
still two other letters to write. Only
the handwriting of the address upon
the package. the Manitowoc postmark
and the shoe box furnished clues to
the sender Of the ring and the watch
and the other things. Constance her.
self could not trace those clues, but
Henry or her father could. She wrote
to both Of them, therefore, describing
the articles which had come and re-
Iating what she had done.
The next noon she received
wire from Henry that he was Coming
up" 1t did not surprise her, as she
had expected him the end Of the week.
Late that evening, she sat with her
mother on the wide, screened veranda.
The lights of some boat turning In
between the points and moving swift
~ caught her attention. AS 1t entered
the path Of the moonlight, its look was
so like that Of Henry's power yacht
that she arose. 1t was his way, as
soon as he had decided to leave bust
ness again and go to her, TO arrive
as soon as possible; that had been his
way recently, particularly. SO the
sight of the yacht stirred her warmly
and she watched while II ran in close,
stopped and instantly dropped
dingey from the davits. She saw
Henry In the stern of the little boat;
1t disappeared In the shadow of
pier +. she heard, presently. the
gravel Of the walk crunch under his
quick steps, and then she saw him In
the moonlight among the trees. She
went down on the path to meet him.
How quickly you Gamer
"You let yourself think you needed
me. Connle!'
Il did. :"
He had caught her hand In his and
he held II while he brought her to the
porch and exchanged greetings with
her mother. Then he led her on past
and into the house.
When she saw his face In the light,
there were signs of strain in 1t.
You're tired, Henry!'
He shook his head, Its been rot
ten hot In Chicago; then I guess !
wns mentally stocking all the way up
here, Connie. But first, where are
the things you wanted me to see?'
She ran upstairs and brought them
down to him. Her hands were sbak-
ing now as she gave them to him; she
could not exactly understand why but
her tremor increased as she saw his
big hands fumb:lg as he unwrapped
the muffler and shook out the things
Ii inclosed. He took them up one by
one and looked at them, as she had
done. His fingers were steady now,
but only by mastering of control, the
effort for which amazed her.
lie had the watch In hts hands.
THE inscription Is inside the front"
she said
She pried the cover open again and
read with him, the words engraved
within.
"'As master Of : What ship was
he master of then, Henry. and how
did he rescue the winnebago's peo-
pley
''lIe never talked to me about things
like that, Constance. This is all?"
"Yes."
Henry put the things back In the
box. "Of course, this is the end of
Benjamin Corvet.'
"of course" Constance said She
was shaking again and, Without will
Ing It, she withdrew little from Hen
ry. He caught her hand again and
drew her back toward him. His hand
was quite steady.
You know why l came to you ms