The St. Johns herald., 1922-05-18

Shaw. Therefore mods und becks and
 wreathed smiles were vain. In Cuth-
 bert's quiet, easy-mannered. thick
 headed way he could turn his back
 calmly on the face of love and follow
 the harsh call of duty even to death.
 It would not occur to him not to.
 And he never would suspect himself
 of being hero-that would be quite
 the incest part of 1t.
 And yet I knew poor Cuthbert was
 an exploded superstition, an anachro-
 nism, part of a vanishing order of
 things, and that the ideal which was replacing him was a bOiler-plated mOn- ster with clOckwOrk heart and brain, named Efficiency. And that Cuthbert must go, along with his Jacobean ma- nor, and his family ghost, and the
 oaks in the park, and everything else that couldn't prove its right to live except by being fine and lovely and full of garnered sweetness of the past
 At this point in my meditations the door of the cabin opened and Miss Browne came out, looking sternly res Olute. Aunt Jane followed, very pink about the eyes and nose. With commanding gesture Miss Browne sig naled the rest to approach. Mfr. Tubbs bounced up with alacrity. MT. Shaw and Cuthbert Obeyed less promptly, but they Obeyed. Meanwhile Violet waited, looking implacabe as fate.
 And where is Captain Magnus?" she demanded, glancing about her.
 But no one knew what had become of Captain Magnus.
 As for myself, continued to sit in the shade and tat. But l could hear with ease all that was said.
 MT. Tubbs." began Miss Browne your recent claims have been matter of prolonged consideration between Miss Harding and myself. We feel we cannot but feel-that there was a harshnesS in your announcement of them, an apparent concentration of your own interests, i'll bef1tting a mem- Der of this expedition. Also, that in actual substance, they were excessive. Not half, Mir. Tubbs; oh, no, not half But one-Quarter, Miss Harding and myself, as the joint heads of the Hard ing-Browne expedition, are inclined to think no more than the reward which is your due. We suggest, there fore, a simple way out of the difi- culty. Mir Dugald Shaw was engaged on liberal terms to find the treasure. He has not found the treasure. He has not found the slightest clue to it's present whereabouts. Mir. TubbS. on the contrary. has found clue. It is a clue of the first importance. It is equivalent almost to the actual discOv- cry of the chest. Therefore let Mir. Shaw, convinced l am sure by this calm presentation of the matter of the justice of such a course, resign his claim to a fourth of the treasure in favor of Mir. Hamilton H. Tubbs and agree to receive instead the former allotment of Mr. Tubbs. namely, one sixteenth"
 Having offered this remarkable sug- gestiOn. Miss Browne folded her arms and waited for it to bear fruit.
 It did-in the enthusiastic response of MT. TubbS. Well, well!" he ex- claimed. ''TO think of our takin' old Fl. H. that literal! O. course, havin | formed my habits in the financial cen terS of the country, 1 named a stiff | price at first-a stiff price. I won't | deny. But that's jest the leetle way | of a man used to handlin' large af- | fairs-nOthing else to it, 1 do assure i you. The Old Man himself used to say, There's old Fl. H.-you'd think | he'd eat the paint off house. he'll | show up that graspin' in a deal. And | all the time it's jest love of the game. Let him know he's goin' to win out, and bless you, old H. H. will swing right round and fair force the profits on the other party. H. H. is slicker than soap to handle, if only you handle him right Can 1 say without hard feelin's that jest now H. H. was not handled right? Instead O bein' joshed with, as he looked for, he was took up short, and even them which he might have expected to show confdence"- here Mir. TubbS cast a reprOachful eye at Aunt Jane-'run off with the notion that he meant jest what he said. All he'd done for this expedl- tiOn, his loyalty and faith to same, was forgotten, and he was thought of as self-seeker and VOraciOus Shark" The pain of these recOllectiOns damned the torrent of Mir. TubbS' speech.
 "Oh. Mir. Tubbs! p Dreathed Aunt Jane, heart-brokenly, and of course tear trickled gently down her nose, following the path of many previous tears which had already left their Sa-