The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1923-08-22

er. Col. Richard Fair, father Of q
willful daughter, had rather stressed
the reservatlons-all the more, posi-
bly,. for realizing Masons surface
| charm.
SO far he had said nothing to his
daughter-time enough to speak when
he had tangible cause. His life cen
tered on her-she had cost him her
mother-naturally her marriage was a
matter of moment.
Young Wlmberly had all three
strains Of the blood, If he lacked the
name. He was, moreover, a country
gentleman born. What wonder Colonel
Richard yearned to have him succeed
| himself as master of Pathways.
Richie went early to bed, pleading
headache. She was hardly upstairs
before Nanny signaled her employer
that she must speak with him pri-
vately.
Obediently he. followed her to the
bottom of the big garden. Even there
they talked In whispers, save that once
or twice the colonel swore aloud. Mann
my soothed him, saying In her huskiest
undertone, "Nebber you mind, Marse
Dick. Leabe all dis matter ter me-
And you sleep easy. 1 knows de ropes
better'n 1 does de Teller days gwine
tie"
Next day was perfect reunion
weather-all roads leading to the
grove, where shade of primevaI trees,
within sound Of a big, bold spring
tinkling down from gray bluff, was
early thronged with merrymakers.
Yet Richie sat upon the piazza, hat
less, pretending to yawn, saying over
her shoulder to Nanny, lowering in
the background, 81 wouldn't go at all,
only it's sinful to waste victuals, and
1 know you've got enough to feed half
the crowd"
"Marse Dick done looked de basket"
Nanny flung back.
Richie smiled wickedly $50 he
dared to go and leave me waiting here
for Pete. 1 call that the right thing
for a well-trained parent. You may
car is bran-span new, and the finest in
the country"
An hour passed. Richie began TO
fidget She wanted to be late enough
to make her arrival a sensation, but
not so late as to be smothered in the
ruck of the tag-rag-and-bobtail from
everywhere.
Once she started to the telephone,
but paused halfway, and flung herself
down upon the broad hall divan, say
ing pettishly: NANNY believe I'm
hungry. Get me something, please"
"Spect you nebber eat er bite O.
breakfus," Nanny commented, but
without stirring from her seat on the
front steps. Distantly came the hum
ming of car driven at speed. Richie
smiled exultantly, then lounged into
the living room for a last view at her
self in the mantel mirror.
She heard rapid footsteps, masculine
ones, on steps, piazza, polished floor,
but did not turn her head until a
voice cried excitedly: "Richiel Get
yOul QulSh. oOlly yOu Hdu W
wait-but 1 couldn't get here min
ute sooner"
"Tom-Bob! Why are you here?
What's the matter?" Richie demanded,
Tom-Bob looked at her be- |
tween smiling and frowning. I'm
here-because Pete asked me to come |
and take you," he said doggedly.
"An' I'll tell you how come him ter
Ak" Nanny supplemented. "'Twus
1eccasse dey done Token him ter cote
FER shootin' craps all last Sunday wild
liggers at B'llin' Spring chu'ch whar
lie is er powerful pourin' out OBJ de
;perit-"
How do you know so much ?" Richia
aghast. Nanny chuckled
softly. my Sam is constable-recom-
member dat, honeyl" she said. Now,
,ut on you hat-an' put Pete Mason
,uten yo' head"
For a wonder Richie said, abedient-
y: II will, Nanny"