White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1924-10-31

81 say" he said, I'm something of
a psychologist, think-ologist, puzzle
ologist l just came out with you to
ask why, when you knew Nancy was
in town, you made that remark to
her father about her being alone at
MacIntyres."
John did not answer at once.
well, just wanted to mention her,
to ask for her." he said at last
"But why that way? That's what
puzzles me-"
81 didn't want to look as if L o
well, l don't know why did"
"I'll tell you why" said the Wolfer,
though I can't explain all. You're in
love. People interest me. They do
things like that, like what you did.
They seem often not to be direct
when it's just as easy to be direct.
With you it's symptom; 1 know
that; but thought you might be able
to explain just why you did it"
II really can't agree it was silly"
20 we'll, I'll have to think out why
about her She was in your head in
your fever away up above timber
level, and she's in your head here
where the timber is all sidewalks and
houses"
"Are you-are you in love with
her?' asked John.
"You are not poaching on my pre-
5 serves" replied the Wolfer. II in love!
l love her, but only as love many
3 people. But I'm not crazy about any
: woman. I'm too much Of a wanderer
to settle down."
e He turned and walked toward the
|. fremont.
t. "Queer fellow!" thought John.
e With Ma and Prop Donovan John
e talked till midnight; and as he talked
it came to him suddenly, sitting there
d with them and feeling very fond OF
d them, that he must look much like a
son come home to them. Just as that
t. thought passed through his mind Nh
n said.
y you've had rough time, but you
1t have won through I'm surely glad. .
y Donovan heaved himself up in his
n chair.
o ut seems" said he, "as If l did
g what you wanted. He has a little wad
1t Of bills coming to him now. It's an
g awful world Can't get along without
g them dirty little bits of paper.
AS soon as Prop began to talk in
e that fashion Ma fidgeted, wondered
n. if the stove needed replenishing, OF
,e wanted a window shut or window
open. They seemed very fond Of eact
sr other and yet also appeared to bore
ut each other. She looked at the clock
err 90 look at the time" she excla1m
gs ed. "Half-after one! Half-after one
m. Goodnight"
all She rose, laughed gaily, and tapping
John on the shoulder, went from tn
Ia room Donovan sat a moment starin
before him, and then he glanced a
, the door.
~ "She's a peach" said he.
m. Johns gaze was also distant-upo
a vision of Nancy James. Well, h
:, must not feel like that. 1t was unfai
-. to the Wolfer-for John still had
shrewd suspicion that Walt was
"a love with Nancy, Notwithstanding hi
M asseveration that he was not. 1t wa
49,. too vehement. 1t made John recall
'Methinks she doth protest to
much!"
"Spokeshave!" as Blunt would HAY
no. said, to the VOTERS disgust.
In the morning John wakened {
,as early as he had been accustomed
100 waking in the mountain camps. BIZ
od Jaffery was a typical wideawake ives
ief ern mountain town, despite its la
ra census of but four thousand.
IRE By the time John reached the TT
to mont, Bunt had joined the Wolfer
the rotunda, and the three went I'M
he the diningroom together. Breakfa
nd. over they walked across to the liver
stable, where Blunt and Walt procure
ed. an assortment of samples of the or
we talked to the horses spell, stood ar
looked at them as men who care fl
no horses will, and then they went
ZEN Fred Stands assay office.
Fred was sitting in the little re,
he room, smoking cigarette which mao
him seem comic; it was SO small
ng smoke for such large fat man. f
ZEN looked at the ore and then at tt
Wolfer.
"Have seen this before?" he aske
. II hope So" said the Wolfer.
by, gosh, it's motifs not"
looked up at them, cigarette hangin
from mouth corner, blinking his eye
the smoke in them.
Il guess 1t will be good enough
said Bunt
"All right" Fred Stand gave
knowing inclination of the head. ~
see what's to it for YOU"
They then passed on to the Ian
registry office and entered, to find
colored gentleman doing little ligt
work with a feather buster over rol
top desk.
when does this office open?" aske
the Wolfer.
Its open, sah but you are littl