The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1924-09-04


wonder. Diggs, the Office boy, ten min
utes late and just hanging up his cap,
tried to fade away from view. He was
halted by a stern %peremptory chal-
lenge.
Late, are you? Don't repeat i'll"
Diggs wilted. Over behind the rail-
ing Ned Warner, bookkeeper, started,
stared hard at his relative and en-
ployer.
Il want it understood here and
now" fairly shouted Mr.. Gresham, 81
won't have anybody in my service who
appears here for work jaded and worn
out with late hours. I'm watching
things-look out!"
AS he slammed the door noisily af-
ter him a young man sped quickly to
the side Of Ina.
ooh, Arthur" she gasped family,
what does it all meanT"
II can't tell you" replied Arthur
Gresham rapidly. Il never saw father
in such a mood before"
Perhaps he has heard about
about"
about our engagement" interrupt
ed Arthur. 81 think not. But he soon
will"
"You-you are going to tell him?"
1--WE done it already-by letter. l
just left it on his desk. Ina, for mer-
cy's sake hurry in there, quick! Get
that letter. It's no time, the present,
for father to read it. I'll be less cow
ardly and go to him openly when he's
out Of this tantrum."
ooh, l fear! 1 fear!" trembled poor
Ina, but she went to the private Of
flee.
"Huhl looking for anything?" de-
manded Mr.. Gresham, so fiercely that
her heart sank.
"Why, II was looking for IA
letter."
THAT it?" challenged Mr.. Gresham,
and he held up a missive just opened.
"Well, I've read it. You had better
leave here at the end Of the month"
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Arthur was in business for himself.
Not so Ned Warner. If Mr.. Gresham
proud Of his strong, manly, indie
pendent son, he also loved Ned War
ner. The latter was the son Of his
dearest friend. On bis deathbed Mr..
Gresham had promised to care for
him. That morning Mr.. Gresham had
learned Of his being seen with a gay
young card-playing and drinking
crowd. This was the cause that morn
Of his unusual spell Of temper.
A dark cloud seemed to hang owe
the Office all that day. Mr.. Gresham
remained in his Office until noon. He
out. Of the place then, his grim
silence adding new uneasiness to his
anxious watchers.
Ina, pale and s%ad-looking, was start
ing to leave the Office for lunch when
Ned approached her in the anteroom.
"Can [ have a word with you, Miss
Waller" he inquired. you have been
a good friend to me-" he said with sin
certify and humility. Il am in deep
distress and I feel that 1 must make a
confdant Of you. I am responsible
for the trouble here this morning, I am
sorry to say"
i did not know that" replied Ina,
with true sisterly sympathy.
well, I an. I have been a foolish,
1isloyal fellow to the kindest man
hat ever lived, Mr.. Gresham, and he
it. oh my sins are not very
leavy, but 1 have wasted time, gone
With riotous companions and other
wise disappointed him. He was hint
ng at me when he burst out so this
morning" and Ned, with honest tears
contrition In his eyes, told Ina the
whole story, ending up with For the
iake of you others I guess I had better
70 somewhere and make a man of my
you will do nothing of the sort!'
declared Ina. "There is too much good
n you to throw yourself away. Go
traight to Mr.. Gresham, tell him all
7ou have told me, turn over a new
eaf and make him happy"
"Ill do it, and I'll reform, 1 vow 1
vill!7 cried Ned earnestly.
It was late in the day when Ina
mildly entered the room Of her en-
llONtIs NIUE uIEdAtlnS VI INV ANFOA
bly, Ned Warner had paved the way
or a gracious reception.
mfr. Gresham" she said, Il have
lecided not to wait until the end Of
he month, but leave today"
"Why, hadn't you better stay for a
ew days? My wife will be back from
he country Thursday, and then be-
you there a be arrangements
made" t
For what?" gasped the perplexed a
ma. W
"Why, I supposed you would be glad I
o have her cooperation as to the
rousseau and the wedding arrange
lents-' a
"Why!" gasped the petrifed Ina, n
you discharge me this morn
1g?" i
whats that? Me? Ha, hal no. II
O.! Bless me, my dear young lady! =
THAT ever put that into your head2 -
c;,op1- c,,00ocfod fhat nc Won arc r