Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1927-08-19
By Katherine Burt

OF both these u~nassailable elders. doubly
formidable now on the high peak Of their
mutual security. their pact against him
and his Chimes. From within. that
round voice Of Adriance came unmiti-
gated to his ears.
Its no use, Mary. I've made up my
mind about him. He walks q chalk line
from today forward. or he walks out. It's
for your sake. I've taken what the two
have left OF your life into my own hands.
and you've done with your long sacrt-
fee. At young Godfrey's first blunder-
drunkenness, insolence, extrRvagance,
carelessness-I don't care what name We
have to give it. the young man leaves
this house. 1 kick him out into the
won't promise you not to give him q
sound thrashing before he goes"
Lorrison, his cold hand gripping the
doorknob, waited. This pause seemed
misty. very long. His mothers voice
sighed. II suppose it's only the differ
ence between a long-and hopeless-cure
and a surgical operation" Hearing this
signing voice. the listener blinked and
closed his eyes. You know what I told
you, Mathew. And I meant 1t. I'm leav-
ing everything-my happiness. bis worth
lessness-in your hands. Do Just ex-
actly what you think most wise. God
knows my methods with him have con-
spicuously failed. Only. dc it without
malice. Be his judge, and not my aveng-
err, Mathew, please"
I'll be his judge" said Adriance. cit
isn't as if you hadn't lost all hope Of
him."
Mary Adriance was weeping. 81 never
had any hope, dear. He's been q long
despair. l sometimes, looking at that
terrible resemblance, wish that the In
evitable end were quicker In its coming.
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could be over and I able to forget"
On that last word Lorrison, outside the
door, turned and. with an air Of pale
thoughtfulness, withdrew.
A far too active fortnight later, a black
and secret fortnight, Lorrison met Fanny
Brett on the back stairs Of his mothers
house. He was coming In that ways
his fortnight had instructed him to do
to avoid attention. He was using the
bannister with considerably assiduity and
went back against 1t dangerously at sight
of Fanny.
"what you dom here. please. F-Fanny,
Fanny Brett?"
90. Mr.. Gill;
"What-you-doin' here, / say"
Your mother telephoned Miss Julia to
let her have a seamstress in the house
for a few days. Miss Julia, you see. only
took me on to oblige your mother. 20 she
was very glad to find something else fol-
me. So she sent me round at once I'm
here in this house-his house-and that
is wonderful-too simply wonderful"
Lorrison's eyes dropped as he slunl
past her, stumbling q little trying tc
make his progress less peculiar under thu
blind alteration of her u~nsuspecting eyes
But, she must know better now. Wher
she thinks me over. 1t ought've beor
pretty obvious" muttered Lorrison to hi
wet pillow.
And next he wondered. Nov. wha,
would my father do"
Easily answered by the promptings q
inherited devils There was an nd.
vantage to be taken OF the girls SILLY
alteration. Through his tipsy tears yount
Lorrison INDUCED In song. "NutbrowI
maiden. thou hast q bright blue eye TO
love. The bright blue eye is thine, love
the look in 1t is mine. love-" and passed