The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1935-12-20

Published BY Special ARRANGEMENTS with The
Chicago Trtbune-New York News Syndicate.
Incorporated
Copyright: 1884: BY Douglas Newton)
GIN TWO PARTS-PART TWO)
Queer, that a child who did not know
him, who owed him nothing, could be
so full Of glowing happiness at the
thought that he lived and she could
save him. Odd this brotherliness, this
instinct for humanity to help human
lty: The father had It, too. He cried
with a ring in his voice:
Splendid, Clemmy! Get him to open
his mouth if you a and take a good
drink. Then chafe his hands and pres
emily give him the hot coffee from the
thermos."
He heard them shoveling frantically
at the snow outside, while the girl
treated him with her exquisite moth
er1ng tenderness, clumsy and yet so
anxious.
"Shiss!" she smiled at him. Don't
worry, we'll soon have you all right
Her father and Naylor broke open
the door of the car.
The father, a long, spare man. kissed
the girl as he drew her aside.
Fine, Clemmy," he said, and to
Hardron, well have you out of this
Is no time, sir. No, don't move. That
thermos, Clemmy."
He and Naylor and the other man
carried Hardron out bodily in a swath-
ing of rugs. 1t was heavy going through
the snow, but the man vas very
strong. There was a sledge close by,
they put him on that, and the three
men al him toward the house. Bob
bic had Sprinted on to say they were
coming, but Clemmy wouldn't; she
pushed the sledge from behind, mold
ing Hardron or.
The hall of the house a a great
glowing heaven of warmth an6 light.
There was a deep fireplace full of
flaming logs. A great Christmas tree
strung with o decorations than
toys, scared toward the darb beams
of the ceiling. Green stuff and red
berries cleaned on the old, mellow
panelling.
A serene and gracious place. A wom-
dle-aged servant took charge of him,
putting him on a couch not too near
the fire. A smaller girl, as we'll as
Clemmy and Bobbie, lowered about,
ready to fetch and carry. Their eager
ness in good will was as lovely as the
house-was the spirit Of the house.
The calm woman, Clemmy's moth
er, handled Hardron gently, Knowing
the pain of blood returning to frozen
veins. The man cut Hardron's boots
away as his wife chaffed his hands,
and put warm blankets about his dead
feet.
The man, like his daughter, looked
gray and persisted. but he did not take
a hot drink until he wa sure Hard
ron had pulled through. It was Hard
ron, in fact, who said:
"Give your husband and Clemmy
something hot. I'm we'll enough now"
He ought to have been startled to
find himself thinking Of others. but
it seemed only natural in that at
mosphere.
He looked at the man queerly when
the wife went up to see if his room
and a bed with warm blankets were
ready. He asked:
"This is Drannys, isn't it?"
Eyes" the man smiled. my names
Rule"
ct know" the millionaire said.
mines Hardron, Simon Hardron I'm
"That's all right. Your chauffeur
told me who you WERE" Bob Rule
smiled.
Before you came to dig me out?"
Directly he reached us"
"And 2" Hardron was puzzled.
But do you really know who I amp
"You mean, do I know you're the
mar who means to buy me out OF
Drannys-yes," Bob Rule smiled, and
lifting Hardron bodily carried him
gently to his guest room.
A subdued rafting at his fireplace
woke Hardron next morning. He
turned his head, saw the boy Bohbie in
flannels and a patched sports coat
cleaning his crate.
healthy. jolly face at his exclamation.
did you sleep all right? Anything I
can get you?" -.
IT slept all night" Hardron said
with the wonder of a man who only
slept fitfully. aren't you Mr. Rules
SOM"
Rather" said the boy as though
proud of it.
you're the only son, aren't you'
How old are you?"
Twelve and a Bit" said the boy.
eyes. I'm the H. T. A. T. A."
"What?"
"Heir to all the Ages" the boy grin,
ned. Look, she's done. Six sticks and
eight pieces of coal and there you are.
And now logs-so. Sitting room next.
Clemmy will be along in a fifty"
"Ah. Clemmy," something glowed
within Hardron as he remembered
Clemmy. what does Clemmy stand
for and how old is she?"
"Clemmy? Or. short for Clemen-
tine. Dogs body of a name for a girl,
isn't it? But the eldest Rule daugh-
ter's always been it for hundreds of
years. She's 49,"
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