Redmond and Reynolds smiled, but Glen immediately stepped forward, and putting her arms about the neck of the embarrassed man, kissed him upon the cheek.

“There, you have your reward, sir,” she announced.  “And if you are willing you may have me as a daughter.  How will that do?”

Harmon was now more confused than ever.  Not since the last time his mother kissed him had a woman’s lips ever touched his face.  And this girl had really kissed him, Andrew Harmon, the staid and sober editor of the Telegram and Evening News!  What would his associates think and say if ever they heard of it?  He thought of all this as he stood there abashed with the girl’s twinkling eyes fixed upon him.

“But perhaps you do not consider me a reward, sir.”  It was Glen speaking, so with an effort Harmon rallied his tumultuous senses.  He must rise to the occasion, and say something.  He mopped his perspiring brow with his handkerchief, and looked helplessly around.

“Reward!” he gasped.  “Not consider you a reward!  Oh, Lord! what have I done to merit such happiness?  You as my daughter!  You the fairest of the fair, the flower of womanhood, you, you——­”

“Come, come, sir,” Reynolds laughingly chided, as Harmon floundered for words.  “You will make me jealous if you are not careful.  But suppose we have something to eat, as I, for one, am hungry.  Dinner is already served, and waiting for us.  This is a part of our surprise; a private dinner, with plates set for four.”

“It is certainly wonderful what money will do,” was Harmon’s comment as he took his seat at the table at Glen’s right hand.  “Little did I expect such surprises to-night.”

“Isn’t it delightful!” the girl replied.  “I have heard so much about you lately, and what a great man you really are, that I felt quite nervous at the thought of meeting you.  But I am not one bit afraid of you now.”

Redmond and Reynolds laughed, and even Harmon smiled.  The editor was happy and contented, and life seemed very pleasant just then.  He was satisfied to listen in silence while Reynolds related the story of his experiences in the north, and his great triumph in winning the only daughter of the dreaded ruler of Glen West.

“It all seems to me like a fairy-tale,” Harmon, remarked, when Reynolds had finished.  “To think that in so short a time you have undergone such wonderful adventures, discovered my old friend, and won this fair maiden.  And the gold; what of it?  You will begin mining at once, of course.”

“We intended to do so,” Redmond replied.  “But on our way here we were fortunate enough to sell our interests to one of the largest mining concerns in the United States for a most gratifying sum.  You see, there was great excitement in that region when it was learned that gold had been discovered.  Miners literally flocked into the place, and the wilderness has been suddenly converted into a busy mining camp.  We were offered large sums for our claims, but refused all until we reached Whitehorse.  There we were met by the agent of the great Hibberdash Mining Company, and so tempting and liberal was his offer, that we sold out our entire interests.  We are perfectly satisfied, as we shall now be free from all mining worries.”