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I feel sc far from anywheresl
Perhaps my family
IHas got so many other cares
'1'hey've all forgotten mle.
I s'plose I'll starve to skin an' bono
If J stay losted here alone.
---3
* ... ~ISSNORTll'~
By WILLIAM
The dusk was just falling when Col'
bridge alighted from his cab and
mounted the steps which led to his
friend's gilices. He found the number
a-nd knocked, a little doubtful, for Jim
my Sullivan was not an ordinary busi
ness man. A deep voice shouted "Come
in!" and he ,entered forthwith.
A short and stout gentleman who was
Writing furiously at a paper littered
table sprang to his feet as Colbridgo
came forward.
"Good Lord-it's )ick! Come in,
man. I'd no idea that you would be
back so soonl.
"Sit down. There's a siphon on your
left and a box of smokes behind you."
Dick dropped into the seat and
stretched his long legs luxuriously.
"Jim, you're an oasis in the desert.
How's the Missis-likewise the kiddy?
!By the way, I've a cabby waiting be
low with my boxes."
"Splendid, thanks. I'll tell Jenkins
to have your things brought up."
Sullivan scribbled a note and touched
a bell. A youth appeared from an in
ner room, received it with murmured
instructions, and vanished. Five min
utes later Dick's possessions were be
fore him, and the man had departed
with the fare.
"I say, don't let me interrupt yon,"
protested the visitor, with the venera
tion due to a man who could earn
nine hundred a year by writing frothy
little articles and play cricket like a
professional.
"It's all right," his host assured him
comforta'bly. "The stuff needn't be
handed in before 7 to-night. "Some
Curious Attempts at Perpetual Mo
tion.' Your own case ought to be in
cluded, my son-though it isn't."
"It isn't," said Dick, "because the ex
periment was a dead failure from the
first. I can't stand everlasting hotels
and all the other delights of traveling
aduls. You.ng Myles is a decent chap,
but lie was on-ly with me for a (lay or
two. And I'm hanged if I can find an
other pal."
"How about female society? A wife
Is occasionally the lesser of two
evils."
"Really?" Dick pitched the remain
der of his cigar into the fire and flushed
oddly. "For a man married a couple of
yeiars, you're an obsti"'ate old optimist,
Jim." lie paused relnisc'ently. "There
was a woman on the Ostend boat with
a face like a buffalo. She found out
in some miraculous way that I had a
banking account and was unattached.
...It was horrible!"
"Poor, unprotected male! I'm afraid
you've returned to even greater dan
gers. You'll stay with us for the
night?"
~"Well I thought of putting up at Ker'
ridge's."
"Miy good man, you'll do nothing of
the sort. Rose would never forgive
me."
"But are you sure-"
"Shouldn't l.nvite you otherwise. It
isn't from entirely unselish muot ives,
either. If the eixtraUodnary scarcity of
dancing men c'ontinues (see p)reCs no(
tices) , it will end in 0our borriowing the
fiances of the conk and tile housemaid
for tonuigh t. Oh, forget I hadn 't told
you. We've a little d(ance on-quite
a smaill affair'. D)on't go pale-it's
nothing agonizing.''
"'It's awfully good of you, .Jimmuy, but
therie are half a dozen01 people I mnust
'"Who arie they?''
'"My law~yers, anid a manil ab1oult a p)at.
ent ventilator.''
SiulIiv~ani ginined u.nsympatIh etically3.
''The lawye3'(rs and( tile vetitorti moan
woni't wantRI you1 at It) o'clock at niighit.
No good, (l man1-youi're booked0(. A,nd
I'll see y'ou don't. r'un in to danoger'. As
a mnatter' of tact, you kniow a good nmany
of the people who areI coin ug already3.
The Russellis will be thecre, and some
Peoplie niame(d North, who owni a big
factory at. \Vahll--"
"'I know a .\iss North1, of' Walsall,''
said D)iek with a little star't.
"Possibly the same1 0one. Meet heCr
abroad? Illiu.
"Yes, in lgu.
''That's the girl. She's aitout the
most (IanRgerous11 youn ig person01 in l'u
rope. 'Travels a loit with1 her cousin
and an ohl governiiess. andc I ha dark1
eyes of the uinfathomiablie type. i hnow
about fifteen sane and healthy13 young
mon who at (one time or aniother' have
offered to (lie for heor. She mnaloes hay
wileI thle sun1 sh1111 s, an the.Ii ca laugh s
at 'enm. TIheni there are, thei We \stons1,
those Jenkins111 won nen, and a hecap more1(
of your 0ld iais. Witl-l give you a
- treat 1me hhoy."
C'olb)ridige gave) a short laiugh.
''S-ame old Jim10my: All r'ight I
"Good! Nowv, if y'ou'll wvait another
raD.
My little dog, he founded me,
An' wagged his tail an' whined,
But he can't lead me home, for ho
Is taught to walk behind.
And so I'm crying yet, becuz
I'm Just as losted as I was.
urges Johnson, in Harper's Magazine.
1NDIUT]IENT9 ...
FREEMAN.
ten minutes we shall be able to get
away."
He flung himself to his work again,
and Dick waited, motionless and pre,
occupied, until it was finished. Jimmy
thrust the m[ltnuscript into an en
velope, hailed a cab and drove furious
ly to a newspaper office, where they
seemed extremely glad to see him.
Emerging he gave the man an extra
half crown to catch the 6 o'clock train
home.
Dick akandoned himself amiably
enough to being alternately questioned
and hustled, and yielded still more will
ingly to the almost maternal welcome
of Mrs. Sullivan. She had laughel
away his apologies, introduced him to
the baby and! showed him his room al
most before he had had time to realize
the signs of incIreadel prosperity on
every side that marked the rising
man. Truly the star of Jimmy Sulli
van was in the ascendant.
It was during the long gap that
separated din.ner from the arrival of I
the first guests that Colbridge experi
enced a wave of something akin to
loneliness and self-pity. Independence
of action and absence of worries seem
ed an inadequate compensation for the
things he had missed. It dawned up
on him that the servant question,
smoky chimneys and sticky fingered
Children were not the only and inevit
able sequels to the honeymoon. His
thoughts wandered persistently to days
spent in Belgium whe.n a woman's com
panionship had filled a gap in his life
so naturally and completely that she
had seemed but the embodiment of an
other side of his own nature. And, in
his ignorance, he had had visions of
a vaguely beautiful possibility becom
ing a certainty, which the - telegram
that had called her away had not de
stroyed.
The prospect of remaining abroad
grew suddenly intolerable, and he had
left for England within a fortnight of
her departure.
And now he knew the truth. Idly
and Without comlpunlction the woman
had played with his heart. So he it.
If it were broken she should never
know the result of the game.
Colbridge watched the d(ancers drift
into the brilliantly lighted room with
almost pitiful anxiety. Ills dread of an
encounter was blended with a sharp,
reckless longing. l.n any case, he would
be almost certain to see her, but lie
feared an actual meeting before his
nerves were steady enough to bear the
strain of light talk and laughter.
Fate ordained that he should be call
ed away tvhei at last she arrived, and
it was nearly an hour later before
they came face to face in a set of the
lancers.
Miss North was obviously astonish
ed. Colbridge thanked Hleaven for the
mutsic an.d the quick movement that
hiad helped him to r'ecovecr lis shaken
selr-control. Eachi revelation of her
delieate beauty seemed to smite himt
like a phlysical blow. H et' bt'ighit little
tnod of recogtiitioni carried him straight
back to t hose d1ays in Heigium twh~len
lie had drtifted so linar to thle ra'idls
of' utt ter' Ielf-a band(onmatet, to
'"To mnakinig a fool of himself fotr
her amtusemnetnt,'" added Rea'.on.
The0 (latn' (it led in tIhe it-mal laugh
ter and1( flurry. Hie pilokted his par'tner
--a voluible ladty of' forty-blaik to hter
seat, and( Stocod taikin~g aimnlesly tm
Jimuny, whlo had [eent lutrking i.n the
(listaUnce, swooped downi as the music
atriu('k uip a walt z antd freed1 hi xi
"I-oak hero, ol tmant, yotu sa id you
knew the Northts of \Valsali. W\ell, why
(ot eath d(oni't you ('ome4 amnd speak to
Ste girl ovet' thlere---thIie one in the
whitoe( dres, I mie:ta, si ttintg In pensi 'e
miela.nehtoly ? l'robably' hot' partnlE r's
lotrgotten'I heOr! Ii -as Ih ttn'y -hle i.s
youniig hhuowsoni uioug1hin'g his .,-y a'oIt
with that IFr'actnn gil, shet's had a
lie caught flicek by thle sleeve, and~
the later, taHitng his eyes, (ould s:(
the girl was wathing thtemt w'itht
E'itlC lhe c:,s wit to where she w'aswt
0(d alone aminur ha l' a dozeni emipty
chaiirs.
said, gayL3lv, as 1i . dr d i int tie
stat beside bet. . '.1 Ii.l b h ili
chaperOto amrl iart,: r. , irtio
trunst int- gent lm..n w- w.r,i \.i*
ithiil 1 o' Ot .heir lrop 'r': .
'A youtng itmn ofi the :itt or 01 owi
Xont is the 'crimin:'.1, isnt't li,'' , (; 'o
p)artnier is paLyinug j)oity hien ily Im- a
I ow' lhos have youm 1; . . ag. i
iiOtdo, Aliss Norh?"
"Only a w~eek oi rn, wh' a ai
1 oi-i w'e4 shonl meet, ain .t
\ctn have jiust atrrivedl frat I lie Co
tinet.., have you not?"
-"Crossed yesterday by the night boat.
Jimmy Sullivan is hospitality incar
nate, or I should still be languishing
in a hotel. And it's something to share
the blessings of the table d'hote i,n its
literal sense again.
Miss North laughed.
That is so. I remember my first
l-.nglish dinner after returning from
Ostend. My aunt., to hohur the occa
sion, made a feature of veal. I sup
pose she thought it approplriate. And
we had had it for three days running
it the hotel?"
"You are exceedingly greedy people,"
iaid a voice from behind then. "You
think of nothing but eating and dri.nk
Ing."
)ick turned as Mrs. Sullivan, looking
very girlish in a wonderful yellow
gown, slipped into the seat beside his
.om1)anionh.
"And, talking of food," she contin
tod, "I'm going to treat you aboriin
ibly, my d,ear. It's only permissible
)ecause you're such an old friend. Jim
s your next partner, isn't he, and again
ater on? Will you forgive me if I bor
"ow him to help me at the refreshment
uffet? One of the waiters appears to
)e ill-Jim says the verdict would be
Drunk from natural causes'-a.nd . I'm
;hort-handced. No, Mr. Colbridge," as
)iclc rose, "I'm. not going to allow you
o do butler's work. For one thing, I
lon't believe your program is half full.
et me see."
He surrendered it meekly.
"No-not nearly. Your duty lies be
ore you. And mine is among the eat
bles, so goodby."
With a wave of her hand, she rose
and departed. Dick dropped into his
leat again and for some moments sat
,vatching the dancers with absent,
noody intentness. H-e formulated and
Lbandoned half a dozen excuses for es
aping. With Jimmy's warning ringing
n his ears he had no excuse ;or run
ling into danger, but there should be
ho difficulty in keeping the conversa
ion in safe and easy channels.
And so, indeed, he found it, as the
>ldl charm of her personality as.ertedl
tself. Mirs. Sullivan, watching unseen
rom afar, smiled the smile of the suc
essful conspirator at each ripple of
aughter from the distant seat. Paris
hey discussed, Rome and Naples
he reminiscen(ces of two months' trav
1 along the regular tourist routes, ho
el life and Continent amusements.
)nly he made .no allusion to Bruges
nd the' little Belgian villages where
ier holiday and his dream had ended.
)nee or twice she wandered on danger
nus ground, but Dick set his teeth, and
ound a grim satisfaction in baflling
her every reference to those last days.
He watched her with hungry, furtive
e3'cs, unwilling to admit the pure de
light that her mere presence gave him.
Her prpgrain slipped to the floor, and
as he Stooped to recover it he saw that
the space beltweenl .1limmy's initials
was vacant, and was ashamed, and
then angered at his own relief.
A foul and his folly' nlow many men
had she sacrificed to her idle amuse
ment? And even now she triunplhled i.n
the conquest of a fresh victim.
1-e was swept by a revulsion of feel
ing. Her voice at his side precipitat
ed a sudden resolution.
"1-lave you heard from your friend
Mr. Myles, lately, Mr. Colbridge-the1
0one who stayed att Bru'iges for a (lay
or) two? We sawv in the pa-pers how
splendidly he had done at Oxford."
"Dennis Myhes? Yes, I had a letter
from him a few (lays algo. He has left
thie college, given up his career, and
lione' to India."
"Given it up'' echmoed the girl in
Istonlishment. "'I thought lie was goinig
:o do such sp)lend(id things.''
"So he might have done"--Dick's
'01ee waS cold anid even- ''if a wVomanll
11ad not1 broke.i his heart anad r'I?ined
uis life."
She gazed at him curiously.
''iow dIrea dfl't. Tell me11 about Iit.''
'"T'here isn't miuch to tell, Hei m'et
icr and fell itt tcily and hop~elcssly ini
ove'. She, hi ling~ admairtion0, p)robJably
uredl him on. Amid thten he( le-arned
hat she' was a woman who played with
ten's he::ts lor' amusemen'it(iI. Thle story
s as old1( as Cleopatra's.''
''''as shte beauitflul?'"
A I the paiiSon ini his v5oie th(le girtl
a.le a quick ghlnce at. his bowed
"Then ou me .r? she said, a.new
oftnescs in iheri voice.
"'I did.''
"'I iremmber Al'. :Myles well. II
's a h:uuti-ome' hoy. T1'll me what
"he woma-whoruind hi.wa
01:3y enoughel to turn the hea'd fi aniy
"Till mevhat shem iloed like'," Ain
"I(kked lik(? I '.Am a potor hianid at.
r'(athI---- -
''hii' face was t moil o'.':l. pal'' andt'
a and thle cur!vc to in r heek
otild have': sit a paiter't .-i'y. I lor
"lThey arte no.t trivial tr--a V:o;uaa
r. Ciolb)rid "Ie'
THE PHILOSOPHER.
(Probably there never has been a pe
rlod when People worrieti as much as thley
do now.-Lacy's 'ictorial.)
I'tn very phlloso iiit'
And I take thi nas'ns they come.
Smaik It mny no't Ilni~ortaant r1ulo
Alw,uys to iceep extr'"ui.;ty cool;
It's not the way with onine'.
Whit et'ver hatppens (l:ty 1,y d;ay.
I simply smile and g,.ntjy say,
"All riglht, all right, sill right";
Mv n:lmer's carn, l,oit..
I rnIse my eyebrows --so-: bit,
And murmur, "Well, an.l wiitt of it?
All ight, all right, all right:"
For hnstnnten, playing ).Hllartls
At a f,lend's the oti-r night,
I tried a rather tricky shot.
The red. y.ou Sce. I wantedl to spot
11v connonning off the whitie.
I slipped. a (d c"ut the cloth riglt. through,
But mnur"mured, is iy friend turned blue,
''All right, all right, nll right!"
(M.v manner was polite).
I'v' cut the cloth and ch11' oi1 the ball,
But I haven't hurt muyself at al.
All right, all right, all right!"
-L.ondo n (lobe.
M-dNY SIDE- OFUFl
She-Do you like a gored skirt? lie
(diplolatically)--Tlat depends onl
whose skirt is gored!-New Orleans
'Times-Democrat:
She-Do you believe in metempsy
chosis? He--Naw; I don't take no
stock in any but reg'lar prescriptions.
-Baltimore American.
"Ile believes thoroughly in himself."
said the admiring friend. "Yes," an
swered Miss Cayenne, "some peoplo
are so credtlouls! "-WVashington Star.
"Say, old man, how do you like me
in riy new dress suit ?" "Fine. Now,
if you only had a little dignity you'd
look like a head waiter."-Milwaukee
Sentinel.
Art Master (who has sent for it cab,
pointing to horse)-What do you call
that? Cabby-An' 'orse, sir. Art
Master-A horse! Rub it out, and do
it again!-Punch.
Wigg-What has become of that
fellow B3jones, who used to run a clip
ping bureau? Is he still in the same
line of business? W\ag--In a way,
yes. I ie's a barber now.-Philadel
phia Record.
"She is a pentagon." "You leanl a
'paragon,' don't you?'" "No, I do not.
When you call a woman a paratgon it
means yl C"nnl't see anything hilt. her
good side. lit when you call her a
i)('ntagon, it m;iEan, you nn'at see at
least four otllher sies!-New Orleans
Ti im es- I )emocra t.
"I tell you," said Va!an, "moving's
expensive. It cost Ie $:) t0 mnovo
out to S'wiamiphurst." ''"iat's not so
bad," replied Mann, ''sixty dollars al
together, oh?" How do you mean
$cO altogether?" "Of course, you'll
be moving back. I'm counting that."
--Philadelphia Press.
"Why don't you try to make your
self agreeab)le?" aked the r'eproving
friend. "My dear'," anfswered( Mliss
Cayenne, "the desite to be0 agreeaible
is what has spoiled my dIispoisition11.
YOU can't make youirself agreeable to
somel people withiout sainig thIings
abotut ot hers."---Wash ingtonll Star.
Mr. .Jigley-The oliwr da;y I saw
qJiteU an Inateirest ing eductedI plg --
Miss Pert-Oh,.of ellurse, I suppose(~~'
Mr'. J1igley-Don't say it ! Ysiu were
!.oing ' to say you i fsupsed I l4kol in
theC gla ss, u--*ren 't yout? Mli ss Porett
N\ot. at all, I doii't cosisder yost in
P'ress.
"I cant bieI) .vour15 wife,'' she re
151ied, and addseds, "Thlis is final.'' lie
lia('ed swifl y to anld froi sev'era;l tm
th.en 'halted abrutl:ly in frsont. of her,
"ry he s canud id with i ,"~' he said
ntilI wvithoiut Ithe not '* of lnatsculinte
wa:Os iioa msucrh. Shd'e hIu, into 1 tear1Iss.
" low do I knowv?"' she sobbed*...
Senator H-oar on the Flag.
A\ few~ years aigo wh'ls wa'tyt:h ingi at
paradiue in) liostson ink whichth- S: tars'
turesd:. Ist bitng : the :it iostni encamp
wA':h :istroin:: rit it roeiviti ; lune
to a1 con: !.:int, andt :ss commeninSg 4,.
Iih'' melli.t of thei di.-shsay pNishl)y ire
sisis." It laooks just li!;1 a li-eco (J
ihC k erbler'ry canidy."'
Si nalor' 1103a' whoI wast staningl'
's"'it the visiting ciie, ov'erheard the
"'inlark and turninag to thle yountg hid y
"Yest, miss, It dos . Andu it make (s
evxery 011 sick who tries to lich~ it
Bostn il Ilerald.
After ,, 'itle m)or'e thIans a gn.
';toni our1neihbor'inig rsepuibile,
Mexi 0, 1101 rar fromti 2,(0u lavt bi eca
'ihevevl into thle mnissioni I'hurch:ie.
'ians, Noth i ai Soulth: MIethIodisis,
INorth andt "&.-t19. andl the Amieicanti
Uhsar'd,
He lifted his head, and saw that
her cheeks were flushed and her eyes
very bright.
"Then forgive ma it I talk like a
penny novelette, for-I knew the girl
ratifer well. I think her mouth was
his--Dennis's-flnal undoing. You see
he knew next to nothing about wom
en, and she was like on other on
earth. Ier hair was dark--though
not darker than her eyes--and she
wore it gathered in a shimmery coil
on her white neck. And she was
clear-brained and well read, and yet
utterly feminine. So Dennis came a
cropper and I have no doubt she
laughed at him. That is all.
"And this happened in Belgium?"
"In Belgium," repeated Colbriidge,
steadily.
The girl watched the dancers whirl
by them in silence, her face hidden
by a big white fan.
"Did--did, you--like her too?"
The unexpq 'edness of the question
held ..him nnite. She misunderstood
his silence.
"Forgive me-I have been imperti
nent. But-I thought I might know
her."
"You do.
Colbridge would deal out his punish
ment to the bitter end, though it tore
his heart to pieces.
"And you are quite right,"-he added,
"I did care."
Miss North rose and moved toward
a curtained doorway that led to the
deserted conservatory.
"The heat here is stifling," she said.
"I aln glad you told me. Perhaps I
can help you."
"I think not," said Colbridge. The
(Mstress in her face was pitiful.
"Have I made a mistake? Were
you not speaking. of"
Colbridge played his last card with
a sick feeling of cruelty.
"I referred to Miss North," lie said,
and turned away.
He felt her light touch on his arm.
"I-I thought so, though I had for
gotten you met her. Is it possible to
smooth matters over? I shall be see
ing my cousin tomorrow."
"Your-cousin!"
"My cousin, Dorothy North. She
was to have come this evening. We
have been a good deal together, and
they say we are somewhat alike. She
is thoughtless, I know; but if"
"I have never met or heard of her,"
said Colbridge.
The girl stared at him, pale, un
comprehending. Then suddenly a
wave of color spread over her face and
threat. ('oihridge faced her with
elcnched hands, like a man in physical
agony.
'1)o you undeirstand," he said. "I
have been a fool, a presumptuous fool.
I triert to unish a woman. And I lied
also. Dennis Myles never met your
cousin-he only saw you for one day;
and he left Oxford to become a mis
5ionary. And I had never heard of
her existence un11til"---- Light Broke
upon lim suddenly, blinding and stun
ning.
"I al afraid we have been talking
at cross purposes," said the girl, and
her voice was cold and steady. "And
now if you will take me to Mrs. Sul
livan"
Colbridge's face was set in an ex
tremity of shame andl longing.
"Won't you allow me to explain?"
"I cannot see that--that anything
Iwould be gained.''
"I have lost what I coveted most in
the world t hr ough my owni mad ness.
Is not that suflicient tAunishment?''
I ier (eyes met his pit11lessly for an in
slant, and Ithen fell.
" I ccame home safely to see you
again, andl to t eli you that you were
dearer t han anything on earth to me.
Anad t hen Sull viva spoke of your
cousin and, t hink(ing lie r'eferred to
you, I ii jued at a falske concl'uision.
--.God knows I am paying the peni
alty. . o let me take you to Mr's.
Suillivanm."'
"T'lhanki you."' said the girl, qiuietly,
and sliped' hieir arm in' his.
Colbiridmge looked down at. Ithe white
hand shilninig iin his liack sleeve, at
the gr'acefuil hiea so near his own
shiouildri. Th'lroughi the curtained
curtacinedl door'way camne a miuden
burst f muri. it was the ''El l)ora
(d0' wcit.:. 'They' hi:mu dainced it togethI
cr at the hotel hill on the evening lhe
t'ore she hadl left for l'>ialn
Il In' uidi no ino'.'ement1. 'Thie c'irl
"'is therie nio hiopie?'' lie r'epeatedr.
I i('r an,s.ver' wa.s 'a lit Ic seat sobing
t'ry, as hei ('aight hier in his5 arms ini
a1 passion of r'emorise,' anild ce'rness.
"Oh, ' my deare(st -t to think thaict you
car'ed, after- all. And 1ii h:'t you5(
Site smulid up at himii.
''It isn't leo late toli i''ake anmen,'hs.'
A Pretty Paradox.
'"Tlhe iciarming itehn tan te upsets :i.
"'ly pror'inig that a miss can alIs
be a hi.. althiio'e Amirican.
In an IEnglish suit. at law a dog is,
ie serihed ais a niecessary fitting or
ioin.

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