Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-11-08

Is the age OF unrest, as electricity and steam
have turned us all into Bohemians.p
''Ahl Bohemia is pleasant place said
Brian absently. unconsciously quoting Thnck-
cray, "but we all lose our way to il late in
lifen
AT that rate we won't lose our way 20 Il
for some time,n she said laughing, as they
stepped into the drawing room, so cool and
shady, after the heat and glare outside.
As they entered Mr.. Frettlby arose out OF
a chair near the window, and appeared TO
have been reading, as he held book in his
hand.
"Whatl Fitzgerald he exclaimed in a
hearty tone, as he held out his hand; 81 am
glad to see you"
II let you know am living, don't IF re-
piled Brian, his fair face flushing as he re-
luctantly took the proifered hand. "Eut the
fact is have come to say good-by for a few
days"
"Ahl going back to town, suppose, n said
Mr.. Frettlby, lying back in his chair and
playing with his watch chain. ~ don't
know that you are wise. exchanging the clear
air of the country for the dusty atmosphere
of Melbourne"
"Yet Madge tells me you are going back"
said Brian, idly toying with vase of flowers
on the table.
depends upon circumstances" replied
Midas carelessly. 81 may and | may not.
You go on business, presumel'
"Well, the fact is, Calton"- Hero Brian
stopped suddenly, and bit his lip with vex-
alton, for he had not intended to mention
the lawyers name.
"YesT' said Mr.. Frettlby interrogatively,
sitting up quickly, and looking keenly at
Brian
wants to see me about business" he
finished awkwardly.
"Connected with the sale of your station,
suppose" said Frettlby, still keeping his eyes
on the young mans face. Cant have bet
ter man. Cations an excellent man Of busi-
ness"
"A little too excellent" replied Fitzgerald,
ruefully; "he's q man that can't leave we'll
enough alone"
"Apropos of whatT'
"Oh, nothing" answered Fitzgerald,
hastily, and just then his eyes met those of
Frettlby. The two men looked at one an
other steadily for a moment, but in that
short space of time single name flashed
through their brains; that name was RoSanna
Moore Mr.. Frettlby was the first to lower
his eyes and break the magnetism.
"Ah, WELL" he said lightly, as he rose from
his chair and held out his hand, "if you are
two weeks in town call at St. Kilda, and it's
more than likely you will find us there"
Brian shook hands in silence and watched
him pick up his hat and move on to the We
randa, and then out into the hot sunshine.
"He knows" he muttered involuntarily.
Suhot cir2N III Modoa who oo,,,a
silently behind him, and slipped her arm
through his "That you are hungry, and
want something to eat before you leave us9"
II don't feel hungry" said Brian, as they
walked toward the door.
Nonsense" answered Madge. merrily,
who, like Eve, was on hospitable thoughts in
tent "rm not going to have you appear in
Melbourne pale, fond lover, as though
were treating you badly. Come, sir-no,"
she continued, putting up her hand as he
tried to kiss her, "business first, pleasure
afterward," and they went into the dining
room laughing.
Mark Frettlby wandered down to the lawn
tennis ground, thinking of the look he had
seen in Brian's eyes, He shivered for mo-
ment in the hot sunshine, as though it had
grown suddenly chill.
''Some one stepping across my grave" he
murmured to himself, with cynical smile.
"Bahl how superstitious l am, and yet-he
knows he knows!"
"Come on, sir" cried Felix, who had just
caught sight of him, "a racket awaits you"
Frettlby woke with start, and found
himself near the lawn tennis ground. and
Felix at his elbow, smoking cigarette.