The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1888-02-26

answers III CoficSlohNC were confused ana
useless. AT one time you cried, lie tells
me TO write. How can | write il down
when have neither ink nor paperg'-that
must have been the impression that has
still remained In your mind, and let me
tell you that such recolleetions are not a
good sign.
feel ynguely disappointed. although
had been warned not to expect too much.
Suddenly, as was putting ON my gloves,
caught sight OF my fingers.
"iIullo! but l must have written some.
thing after all, for my fingers are inky,"
"Ink?" cried Macairidis. "Ah! 1 am
afraid that is another result Of your morn.
ing's work.
sImpossible. I never wrote line. |
had on my gloves until | came here"
"voyons ca. Macaiidis took my hand
and gravely examined my fingers. "Ah,
bahl mon ami, you are joking there is no
ink there"
''i,ut look. man; look at my iorelinger."
Macairidis shrugged his shoulders. at
is like the stain on the fingers Of your
Lady Macbeth then; il exists only in
your imagination. listen; YOU are u little
over excited and nervous. Today's work
has been very good, for you have proved
yourself splendid subject; but in order
that you may gel your reward and profit
by these experiences, you must not enter
upon them as ybu did today with your
mind 40 prcoccupied with other matters.
Can YOU 90 away from London ior few
days. straight from this house at once.
open not letter for that tune, see no one
on business, somewhere where you will be
absolutely alone, ind then return here for
another triat?' ~
sad might 10 60 my country house.
which was then empty, and leave my fam
lily and friends in ignorance Of my where.
abouis.
"Do So" he said, land return to me at
the end OF the week. Remember, ON no
account read or write letters keep your
self quite quiet and tranquil, ana the next
time shall hope for complete Success
Goodbye. and don't forget what say"
went. How slowly that week passed
horribly slowly! The ink stain Yielded TO
soap and water, much like othcri ink stains
do; or perhaps my imagination helped 10
wash IL out. At the end Of the week |
hurried back TO town, jumped into a cab
aud tried in vain 10 calm my excitement
before | arrived Mt the house where Ma
cairidis lived. The cabman did not know
the street, and oddly enough could not
direct him; all the strange instincts that
before guided my steps there seemed TO
have deserted me, anu We Numbered about
the streets long time before we arrived.
A severe looking landiady opened the
door.
"Mr. Macairidis you want? He's
gone these four day6.'
Gone! Where TOT But he must bc
coming back, for have an appointment
with him.
"lle amt a-coming back here, then. lie
PAID his bill ana took away his things
SAID he was leaving England. ooing 10
the continent, suppose; mesa iorrn gent
and comes from those parts. No! he didn't
say anything about YOU. Didn leave any
addrcss, either
For minute | was dumfounded. Tho
shock was ~ great that landlady, front
door and cab horse all seemed to waltz be-
fore my eyes. What WIS | 10 do now9
Here ! had been wasting a whole week in
the country, keeping my imagination nice
and blank, all TO no purpose. lido moi
often use strong language, but on this &C.
cason well. the landlady hastily shut the
door and the cabman grinncd. jumped
into the cab aguin and told the man ia
drive TO my Office, yowing | would never
trust Greek again. My brother-in-law
did not sccm in the best Of tcmpera
well. Toni 80 here you ac at last.
Where have You been all this timer Iou
dou't look over well. am afraid your
friend William Pitt does not agree with
Won. What have you been doing Sitting
up late nj nights playing blind hooky