San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-12-10

know about IL! UT now can IL concern
him? will return to New York and
A turn in the path brought him face
to face with q man who was trimming
the shrubbery.
"Hello," said Fountain, you're new
about here. Has Mr.. Witherspoon
changed his gardener"
"Yes, sir" replied the man, still con-
tinuing his work.
"How long ago?'
About three weeks now, SIR" The
man spoke with strong Scotch accent
81 had not heard of it," said Fountain,
indifferently, as he turned away.
mo, SIR" replied the man, bending
down over a bush.
AS Fountain turned into another path
the gardener watched him disappear
from view, then tossed his pruning
shears into the bush, and saying, GIVE
heard all l want to know" fled rapidly
in the opposite direction.
Fountain did not find another chance
for confidential conversation with Flora
that night again.
Late in the evening he did find an OPP
portunity to say to her:
"If you will formulate your charges
against me, will try to meet them to
your satisfaction. You have been mis-
informed about something, evidently"
mo" she replied in low tone,
placing great restraint upon herself,
never shall | revert to the matter
again; have thought it over, and &C
cept the consequences. love you too
deeply, though l hate myself for it. but
I'm yours, and cast all consideration
to the winds. Let it pass"
''Shall be able to see you alone to-
morrow? must go back to New York
tomorrow night"
Tomorrow night" she said in alarm.
Eyes, must. 1t is very important"
SIS it that enterprise we talked OFF,
Not rs not that which calls me
blackstone notes to meet-sOme money
to raise"
Promise me you will keep out of the
sight of Holbrook. Promise me you will
avoid him in every way"
1--WE have not been in the habit of
meeting"
but promise me faithfully you will
seek every way rather than meet him.
He is dangerous to you.
Il do not understand you, neither do
I fear him, but will promise you"
Upon this they parted, she retiring for
the night.
Dick Witherspoon persuaded Fountain
to walk out for a smoke, and they shortly
4.
quented by the young men of that ex-
elusive watering place.
A little play was going forward. In a
far corner of the room a number were
sitting at table.
"Hello!" said Dick Witherspoon, there
is Tom Bryan: what under the sun brings
him here?'
81. "Who is Tom Bryan" asked Foun-
tain.
1.-The keenest newspaper man in New
York, and the best of fellows, as well as
one of the most amusing"
The two joined the party and were
warmly greeted, while Fountain was
presented to Tom.
Tom was telling a rafting story of adj
venture, in which figured persons known
to fame, and which was eliciting much
laughter.
During its recital Tom placed both ell
bows upon the table, holding his hands
upright to illustrate some point in his
anecdote. He was telling the story at
Fountain, and did not fail to notice that
Fountain looked curiously at the buttons
Tom wore in his cuffs.
They were the ones Holbrook had given
him.
To draw his attention to them was
Toms purpose.
When the tale was ended and the talk
tagged for a moment, Fountain leaned
forward and said:
Il beg your pardon, Mr.. Bryan, am
not often guilty of the enormity of direct
ing attention to the wear of gentlemen,
but the buttons you have are so curious
that l should like to make an inquiry"
Pardon is granted, for l am rather
fond of these buttons. They are rare,
and as poor devil of a newspaper man
dosen't often mount valuable jewelry, /
am distinguished among my fellows for
them"
81 never saw but one pair like them,"
continued Fountain, land they were in
the nature of an heirloom. Those but
tons were of Florentine manufacture
my friend having had diamond insert
ed in them. They had belonged to his
grandfather, who received them as
present from an Italian. so he told me-"
sFYesp" said Tom dumfo1nded nv the