The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1891-11-20

TRAIN LEAVING CHICAGO.

''ITulloa. Brown! Wasn't aware yoll
We're aboard! Going east?"
Good Mr. Willis; one
doesn't go to California via the New
York Central
"Phew! Cynical bacteria in the air.
You'd better come into the smoker and
smoke them out"
There was something so irresistible
in Harry Willis good humor that most
people yielded to it, more or less con-
sciously. Some ability is cXasperat-
ing and seems to say: ''See how cool l
keep. Don't get eXcited!' But Harry
seemed absolutely unaware that there
was any sting in n spiteful remark. His
mother had once said of him that he
was like n lightning rod, a safe con-
ductor for dangerous currents.
That's all right!' Mr.. Brown spoke
less irritably, or, rather, as if his irri-
tation had not been meant for Harry,
ut directed against the world in gen.
raj. But people do say SO many
things without any aim whatever-or
with more aim than is apparent" he
added, as if new idea had struck him
Did you really want to know if l took
an cast bound train in order to go east,
or do you ask my destination?'
"Oh. pshawT''-Harry made an effort
10 speak quite carelessly-''whats the
use Of shamming? You're bound for
Il certain point on the Massachusetts
coast, and so am !. There's another
point, figuratively speaking, that We're
both bound for, too"
Yes" responded Mr.. Brown; ''this
train makes connections SO that we
reach Gloucester at eleven tomorrow
morning. It's about five miles out to
the Point IF Tie,e. Which of us will
get there first?'
Il think it would be n fair arrange
ment for us each to send Miss Klein n
note, asking her for an interview.
Then the choice of order would lie
with her. See?''
Very well, that's fair enough But
it's hardly necessary for us to torture
each other in the meantime. I'll take
the next section"
wait a minute. We will send the
notes by mail when we reach Glouces-
ter-start even?"
Yes"
Mr.. Brown strobe into the next seat.
and knit his black brows over a blank
sheet of paper, on which he finally
wrote with a lead-pencil which he
handled quite firmly:
DEAR Miss KLEIN: You promised me an
answer this week ! could not be content &c
take IL from the mails. / must you. Please
let me have an hour with you soon you
can. Send TO the Grand hotel Very sincerely.
M. II. BROWN"
Harry, after sunmoning the porter
and contradicting each order once or
twice, besides squandering n very un-
necessary number of silver quarters,
settled himself with a lap table and a
stylographic pen, and wrote; the final
version was finished just as the after
noon waned into gray:
DEAR CLARA: This stylograph is disgrace
full but circumstances make il impossible todo
any better. That bear OF a-no, beg his par
don-but a certain gentleman is running a race
with me 10 see you. OF course IL must be a
fair race, and you must decide which shall
have the first chance; but Clara don't you see
1 can't live without you? Do keep that in mind
But still, If you'd rather have lin, why-I won't
pain you by saying anything brutaI-so good
by Till we meet. You and your mother must
be lonely out there; oh! dear little girl, give
me the right TO make you both comfortable
Send me just little note, please, at ths
Grand Yours In dire suspense, HARRY"