Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1893-02-18

glanced carelossly over his picture,
and then, as if bright idea had
seized him, he leaned over with
most engaging air and said: II beg
pardon, ladies, but perhaps these
views may interest you. AS you are
in the San Diego car l conclude you
are going through to the coast. You
are certainly from the east-no dis
guising the eastern air. Allow me to
put these pictures at your service"
The surprised matron glanced
haughtily over her eyeglasses, but
before she could frame fitting re-
buke the young lady said eagerly,
"Oh. anything for diversion, Aunt
Mary; let's look at the pictures. ="
This" said the stout man, lis the
Coronado Observe the surf roll
ing madly on the beach. No, on Sec
ond glance it's the Del Monte, but
the surf is there just the same. A
fine sight, Mrs. err"
The elderly lady looked stonily at
the picture, and the unabashed man
continued: Here is a view of the
finest orange grove in the southern
country. Let me call your attention
to the magnificent oranges that grow
on the most glorious Of fruit trees
Miss ah-h."
Really" said the young lady
coolly, II never knew before that
grapes grew on orange trees. What
a remarkable country!
"Grapes2 Bless my soul, so they
are. That's what comes of losing
my glasses. must have left them
in the smoker Excuse me moment. >
do not hasten back on our ac-
count" interposed the elderly lady
discouragingly.
"A great pleasure, believe me, re-
turned the stout man gallantly "A
moment later in the smoker: why
the devil didn't you tell me the names
of your friends2 How do you sup
pose can make headway without a
pointers"
You never asked me-" said the
young man humbly. "The aunt IS
Mrs. Van Dorm; the young lady is
Miss Myra Clancey. Ny name is
JObson."
.Jobsonl" groaned the fat man.
"No wonder they sent you West.
But we're coming ON faniousiy. Give
me about ten minutes more and then
drop along as if by chance. Don't
wear that hollow eyed look, but try
to be unconcerned and cheerful
Hum little if you can. Nothing
stirs UP the slumbering passion i'll a
woman's breast like the careless hum
of a lover"
When the stout man re-entered the
main body of the car the young lady
was gazing out at the foothills, the
elderly lady was deep in her book
and the pictures had been significant
ly placed in the adjoining section.
The stout man was not to be blutfed.
This country, said he tentatively.
must possess no end of interest to
people from Boston. Dear old Bos.
ton I'd give a good year of my life
to be there for one month just now.
Mrs. Van Dorm"
The lady looked up sharply. 81
don't care for Boston" she snapped.
.Whatl Not care for Oh, l see,
you are mentally comparing it with
New York. New York My old
home. Couldn't be untrue to it. But
then. you know, we always leave
New York out of the question, as
Liszt said of himself when he named
the next greatest pianist"
Then you have lived in New
York;" asked the young lady.
Lived in New York; My dear
girl-pardon me, I'm old enough to
be your father-I was born in New
York. Went to Yale; graduated in
the famous class of 1858 with George
Shiras, The Bromley and Chauncey
Depew. Good fellow, Chauncey, but
talks too much Had that same i'm.
pediment in college. Suppose he
cultivates it to keep from having
dyspepsia"
What induced you to leave such
excellent societyl" said Mrs. Van
Dorm, relaxing little.
well. you see, ma'am, / was in
England, settling up the estate of a
deceased uncle, and ! met Lord
Hawkesbury. Through him | was
thrown in with the Earl of Dorches
ter (who subsequently married my
youngest sister, and Lord Dart
mouth. Major said Hawkesbury,
we must make some money in
America, and you're the man to
show us how to do it, The upshot
OF the matter was that we made up
a syndicate and bought ranch lands
in New Mexico. Dorchester-that's
my titled brother-in- in-law-just left
US last week in Chicago my nephew
and myself. By the way, you must
know my nephew charming fellow,
young and impulsive. All here he
comes now. Charley, my boy, l
want you to meet the ladies. Whatl
You know them and never intro
duced your old unclei There's graf
itude from the heir 10 the finest