Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1894-09-14
CATCHING A TARTAR

form crowded--cheap trippers for South
sea, heavy swells and swelles for tn,
links at Hayling island, with bags O.
golf sticks. The yachting man, strongly
in evidence, sunburnt and putting a Gig
arctic vigorously. If he is new hanc
IA Dickey Sam--he wears a cloth
peaked cap with the club burgee, well
cut coat of serge or pilot cloth bristlina
with bronze buttons, loose flannel con.
tinuations and white shoes. No man
was ever so much a seadog as the yacht.
ing tyro looks
The older sailing men, those to the
manner born ''swagger SQUADRON
men, who can fly the white ensign,
are dressed in long, lean, frock coats,
loose trousers turned up, pointed boots,
immaculate collars and glossy hats-the
aim of the man who has lived is to look
as much like stockbroker as possible
OF course, down at the Castle or OH Ryde
pier they will blossom into seasonable
crop of buttons and burgess and display
remarkable activity in lodging that ty.
rant of the deep-the sailing master-if
the water looks bit choppy.
Two people attracted a lot of atten-
tion by their palpable efforts at conceal.
ment. He, although the day was so hot,
was enveloped in long cloak, with n
collar reaching past his ears, and his
cotton white hair and mustache showed
up occasionally in strong contrast to the
deep brown of his face as he turned to
watch the porters attacking a huge
mound of his belongings.
Each box and bag was blazoned with
an imperial coronet over a monogram,
and then told one another guardedly and
under promises of profound secrecy
that was Prince Paul Demtoff, the
owner of the new 100 rater now lying
off Southampton.
She, the lady, was tall and gracefully
girllike. a neat, natty blue serge Red
fern frock; sunburnt straw nat, with
a dark blue ribbon; tiny tanned boots;
white shirt, with rundown collar.
and flowing tie completed her costume,
saving thick gossamer veil that COM
pletely hid her face, and but for the
whiteness and purity of her neck il
would have seemed she suffered from
some facial disfgurem' t. 1t was evil
IDENTIFY desire not to be recognized that
led to the adoption of the yashmak
She was evidently expecting or avoid /
ing some friends Her head moved with |
a birdlike quickness as she scanned each
new arrival on the platform, and her
slender hand, white and jewelless,
twitched nervously round the handle of
the morocco mcnogrammed case she car
ried Catching her eye from distance,
he walked toward her with the easy,
firm self assurance that women like
She saw he was coming to her and wait
ed calmly--perhaps she breathed more
quickly.
He raised his soft hat, and with
courtly bow said il perfect English,
with the mere scent Of an accent: Par
don me, you are distressed. Have you
missed your maid? Can be of any serv-
ice to your"
Now his hat was off he appeared
white haired man Of 40 or
30, with firm face and voice-a man
evidently used to command.
THANK you very much, came in
soft sibilant voice from beneath the
thick gossamer II have not only lost
my maid, but my portmanteau. l am
afraid it is under that pile of luggage,
and" = with a little shrug -"I am
afraid that pile of luggage is yours. "
THAT is mine, madame will get
your bag at once. May ask where you
IRE goingl To Southampton, and it is
If the highest Importance you should
not miss this train? Pardon, do not trou-
ole will see that all is arranged. "
A few words to the guard, rapid
of backsheesh. and the missing
BAG with dainty monogram and mall
rest was placed carefully ON the rack
# the first class carriage by which the
veiled lady was standing. With the
'oolness that seemed part of his nature,
he Russian indicated TO a porter a
mall hamper and had it placed in the
anne compartment There must have
'een some collusion and a lavish tip,
on, though the train was crowded, the
uard, after the imperoeptible manner
4 his kind, kept that carriage empty
ntil the train started, and they found
themselves alone. securely locked in.
A sudden start ran through her slen'
er frame. She paused and asked quick
y, "Do you know when the next train
eayss Waterloo for Southampton
He was desolated OF course she
nissed her maid. but he was afraid not :
on some hours
Madame is glad? Madame is afraid
( being followed2"
yes madame is glad She does not
Gish 10 be taken back and forced into
hateful marriage" blushing prettily
The old, old story--stern father, cid
rly lover, titled, rich, but horrid No
lotheF no sister, no brother. She was
ying from bondage 20 her aunt. Lady
Izureg0re. IN Guernsey.
Yea, shs was Lady Constance Az
regore Had he really met her 10 the
Duchess ~ Arlington's dancef She
bought she know his face That was
Thy she trusted him 80 implicitly on
be platform, of course liut 4 she was
eiled, why was he 40 shE0aded IN BIG
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