The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1894-11-29
81 GLANCED AT MY NE1GHBoR ACROSS THE TABLE"

q A description is not necessary" ! inter
rupied. / am very happy to be able to
return it to you" And did SO as spoke.
Again those lustrous eyes locked full into
mine as size thanked me graciously. Then
she walked away, leaving me in as confused
q state as if had just awakened from a
dream.
The next morning ] arose early, and be-
fore breakfasting glanced over the columns
Of a morning paper. From them CLEANED
the information that the police were wholly
in the dark on the subject of the robbery,
having failed to make any headway what
ever in running the culprit to earth. This
was lad news for me; / had no doubt the
robbery had cost me valuable sale. l de-
fermiued TO call upon my old customer and
tender my sympathy, thinking it only proper
under the circumstances.
While at breakfast my thoughts reverted
TO the incident of the night before / was
in happy frame OF mind as | pondered
upon the occurrence and felt in the humOr
for con versation. / glanced at my neighbor
across The table. lie was a middle-aged
man, with thin, bewhiskered face. His
eyes were deep set, rowing aud expressionless.
i made a pleasant remark 10 him, but he
answered it ungrsciOusly, and soon after left
the table.
Twenty minutes later, entering the hotel
Office, was treated TO surprise.
Say. Hayward" said the clerk, "what
have you been up to?"
/ looked my astonishment, and he con-
tinued
"That tall fellow with the black beard
asked ne who you were. He said he came
here 80 ird quiet retreat; that his wife
was trying 10 get divorce from him and
had spies on his track He believes you are
one OF ihem-a coniounded, meddliDg detect
i've, be put it,"
He 10 an idiot!n retorted. 81 know
nothing of him and his affairs"
Il don't think he is quite right myself"
eoincided the clerk, ard / dismissed the
incident from my mind.
On Saturday evening set out for Niagara
Falls, intending TO spend the Sabbath at that
famous resort. ] had not been able TO catch
another glimpse of the lady Of the purse,
and feared / might never see her again. i
was forced 10 acknowledge that was more
than half in love with The beautiful girl,
and was 10th TO reconcile myself TO the
thought that she had faded from my sight
and life.
Just previous TO my departure for Niagara,
] made inquiry'of the clerk concerning the
black-bearded man, and found that ne had
left the hotel without taking the trouble TO
ssy goodbye TO anyone. So there was the
end o! h'm, thought.
Among travelling men ] think it is con-
ceded that Sunday is the dullest day Of the
seven. With no business TO occupy his
mind. a mans ihoughts naturally turn to
home scenes, and before ne is aware of it he
= becomts sad and lonely. This Was my case
at Niagara. had seen everything worth
seeing, and was wishing myself a honsaHd
mile away when, on entering the little de-
pot at the top OF the inclined railway, be-
held sight which caused my heart to give
great bound. Passing slowly before an
open window on the further side of the
building was figure / could not mistake.
All feeling of loneliness for-oak me in an
instant, for ] had found nav lady of the lost
pursei She was alone, aid determined 10
come face to face with her hoping she might
recognize NE.