The Philipsburg mail., 1895-11-14
THAT INTERVIEW.
a@N@AN 90 90 NNA@
A Newspaper story.


We were in a parlor car on the
Canadian Pacific, forty miles out OF
hIoosejaW, and westward bound.
met three civil engineers, in the EN-
poy of the company, at Winnipeg, and
we were "chummng" it to Nancou-
YER
"Deuced fine looking girl" said Par
Kin, under his bree tn.
"Deuced fine looking irl,' said era
ham, with an admiring glance III the
direction Of the star passenger.
Clean built and we'll groomed,
mut,ered Clarke, critically. Il Won
der how she talks
mad been regarding the young Wo-
man CAREFULLY She was very pfetty,
but that was not alone caused me TO
traus@Icss the rules of good breeding
by staring hard ut our charming Wis
avis Was it fancy? At any rate,
could have sworn that, as her eyes
met mine over the top Of the BOOK,
there WIS an expression in them which
said as plainly as words could have
conveyed the idea Il desire to COM
Municate."
Ii Was like q fash, this gesture Of
the girl across the way, and possibly
| could have been mistakcn Could
sile have been simply tossing back a
stiay lock Of the golden sheen that en-
yrloped her handsome head: Perhaps
but then, that glance:
Lets go and smoke" said Parkin,
liSIng and making for the smoking
compartment.
III Join YOU in moment, | said,
and my companions filed out. AS they
disapnearcd down the aisle | cast
guarded glance in the direction Of the
young wolll;ln. She had dropped the
book to her knees and Was leaning
forward slightly One white hand lay
Oh the plush-covered arm Of the seat
the other still separated the leaves Of
the magazine. Her lustrous eyes were
gazing straight at me; her lips, parted
slightly, seemed about to address Inc.
Surely. there could be no mistaking
the situation; but still. ! reflected, it
was we'll to be guarded in such mat
ters Having filled my cigar case
from q box in my grip. preserving
meanwhile what ! have always hat-
tered myself was an air Of inditfer-
ence, I made move to rcioin my com
panions. Then, With quick motion
of the body. d nervous gesture or the
hand. she spoke
'I beg you pardon she said. 'l-
er-thac is-will YOU grant me Il mo
ment's conversational?
All, the voice was not disappointing
quite the reverse. l thought-Wel
moduated, subdued, ladylike. in ;
word but Enthusiastically American.
Il shall be profoundly honored,'
answered, approaching l he plus]
throne of my fascinating ntiShbor.
''Pray sit down-er--that is-if l al
not OBTAINING you,' she went on, wit
the sweetest smile in the world, ind
eating at the same time Il seat oppC
site her own.
Coolest cheek l ever encountered.
was my silent reflection. but | ss
dowp and awaited developments.
sit is so-cr-such difficult matte
to approach" she began, in a Quee
sort Of way. Il wish we knew eac
other little better, you know.
"Heaven send the opportunity
spoke with all the gallantly at IN
command. 'Lost her purse-wants
borrow money-father a minister
Montreal and all that sort of thing
l thought and then kicked myself IL
harboring such an idea.
''If | can be of any possible service
said, Il shall he charmed
''Sir." she replied, with an appealil
gesture "you are able to render II
an immense service--if you will. Is,
stay--of course you consider my a.
dressing you in this manner an Ii
pardOnahlc impcrtinencc, | am a
American, you know" she continue
with a quaint little pride in the sa
ing oft, and with a touch of heroic
81 business woman
''Pardon me.' | ycntured; "a lac
-, can address a gentleman under q
most any conceivable circumstances
"Will you. hen. accept my card,
she proceeded. offering me tiny 81
- Of cardboard | took it and read tt
inscriptions: "Ma,garet Stanford. Sp
cial Correspondent In the low
left-hand corner was printed, in lar!
%. type, the name OF a well known 81
Francisco paper.
"Ah, l have heard of YOU" l +
marked. never had, but ther, it
sl,e proper thing to say to newspap
woman. She likes you all the bett
q for it, though satisfied thar you ha'
lied.
Miss Stanford smiled glaciousl
"That was nice of you she said q'
et!y and then, without moro ado, we
at the heart Of her dilemma.