Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-12-19
PASSING THROUGH TOWN.

les, / got Dack late last night, Sdlu
Grayling, surveying the black, leafiess
trees and the drab tinted fronts OF the
stately English houses with "a look Of
intense satisfaction in his calm blue
eyes. 1T is three years since l last set
foot in London. Nothing seems alter
ed. and yet / suppose everything is
( changed. What's the earliest hour at
which a man may venture TO call on old
friends on Sunday morning."
"Oh. give EN- till half-past one' said
Lord Bodmin. people go to church
and lie in bed on Sunday mornings.
now. What did they do three years
! ago, l wonder?"
Lord BOdmin glanced at his friend,
| and good humored smile lurked about
his lips He had gone on a shooting
tour with this tawny bearded, sum
| burnt traveller in the land where the
man was known as a mighty hunter
and the best leader for wealthy youth
in pursuit of sport and adventure. At
ter a successful trip up country, they
had parted the firmest of friends
Crawling to prospect for the new gold
of a virgin land, Jack Hayward TO re-
I turn to the old world to look after the
ancient estates so soon TO be his own,
A recollection of the roughness of the
wagon life-the primitive cookery and
the modest wardrObe-came into his
mind as he noted the conventional
! correctness of Cravings present cos
/ tune.
You seem to have followed the fash
ions pretty carefully" he said, laugh
ing. Did YOU fit cut in Cape Town, or
had YOU the vanity to send on to Ions
/ don for what you wanted?
They were waiting for me at the
/ hotel last night / didn't want to turn
/ up quite like a savage What are you
+ laughing at? Are they al wrong?'
and Grayling looked down at his ire
/ prOachable attire in sudden doubt.
! My dear fellow. they are perfection,
You must give me the address of your
tailor. / was only laughing because
shouldn't have suspected you capable of
taking so much trouble But the veldt
4 isn't Hyde Park is it? And white wO-
men are more fanciful than black in the
/ matter Of clothes. aren't they? /
think she will be rather flattered by
your forethought"
"Who will be fattered? What do you
mean"
why. the lady that you are going
/ to call upon at half-past one. Tell me
all about It. old chap. I hope she is
worthy Of you.
George Crawling bit his light NOUS
+ tache. looked slightly puzzled. if not Of
Tended. and then laughed frankly and
heartily little louder perhaps than is
/ customary at Church Parade in Lon
don. "Bodmin, you're as good n sort
as ever he said cheerily. When |
/ saw you just now | was in two minds
about speaking to YOU. Jack Hayward
] on his travels in Africa and Lord Bod
win at home are two very different peO-
pie. I thought OF course, l knew you d
/ be civil, but l didn't expect you TO be
friendly; and. hang me, If YOU don't
seem as pleased TO see me again as l am
/ to see YOU
Il am-every bit. and more. said
Bodwin. and I want to hear all that's
| happened since the old days. You re-
member We used to get pretty cOnfiden-
/ tial in that old wagon"
You did. you mean. You used to
| tell me about a dozen different love af-
/ fairs. each of which. you said, had driv-
/ en- YOU from your native country. Now
| YOU have come into your own. suppose
/ you are rarely driven to despair. eh?'
oh I am a reformed character and
/ q credit to the peer3ge. l am going to
be married. Made uT my mind to the
/ fatal plunge this autumn Made my
/ oh cot
You wouldn't believe it. would you, i'm
/ these hard times? But I bore it phil
OsOphically. Ii was quite right: didn't
deserve her. And l don't For l Of
fered her another chance-just to make
sure that l hadn't Observation-Disclosures
the second time she gave way and SUBJ
mtted to fate.
II congratulate YOU" said Grayling.
And she is TO be congratulated.
Far from It," said BOdminn lightly.
she is much too good for me. But tell
me about yourself What or who has
drawn you from the cOnquering and CIV
liking business?'
Well the facet is I want to follow
your good example, want to get mar
ried"
"Some one you met out there?"
NO: some one I left behind me when
7 went into exile. 1 always told you
that was in loye-with one instead of
d0zen-but YOU didn't believe me.
well. / was engaged to her before I left.
I asked her # she would wait while l
went In search of fortune; and she has
waited for me. Three years is long
time isn't it?'
IL. g. nj vi or
wouFin't be so fond Of her said Bod
min kindly
Fond of her hardly expresses it,
said Crawling. with a smile. You know
what sort OF fortune is made by trading
ivory and all the rest Of il, and who
realizes the profits of gold mining-the
fellows who do the digging. or the fell
lows who stay at home and write pros
pectuses about it, At the end Of the
first year I thought l should be coming
back in another twelve months a rich
man-that is. as rich as I wanted to be-
But after the first year, every month
found me further away from my goal
Even introducing the aristocracy TO big
game didn't set me up for life.
you surprise me by that.
No one can wait forever. And. as
the time went by. you can less how
used to think about my chances. A
pretty g.rl. a girl certain TO be admired,
living i'm London in worldly set. with
4 worldly family not likely to under
rate the advantages of a good match or
the folly of a bad one. and a pennilesS
beggar on the other side Of the globe
asking her to keep free until it suited
him to come back and claim her. or
course. her people told her I would
never come back at all, and hoped it,
no doubt