The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1896-02-14

Because he wishes it, my dear;
that's all the reason l can give you.
You really must help me to finish the
backing in few minutes
Then her aunt had revealed nothing,
and believed her vet to be IN ignorance
of my presence at the hotel. Lucky,
but the case was desperate one. Evelyn
returned t. her former position and
leaned over again.
Where Are You Going To, My
Pretty Maid?' began. There was o
momentary paus., and then the an
swer came in liue of Home, Sweet
Home, from my darling's lips.
"'I do wish you would drop that vul-
gar habit of whistling, again came the
voice inside The window.
"'But, au1ltie, there's no piano to
sing to- was the somewhat lame cX-
cuse. 4 must do something, and can't
possibly shock anyone up mere
Then there was silence once more.
Back to YorkshiIe again No chance
there. Anyway, she still cared for me,
and 1 must put her affections to severe
test. 1t was our only chance of sectr-
ing happiness.
"'Oh, Mamie, Wilt Thou Gang VII
Me?' Tipped.
Where Are You Going TOP was
again utilized in reply.
81 was stumped for the minute, but
a bar or two of Big Ben favorte
song of mine, came as hazardous res
cue. She understood, bless her! but
a lengthy pause interviewed before her
answer. Love ard duty had a hard
struggle. Then: No, Sir; No, Sir; No,
Sir; No!' was repeated four times IN
succession. She refused. then! But
why so emphatically? What silly
in the song said No she meant Yes
I brcathed gain.
'3ut about our departure. the NOM
ing York train via Bath left at 9:45.
The earliest Waterloo was 745, and we
should be ,sily tracked and our in
tentions frustrated in consequence, if
we left 1T until then. / consulted my
watch 1t was 9:15 The night train up
left at 1920. oh, Why Should We Wait
Till Tomorrow? went up without de-
lay. ALPS Well from above soon set
tied that question satisfactorily, but
was followed Immediately by a few
bars of 'Bradshaw's Guide ditty. I
knew what she wanted, so, after a
slight hesitation, l warbled: Come
Into the Garden, Maud and chirped
ten times. Hope on, dear loved one,
we shall meet again, from Dream
Faces. proved that was clearly under
1,or ,1<, fY1r IN o11
Miss Alton III louder tones than before.
"I declare you're nearly asleep,
auntie. I'm tired, and have a headache,
too. We've a long journey before is.
so l think II go to my room now.
Don't disturb, there's dear; the pack
ing won't take long in the morning.
You'd better do the same
"'A good idea, .;vy; so we will she
answered.
81 crcpt back, and minute or two
latcl Good nights were exchanged;
and the subsequent slam of a loor mott
fled that Evelyn lad left for her apart
ments.
by 9:45 | had settled up and left in
structions that my heavy baggage, for
tunately not unpacked, would be called
or sent for in the course of week or
less, dangling an old telegram form
in my hand as did so, to give color to
my hasty departure. AT ten prompt
| picked up Evelyn under the pines in
the hotel gardens, and, with dressing
bag and a small Gladstone between us,
walked it to the station and eventually
reached London safely, early in the
morning. put her in one hotel, where
| knew she would be safe, with strict
injunctions not to venture out till had
fixed everything up for the ceremony,
and went myself to another. The long
and short of it was that before we were
anything like tracked the deed had
been done by special license and the
colonel defeated for once in his life.
Come round, did he? Yes. when he
afterward discovered that the man in
tended for his daughter had already
been engaged for two years, and got
married shortly after we did! Even
could have told the old fellow that, had
he been more communicative and ex-
plicit in the first instance, for my rival
turned out to be none other than the
friend | was visiting. He actually adj
nits now he couldn't have wished her
better match, but, anyhow, he
And Birdy broke off into "Can't
Change 1t"
He rose quietly from his seat and
gently opened the smoking-room door.
Listen" he said; Elf you can't quite
swallow the yarn, you will not fail to
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