The morning times., 1897-02-21

He certainly did rot expect 10 De fTcSi-
dent. as he knew that reward usually laiIs'
from long habit ard necessity. net 10 tl'e
brilliant, the ardent, the great buI TO Vhe
man whose colorless career has made 10
enemies, 10 the stupid, the cunning OF INC
ohsriuate. to the available. He had meant
however, to be one of the Senators "I his
state. first Of al: feeling, that short II
the premier ot Great Britain, DO one earth
held a prouder position than the senator
of a sovereign state. After that ne Woulu
ar sorne time be called to the Cabinet
and ne would make his fame ana achieNe
his purpose IN shaping the pohcy oi me
nation to his win.
when he was weary Of that. either the
people would have abolished the dilho-
matte body altogether, relying On the on
suIar service, or they would nave raiscu
certain posts TO an aInhaSsadorlal rahh'
and he would pass some years IN pleii-
norcntiary rover abroad; rot p"siuoh
that would allow him to be dining ana
wining and speechmakinG Hgufant' with
the real business transacted over ms Aead
between the foreign office abroad ard
the state Department at home DhI one
recurring the best skin and knowledge and
courage he did rot by any means thlhk
Of himself ia d small way, it will be seen;
but it was sense Of conscious power that
pnsscssed him, and lot IN tie least one Of
personal vanity.
Possibly this unformulated thought, this
sense of conscious power, was so strong I'D
him that the letters Of his constituents
failed 10 produce the effect that had beeh
attended They were flied away uh-
answered for the present. DE had better
business in hand. 1t did not occur 20 MIN
that he was sacrificing his future 10
passion. that. as Archimedes neeaed
Mace on which to stand with ms lever
before moving the world, SO poiltlclah
peeds q foothold in constituency anu
no statesman can do anything III the De-
ginning unless he is raised on the shouider'
of the people. All he thought was thau nj
was not a man to fall; that if one thing
were not possible, another was; and that
for the rest, the love of Gloria Calnpeadei
was worth all else that destiny had 'o
offer And he had reached the point where
lie was 10 longer content with just Inc
bliss Of being allowed 20 love- he WAS de
termined to be loved again
But now things were not standing sui
on the contrary, they were moving VIII
rapidity Fiery spirits who burned Tor al
venture or distinction were every Gay
coming to the front, and arms were pur
chased and ne egOtiations made, Tor WhateNe
might be suspected Of Miss Campcador
political activity, with sort or pubh'
secrecy, it was generally regarded as til
enthusiasm of a pretty woman whose socla
Dosition was Eot to be ignored. 1hos
who by means OF their agents knew al
things had reasons for keeping their knowl
edge To themselves, and she and her friend
had great latitude of initiatory movement
Later the strong hand might interfere
IT was at tie dinner Of a high foreig
funct onary, who might not even at TN
day care 10 lave his name mentioned, tha
Mr.. Rentiuck, taking out another lad!
foand himself seated beside GLORIA sh
was in black, streaming with cut Jets, VIII
here ana there big diam oGd, elitterll
hon head to foot like the Fl osty sky in tn
dead of the dark. The melancholy ol Ee
mien and expression heiShten cd Tn
rapturc of beauty that made the young MA
almost trclnble as he locked at her. 81
wasvcry silent, with an air half distrait,a
If sic were alert and listening for one knc'
not what.
lie goes tonight" she muInIured
and 10y TO Bcntnck, as Size crumDlcu h'
bread. my Virgilioi You Will com
round? Oh, yes" She said, her hea
slightly bending toward him, her vol
so low that only one used to its infle
tons could distinguish the words a
is ready paIt sail from Key West, a pa
from Charleston ard the rendezvous
Il was arranged, you know. Nothing
changed. And Her vis-a-vls at t
table, a severe and stately dame. open
her eyes just then TO see the young won
empty her wine glass at a drauSht hut s
said 10 herself that one should be 81
prised at Botling these Creole women q
And OF course Mr.. Bcntinck went rour
Nine D'Arco, weeping, lay back In b
chair, looking like big bundle OF &c
Eeous rags. Gloria was in an inner roc