The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-07-11

uiu not Know what 10 say. They wera
women, and could not be rude. ana
moreover, as they had evidently set ths;.
hearts upon going and was not NOS;
lively certain that Allie had arrived :
felt had no right to decline the hono-
of escorting them. Accordingly I as
sented and went across the garden 70
get my hat. Five minutes later tbsv
met me at the gates, and we strolleS
down the road together toward tho
plain.
There are few prettier places in tho
world than Batavia, and l have mot
with few handsomer girls than the die
tinguished looking American bv nv
side. but for all that was not content.
ed with my lot. wanted to be back in
the veranda at the hotel watching for
Allie.
Leaving handsome street behind nc
we passed on to the plain, where LARGO
crowd of people were promenadinp 70
the strains of military band. At anv
other time the music would have been
inspiriting. but in the humor l was in
the gayest marches sounded like funeral
dirges For over an hour we continued
to promenade, until / began really to
think that l should have to ask INV
friends to accompany me home or re.
main where they were without me. But
at last the concert came to an end, and
we once more turned our faces in the
direction of our hotel.
"You have been very quiet this even.
ing" said Miss Sanderson to me as wa
left the turf and stepped Oh to the road
again.
81 hope my being so has not spoilt
your enjoyment, l said, trying to beg
the question.
ooh, dear, mol" Then as if something
had suddenly struck her: "Do you ex.
pect to see any one in Batavia? l have
noticed that you scan every lady we pass
as if you were on the lookout for an ac.
quaintance.
II did expect to see some one, must
confess, answered. "You have sharp
eyes, Miss Sanderson.
"They have been trained in sharp
school" was her brief reply.
BY this time we were within five
walk of home and in the act
of crossing one of the numerous bridges
that in Dutch fashion grace Batavia's
streets. We paused for few moments
and leaned over the parapet to look
down at the star spangled water oozing
its silent way toward the sea. 1t was
all very quiet, and as far as we could
SERVE had the street to ourselves. Sud-
denly Miss Sanderson dropped her
American accent and said in quite diff.
ferent voice:
'Dr. De Normanville, this has gone
far enough. Do you know me now?''
1t was Allie.
To say that 1 was taken by surprise
would not be to express my condition at
all. Twas simply overwhelmed with as
and for some seconds could
only stand and stare at her in complete
Her disguise was so per.
feet, her American accent so real her
acting had been so wonderfully main.
tanned, that never for an instant sus-
pected the trick she had been playing
upon me.
"You, Alier' cried when at last
found my voice. SIS it possible that
Miss Sanderson has been myth all the
timer"
"Not only quite possible, but fact"
she answered, with laugh. eyes, |
I'm Allie, and no more Miss Sanderson
If New York than you are. Do me the
Justice to remember warned you was
good at Disgusting myself My reason
or not revealing my identity to you be-
ore was that / wanted thoroughly to
est the value of the part was playing,
md since you, who know me so well,
lid not recognize me l am inclined to
believe nobody else will"
1t is simply marvellous. If you had
lot declared yourself l should never
AVE known you. And your companion
S therefore not Mrs Beecher, whose
husbands patent double action sofa
prings are SO Justly famous, any more
han you are Miss Sanderson?''
ITO BE CONTINUED