Arizona republican., 1899-01-14
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BY EDGAR FAWCETT.
(Continued From Yesterday.l

majesty would be thought sufficient"
 "Indeed"
 "Oh, come, now" cried Alonzo. slap
 ping his friend on the shoulder, its all only little scheme on Eric's part to have me go over and h0b-nob with him in Saltravi."
 And so he baits his invitation with
 the prospect of meeting q king"
 "Oh. poor, dear Eric! Not at all
 don't doubt he's aware that I've met several" Here Alonzo began to count
 with one hand on the Outsprcad fingers of the other They've all been so nice to me, too Let mo think. First, there
 was the prince. in London, year before
 last. But no. he isn't a king. is he?"
 "Ob hell pass for one. l remember, you saw him a lot of times"
 Through Daisy Bostwicll. you know. She and l were such tremendous chums before she married"
 Daisy Bostwicli, ." smiled Lexington, that's American. suppose, for the marchioncss of MiddieseX."
 ''Yes, I've played :acre than one game of poker at the Middlesez,es in Gros- veuor Square with II. R. II. Then there was UmbcrtO at Rome. Of course he was nice to mo, because he and the queen both adore Bessie Southgate, who used to go to school with my sis ter Kitty, and is now Princess Carriole; and Bessie was simply sweet to US the minute she heard we were in Rome. And-lct ne think; haven't I any more royalties to brag about? Yes, there was the king of Servia, whom I took supper with in Paris. year before last, and oh. I'd fCrgottcn-I was presentc in Berlin, the same year, at q great ba somewhere. to the em- peror of Ger But no; he wasn't en- peror. then; he was only crown prince. So my list is q pretty small one, after all, isn't it?'
 ''It's large enough for you to snap your fingers at q minor potentate like the king of Saltravia. By the way, Lonz, your people will soon be arriving. Why don't you drcSs?"
 "Dress?" cried Alonzo, lifting both hands and whirling himself round while he surveyed his attire. ''Isn't this good enough, in the name of com mon SenSe?"
 ''In the name of decency," replied Lexington, ''it isn't. A velveteen sack coat and q big tcnpSstuCus-lOOl1ing nccl1tic of bricls-du5t rcd silk! It won't do at all. You've lots of swaggcr after noon things. Ring fer your man, and make him put you into one of your new London suits It's positively shameful that you should go downstairs in those Bohemian togs. Your sister, Mrs Van Santvoord, will be furious"
 ''Oh, INitty's always grurnbling at me- l don't mind her"
 But this is the first home entertain ment you've given to Miss Kennaird;"
 True said Alonzo. while his rat ting manner seemed to soften. But, my dear Phil,i he suddenly resumed, throwing back his head and making nighty gestures with both hands, Eff there's one thing that dear Kathleen of mine likes about me, it's to have me be myself True she's conventional enough; but ah. when I think of that adorable girl she rcconciles me to all the sham and trash of the life we live and the way we live it!'' I' Lexington furtiyely gnawed his lip. He had his own secret cynical ideas about the sincerity of this new sweet heart whom his young millionaire friend had chosen.
 '.Oh, well, he returned, rather grimly, Eff you want to defy convention it doesn't matter. You're so popular that you can. Nobody minds. They all ac- cept you and like you the better for being yourself, since it's yourself they're so fond of.''
 ''Fond.' echoed Alonzo, and with so harshly unwonted a ring in his voice that it made his nearer start and stare. He let lis flexible frame sink down on the broad arm of an easy-chair near ' which he had been standing, and his tawny eyes had never shone with strong CT seriousness than while he now contin- ued to speak:
 ''You good, kind-hearted Phil! Don't you see that my popularity is the merest myth? When do bold or queer things it isn't whom they laugh at and make believe that they think funny; it's fellow with few thousand a year that he squanders on their amusement. Let . fate strip me of those, Phil, and they'd think me as ordinary as their morning bath don't want to be aeynic, and if did there are some few things that would save Ine from it. You're one of them"
 fil?'' &
 ''Yes, you ring right, somehow--at least to my ears you do.''
 '.Thanks"
 And then there's Kathleen. An, she rings right! Shes like q perpetual chime of silver bells"
 (Which you will soon turn into we'd ling belis.''
 in April, my boy. You remember, Phil, how I hated the thought of mar -iage till met her. Then some hing changed. I felt like a trans formation scene in a pantomime. That pig solid lump of prejudice in me gave l sort of a click, and there it was, a ,hurch altar, with clergyp an or two behind it. booking round to see whom they co-id marry. And do you know why that lovely girl has so captured ne? Because I believe she's without