The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1901-03-22

since, while trying to win his chosen
lady, he found his greatest barrier in her
twitting him as a carpet knight. SO
when he planned a tour of Scandinavia
he offered to expose himself to all the
peril Of capturing a grebe along the
scraggy cliff of the coast and promised
her the priceless plumes of the bird. She
admiringly agreed that II he would bring
her such a royalty won trophy she would
give him a locket bearing q portrait Of
herself arrayed in the feathers, q token
Of her plighted troth.
Pursuant to his intentions, he was low
cred in the usual way over the edge of
the Norwegian precipice to a nest of
grebes. The prize WAS secured. and he
was being raised to the top when the
rope encircling bis body loosened. After
varied dangers he landed upon the sum-
init, to find his raven black hair turned
milk white. The horror of that unutter-
able moment was branded upon him for
ever not only on his external person, but
also on his mind. Never could he recall
II, said he, without overpowering emo
ton.
Adding only that he had achieved his
aim, which was worth all, Mr.. Yale left
the room. The audience. with sugges-
ton Of guilt within their hearts, gave
ear In indescribable silence to his ascent
Of the staircase and entrance into his
room. While still under the charm Of his
narrative they sat when. perhaps half
hour later, his door reopened, for him to
pass out with letter, which he was seen
to post before returning to his chamber.
The letter read thus:
Lucie, carissima mia, can keep Il no longer.
7t,.n Y ALI ha hnof Nr1f9 YOta
can't know soon enough. Would have written Q
part Of It the night I arrived here had known
how It would come out II only you knew what
dire catastrophe beiell your lockless and on that
luckless true love as he boarded the train which
took him away from you'll
Starting late for the station, BUSTED through
the streets rather friskily, thereby probably un-
settling my Wig, % when tried to pass from my
seat In the car out to the smoker. while we were
swinging by at full speed and the wind was blow
ing high. 1t proved too much for those false hairs
Of mine.
nsrs Of the earth leaving my bald pate In puribus
naturalibusl Covering 1t and my humiliation
with my handkerchief. sat In shame until we
pulled up at this microscopic community, where
fresh calamities chased me on that my dies ira.
Only one coifeur In town and but one wig in his
stock white onel
However, until another could reach me from
home made capital out Of my Affections to drive
dull away during my separation from YOU
laid q scheme which did not go a-gley for be-
coming an object Of interest to my boarding house
and somewhat OF o talker and for posing as
globe trotter. This evening came my delicious
opportunity (the people were mad with curiosity
and made IT. for spinning a scsndalous yarn about
the turning Of my sable tresses into whitel
Forgive, II It needs forgiveness, my bringing
you even into that nonsense, for you are ever in
my thought, and gladly would let my hairs be-
come white any hue Of the rainbow In jeopar-
dizing life for you. Or, which might please you
better, rejoicingly would grow some capillary
organisms OF my own.
Tell me what you think Of the escapeds and
believe and cherish always your friend,
Chicago Tribune.