Evening star., 1901-08-24

eral days yet, sir" stammered the servant.
Indeed.
"And nothing is ready, sir; but if you will
come in We can fix UP something"
Mr.. Emley stepped into the hall and the
servant turned on the electric lights. A
sumptuously furnished room was revealed,
servant in correct uniform and a tall,
brown-eyed gentleman of about thirty
eight years of age He wore a tan over
coat and high silk hat, and carried an alli-
gator dressing case. The servant was
greatly impressed with these evident proofs
of gentility. He spoke reverently.
THE side room with the bay window is
nearest ready, sir. Ii you would care to go
in there ---. ra----
1t will DO Very. nicely" said Mr.. Emley.
81 should have let you know l was coming,
butTeaity the idea never occurred to me-"
The side room was eminently satisfactory.
1t was exactly the kind of a room that Mr..
En1ley had often with pangs of envy, seen
o1her men sleep IN. To sleep in one him
self had seemed an impossible dream, but
IL was fast assuming a reality a common
sureness. that charmed him.
Would you like something to eat sir?''
suggested the servant.
i am hungry. and-ah-ah-"
"Lenkinson. sir"
Thanks. If you have something to
drink. Jenkinson? 1t is a trifie raw out
doors And-by the way, has there any
mail come for me lately?"
This was an excellent stroke of diplo-
macy on Mr.. Emley's part He was anx-
the envelope would tell him
letter came week ago. sir, but we
forwarded II Immediately TO Paris"
Il must have missed it. How was 1t ad-
dressed?''
Just F. l. Smith The Grange. Circle
town Ill, sir. l think it was an advertise
ment.
Probably. III take the lunch here. And
perhaps something hot-0ysters now?''
Yes, sir Twill be ready In a few min
utes, sir ~
The servant departed and Mr. Emley
gazed about with a fast swelling air of
pompousness.
Dick. old boy he said to himself. .it
isn't exactly what you come for, but it'll
DO II s your Internal luck again, old man,
wake up III never forgive YOU"
Nheh the luncheon was finished and the
servant was about to retire MIR. EmIey
called 10 him:
Jenkinson, Be sure and lock everything
up securely l have been told that burglars
are very daring in this part of the coun-
try
Indeed they are. sir" replied Jenkin-
son There's no telling what they'll do
next But itil be mighty cold day when
they get ahead of me, SIR"
1t Is rather chilly tonight" observed
Mr.. Eulley.
BY noon the next the day the whilom
master had In a large degree overcome the
strangenesS OF his situation. He no longer
had an almost ungovernable impulse to
sideboard and noiselessiy fit through the
nearest window. But il was still a novelty
To step out of the front door In full sight
OF the servants and enjoy the view from the
porch without being driven to the extrem-
Ity or drawing revolver or taking to his
heels. 1t was delight to his artistic ma
ture 10 sit IN the drawing room and cut the
pages OF the latest magazine with a gold
handled ivory paper knife replacing the
knife on the table when through with n
L must admit he tried this latter exneri-
ment several times before successfully ac-
coTnplishing 1t, and In spite of his earnest
.endeaVors his pockets were soon filled with
collection OF small valuables. However
nus environment was having q good effect
upon his moral nature.
y would be an honest man were I In
reality MIR. Smith," he told himself nm
ming his hand caressingiy over a jeweIed
Saber hilt that hung in the hall.
But the saber hilt held strong attrac-
tions not consistent with moral reform, and
Mr.. Emiey stroiied out of doors and down
the gravel path toward the wrought-irou
entrance gates Through the gates came a
messenger boy with yellow envelope in
his hand.
Good afternoon. my little man." said
Mr.. Emley.
Good afternoon. SIR said the boy.
You have a message? Who for?"
MIR. Jenkinson. SIR. %
Yes? Well. IN take It. 7 have charge
oc everything here and will know jns,
where to find Mr.. Jenkinson should he not
be at the house"
Mr.. Emley coolly appropriated the mes
sage. and the messengers book After
signing the book he gave the how a onar.
ter and sent him away happy
Now, 1 wonder" said Mr.. Emley who
this IS from?'
He turned the message round and round
In the brilliant sunlight. but no answer to
his question shone forth.
II were In reality Mr.. Smith ia take