Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-15

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the driver. He looked at me longer
than he needed before answering,
Yes. sir. did"
Thank God" said | inwardly. To
him merely, Then you can take me
there. too"
Now | was sure by his look he was
suspicious. All right. sir" said he.
"What number?'
It was perhaps a natural question.
but | didn't like his tone. besides, it
was an embarrassing question. you
ought to know" said |; you've just
been there"
He was a very Solomon in his own
coneeit now. I could tell from his
face. 1--WE been 70 many places since.
sir" said he.
decided upon a modifying course.
Gust remember this number now and
get me there quick, and I'll double the
price" said /.
Every well, sir" said he.
| got in and we were off. ! shook
hands with myself, and settled back in
the hanson. AS we turned the corner
by the Treasury building his voice
came gently through the slide in the
roof. Was it Seventeenth or Eight
zenith street. you said. sir?"
You heard what | said, and you
agreed to take mi for double fare. If
you talk any more I'll take your num-
Der and report you first thing to-mor-
row for over%charging."
VERY well, sir" said he. with in
jured dignity; "onlv | understood you
to say Seventeenth, anu Che ladies. |
just remember, was to Eighteenth
street"
l had said Seventeenth, but this was
no time to argue, Sc l meerly said,
Shut down that lid and go on to
Eighteenth"
We drove on, turned into Eighteenth
street, and drove northward, finally
turning in and stopping just behind
a coupe,-a coupe standing in front
of one of the new brick and terra-cotta
Renaissance creations which were just
beginning then to loom up in the
northwest quarter of the town. The
creation was brilliantly lighted, a car
pet and awning joining It with the
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hanson paused, stepped two ladies'.
strange to me. Their wraps plainly
indicated evening gowns beneath, and
even as / saw this, a carriage. with
clatter of hoofs and Jingle Of harness
chains, closed in behind my hanson.
| punched at the roof lid with my
cane. | was mad. What the devil
are you stopping here for?" said I.
"These were the orders you gave me-.
sir" said he.
"You ID began, but I realized |
was hasty, and changed the sentence
to, "Who lives here?"
Secretary Jameson, sir"
as this where you brought the
LADIES'"
"Yes. Sir"
The gestures of a liveried individual
under the awning intimated that we
we're blocking the way, for the coupe
in front had departed.
Get out of this, and drive me down
to Albaugh's," said /.
every well, sir" and with a %resound-
ing whip crack we swung about and
started for the avenue. 1t wasn't any
use. / might as well find the fellows,
make a clean breast of it, and get ad-
vice.
| arranged my features in as jaunty
a manner as possible when | opened
the door Of their box, and they lis
tened to my tale with the most grave
and earnest attenion,-not one of
them even smiled. Jim Ward had a
bad coughing fit, but it lasted only a
moment. Tommy was the first TO
speak. 81 think" said he, Il think,
in fact, I am sure, that l have a dead
easy solution. We will begin at once,
and we will all see you through. The
show is slow here, anyhow. Come on!
But" he added, "solutions-of prob
lems-are dry work." and he looked at
me.
Eyes" said I, "they are. Come on;
It's on me-"
Now then" resur'ed Tommy, when
we stood on the sidewalk five minutes
later. 1--WE will take a cab, drive to
the station,-hush." as l opened my
mouth in protest; drive to the sta
ton, go to the b-aggage-room and find
out where two trunks that came in
from Foxtown, Mass, on the $50 were
delivered, get the address, take you
to it, and get you safe inside the house,
and then go back to the club and
thank God we're bachelors"
1t was hard upon eleven when we