The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1901-02-28

Harris with stealing D%orothy's love
from him. For it is impossible to steal
from any man what that man had
never had to lose, and most emphati-
cally he had never possessed n little
tiny corner of Dorothy Strode's heart;
to be plain, Dorothy had always de-
tested him.
For an hour or more David strobe
about the Park till the storm of fury
which possessed him had somewhat
calmed down, and always the smart
victoria, with its pair of high stepping,
fiery horses and its pair of wooden
faced, imperturbable servants in their
white and crimson liveries, logged his
steps and kept him fairly in sight; and
at last David noticed them.
Damn that supercilious old brute
he muttered, as they passed him for
the twentieth time; then he stood ut
the ratings a minute or two and
thought how slow it was-wondered
how men and women could bear to
crawl up and down in line, fretting
their fine horses into a fever and never
getting beyond a foot's pace.
He turned away from the row into
a side path, but the next moment he
saw that the smart victoria had turned
into that road also.
"Confound him, he must be watching
me-" he thought, irritably, and yet
what should he want to watch me for?
Oh, hang it. I'll go home!"
Without a moments hesitation he
turned his steps toward Apsley House
and made his way out at the big gates,
where he hailed a cab and gave the man
the address of his hotel, and forgot
about the white-haired old gentleman
in the mart victoria.
But the victoria was there, neverthe-
less, following Immediately behind the
modest cab; and when David got out
and went into the Grand Hotel, Lord
Aylmer called to the footman:
Charles. | want you to take a mes
sage. Barker, stop
Barker pulled up the horses beside
the broad pavement and Charles got
down to hear his lords orders.
GO into the Grand and find out that
gentleman's name-don't mention
mine"
Yes, m lord" said Charles.
Now. Charles happened to be an in
genious youth who was not troubled
with any nice scruples about his hon
or, and believed that the easiest way
was invariably the best way. He
therefore, secure in the halo which his
smart white and crimson livery was
enough to cast around him, went into
the hotel and addressed himself to the
stately house porter of the establish
ment.
Il say. porter" said he, my master,
the Dock of Middlesex, wants to know
the name Of a gentleman just come in
came in a 'ansom-tall, .fairish chap,
looks like a country gentleman"
"D'year mean that one?'' asked the
house porter, taking Charles to a glass
door leading to the reading room and
pointing out David.
Yes, that's the one," Charles an
swered.
oh. yes; that's Mr.. David Steven
son, of Holroyd,' said the house por-
ter.
And where's Holroyd?"
"A mile or two from Harwich.' an
swered the other. AT least, i heard
him say SO last night. His post-town
is Harwich."
All! yes-thanks. The Dock fancied
ne knoo him, but fancy he was mis-
took. Good day to you, porter"
"Good-day to you, my fine cock
pheasant" returned the big house por-
ter. contemptuously; but Charles had
already reached the door and was 60
ing back, serene in the, power OF his
own impudence, to impart the informa-
ton which he had gathered to his mas
ter.
The gentleman's name is Steven
son, my lord" he said. "Mr. David
stevenson, OF Holroyd, Harwich."
All, yes" and then the old savage
pulled out his notebook and iotted
the name down without comment.
How did you find out?"
Il said my master, the Dock of Mid
diesex, wished to know, as he fancjed
ne knoo the gentleman Charles an
swered, promptly.
Lord Aylmer burst out laughing.
An! very cleyer-clever. Home"
Yes, m lord" said Charles.
Lord Aylmer laughed more than once
on the way home; he was so intensely
amused at the inventive genius dis
played by Charles. whom he had not
before credited with much sharpness
or thai kind. He was a man who new
er took the trouble to make subterfu-
ges to his servants; il he wanted q hit