The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1901-03-31


The idea grew upon him. He parted with
Is and went along 80 Scotland Yard.
As to his capabilities as q driver Of horses
there was not moment doubt:
That Rour owR name asked the Of
fetal who had witnessed his performance.
gianclng up at the bronzed, high-bred
face as he handed him his documents.
ITS the name / tonight under at ON
durham" SAID Charles,
What regiment
'Twenty-iirst Lance RS.
"Ah,-wouuded?'
Leg and back.
II ever / can be of any service TO you
le. M know" and he handed his card to
Charles, who thanked him for II.
But as it was in the Offices so IT was
here ana SO IL u everywhere. Ihcre were
many more men wanting to drive buses
than thcre were buses 10 drive, and he
had Ia wait his turn Perhaps hts friend
at Scotland Yard put in a word for him,
perhaps there fen sudden mortality in
the higher ranks of the profession. Any
how, the call came lust IN time. and none
too soon He was down to his very last
shilling when letter came from the
l.. g. -. Go. = yardmaster telling him he
could start work the following Monday
morning. The shilling hridged the inter
Vening days, and Charles the Younger. at
all events knew no lack In the matter of
bread and milk.
lie was a sturdy little fellow. thanks to
his life on the hampshire farm. and his
wants were al the simplest. He was
huge delight and 4 mighty consolation To
his father. and was already CeYeioplng
an Intelligent family interest in horses;
They were great chums. those two. and
during those long days OF waiting they
tramped together through many mile
of West End Streets and deserted parks.
starting on four feet. and. as a rule. COM
plotting the journey on Two. And II their
pockets We're empty their hearts were
also light-ono Of them. at all events. and
me a 81 rot M n he
a twO-year-oid-and the love that grew
between them was very strong and very
true and very beautiful. So deep and
sH Get a thing was It To one of them. that
had choice lain between all that the
world could give him and the little head
that lay On The pillow beside him at
night and laughed into his eyes IN the
morning with eyes that We're so very Ike
those other eyes that had gone. he would
have counted the world well lost com
pared with The love of the bright-faced
boy.
And so if their life was narrow it was
also very wide. and no mans life is the
worse for having passed under the yoke.
And all this time little Bob Long, auto
searching the great scattered haystack
of London for This missing needle. with
the patience and logged perseverance of
Il eli-wiiled old man who, having got an
idea into has head. refused to have II
beaten out OF him by 50 small d thing as
simple want Of success.
Bob l.ong-Bohaiong always to She Gle
serest children-had taught Geoft and
Charles ana Mary 10 ride as soon as their
tiny legs could stretch across saddle
or curl round a pomm-l. When Charles
disappeared IL sorr"wed greatly, Dat
could do no more. When Sir Geon came
to III" throne and showed every wish to
heal the breach and recover the fugitive,
Fob hopes rose. Then Geon hlmseli WAS
killed IN the huntinE-Iirid ten days before
his wedding day. and the discovery of
Tar INN e.
I;oh's great idea came into his mimi
during one Of many discussions he had
with Mary cleserest about that time.
Mary, knowing nothing of the causes of
il. had wondered much at the never once
broken silence of her dear Charles and
her almost equally dear Margaret San
noX. When their father died her entreat-
les had urged Geoff to continuous eHer-
ttons for the discovery of the wanderers
But nothing came Of il all. Many times
she and Fob discussed the matter.
Il c2nnui think how they can be living.
i"bal"ug. said Mary. for Charles had
nothing Of his own ana cannot have taken
much with him. and | can't imagine what
Work he could do
There's moi many knows as much
about horses Us he does. Miss Mary"
said bob. with conviction.
Yes, of course a.. knows horses.
mJsed Mary, but ! don't see how that
would help him. Bob
-'Lnnd"ns mighty mg place for horses.
missy / \" heard SAY that the Earl of
E-itrcss. Lord kasLerton he was then,
or"fc Il hanson IA London for three
months once 80.
oh, suhaloug. you don't think our
dear Charles is driving 4 hansumy'
tf' might do worse. missy. but Wen
hope hes doing better
AlN poor Charipsf-aud Margaret, |
wonder why they meyer wrote to me-
Ala he. Misc 3Mafy----' began Bob,
who had not served the old haronet for
IurtN years without getting "A pretty
tnt 81
Maybe what. B.,,along?' asked Mary,
when N. drew reiu.1s
~" heard t"tl of letters not ting
'hroueh TO people, said Bob, sturdily.