Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1901-04-11


son, as the apple of his eye. There
wasn't anything he wouldn't have given
him but the means of earning his own
living. All that he proposed to settle
magnificently. But the bottom began to
drop out of the market in mid-January
and left him stranded high and dry by
the middle of May. Two million dol
lars, said Wall street, had "gone where
the woodbine twineth."
Over beyond the hurly burly Of the
public place, crowded with townsfolk
and children, the roadway wound along |
the water's edge. Gray strobe rapidly
westward, his head bowed, his hands
thrust deep in his trousers pockets. He
missed his usual companions, heavy |
stick and nimble fox terrier, but both
had been left with the PORTER as inap-
propriate to a voyage to Chillon. They
were to have started, q merry party it
promised to be, by the early boat from
Geneva, and he could see her now cleav-
ing the limpid waters around the head
land of Morges. 1t was time to warn his
companions that he could not go. One
girl, at least might miss him, and she
should be accorded opportunity to name
some other escort Amy-'Amy, shall
low hearted. Z" She had disappeared
with that brainless ass half an hour
ago, possibly to console him for the fact
that he was not one of the dozen bid
den by Nine. la Comtesse to be of the
party to voyage with her to the famous
3 castle, breakfast with her aboard La
France and dine en- fete at Montreux.
Nane, the Briton, was one, and small
comfort did he afford Smytho b. bid
9 ding him jolly up and perhaps madame
a would let him in for postprandial cof-
a fee at Montroo.
Gray had never been able to stomach
g Smythe He called him an insupporta-
BILE cad, but when at a turn in the path
q he came suddenly upon the combina-
l. tion of brainless ass and insupportable
cad squatted on a stone, elbows on
l. knees, his fuzzy jowls deep sunken in
II his hands, his eyes OH the faraway line
g Of the Savoy shore, the intruder relent-
q ed Here was woe perhaps as deep as
Is his own.
'. But in this case misery loved not
"a company, and Smythe was surly. No,
" there wasn't anything Gray could do
ID for him, thanks. He was feeling seedy,
N that was all. 1t was plain to see that
I'd the interview with Miss Langdon had
P. left him sore at heart. Gray stood an
?, other moment irresolute There was
sp absolutely no reason why he should dc
ID the fellow good turn. Smythe hated
IN him and plainly showed it, but Gray
had ignored his spleen, and ever goo.
id humoredly tolerated him. 1t is easy fol
II man to forgive another's jealousy
but Gray had suffered too much from
ne Miss Langdons caprice not to know thu
ID symptoms when so patent as they wer'
lg in Smythe. III fortune makes som
IS natures OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES natures
DO and Gray turned again.
''Look here, old man. cold chap
ng had not then come into yogue), if
It. can't do anything for you, you can TO
u, me. was to have gone with that party
Dr. you know, to Chillon this morning
sst Yonder comes the boat now. Go t
d. madame for me, like good fellow, an
to tell her I've just received ill tiding
nd from home. I've got to go to Genev
by the 10 O'Clock train. 1 was paire
he off with Miss Langdon. Tell madam
ad I'm awfully sorry, but can't &c
IS, She'll ask you in my place-see il sh
art doesn't So long.
IN And in another minute he was breast
ay ing the heights to Lausanne, Will
led Smythe was speeding to Beau Riyage.
I'M 1t was late that evening when he II
me turned from solemn day with til
'ad bankers, the consul and certain trade
OK folk whose prospects, temporal an
ne eternal, he was given to understan
Ak were shattered by his cancellation
lily certain orders for furs and bijouteri
Ugh Heavy levy was made on his checkboc
us to solace their suffering, but there is
LAD certain recklessness of cost when one
IND financial tether is nearly at an en-
ted Dinner was over at Beau Rivage. III
en- band was playing delightfully."- in Il
en- south portico. Men in evening dire
SO were sauntering and smoking and 81
vas ping coffee about the corridor. A fe
American and English girls with the
EN- escorts were dancing in the salon. Gri
g was still in "knickers' and had din
NIL solus at the Hotel Terminus. He paus
WI at the portico and gazed in at the see
the of mirth, luxury and enjoyment where
uld he had been so thoroughly at home al
uld contrasted unflinchingly the scene wi
don that which he had planned for his
and ture. Now it was necessary for him
But get to his room to write, and he hop
his to reach it unobserved, bat the He
ers. Rokeby had received his instructic
'ent and nabbed him.
our "Eoh, say, Gray-Miss Langdc
wife y'know, wished to speak with you
SELF, rectly you came i'll, ~
beg eyes, was the languid answ
J. be. "And where is she now?"
BE a sin their salon, fancy. She said s
at's was too tired to dress for dinner. Il
beastly day, y'know.
had Gray nodded, slowly assembled
winding stairway and tapped at
SOFT door in the west corridor.
II to 'Trez, answered boyish vol
and Darcy was eAuberantlv WELDON
love by q 1O.year -old Langdon. THE ma