Sunday morning globe., 1901-09-29

stentor voice Of the individual call
ing my train.
who is Adaline?' I managed to in
terject as he paused just before "and
points West,
"Adaline Castello," was his reply.
There's only three women and three
men-a small cast--in this story" he
added, as we moved with the crowd
toward the gates.
And you won't forget to send me
the papers, l said as my ticket was
being punched by the gatekeeper who
interposed, as Tom started after me
through the turnstile, with sorry,
sir"
But 1 want to help the lady and
her little girl on the train
Don't blockade the passage" was
his reply and Tom was forced to fall
back We stood on opposite sides of
the picket fence for a moment, while
he said goodbye.
My mantra's ever with you, Tom;
not Mr.. Baxter, but simple Tom, for
this occasion
"Bye-bye," called my little girl, and
he had disappeared.
Before l could turn away the Judge
came, painting, to the turnstile.
That's the express for the West?
| want to speak to a lady
Ticket, sir"
1 called to him. When he came op.
posite where 1 stood, on the inside of
the fence, l told him to go buy a ticket
to the first station at which the train
stopped.
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you even that far. 1 must go over to
the Treasury ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
engagement-before go to the
House"
you don't need to go. You can
throw the ticket away. BY purchasing
ticket you can occupy a seat in the
coach and talk to me until the train
starts"
He broke in the direction Of the
ticket window with the activity Of a
school boy a moment later joining
me. The man at the turnstile, hereto
fore impertuable was now laughing
How did you happen to know what
train ! would takeY was my inquiry,
after we had found seats in the rap
idly filling coaches.
"Grace got a note to me I'm the House
shortly after she left you yesterday
Said she knew NiOletta would kill her
If she found IL out. but she couldn't let
Mrs. Roland leave without my saying
good bye. The doorkeeper character.
lied her as the most persistent he had
encountered in his entire experience
OF am only too glad you came. /.
didn't want you to blame me for not
stand and appreciate the situation
Rest assured, Judge, I shall always
sing your praises i'm seven languages" "
"I thank you. Best for all, perhaps
this way. And sometimes l think the
world were brighter with Violetta."
Here was uttered the line l found
in the notebook the Judge gave me in
which to put down the names of those
who were opposed to him when he was
running for Congress. Hurriedly 1
told him of reading It, and that l was
only too glad to clear up any seeming
mystery as to how l came in possession
Of the name.
"And now, Judge" as he rose to go,
please tell me, Who is Violetta?"
"She is my divorced wifel' he re.
piled, as he clasped my hand and a
moment later he was waving the little
girl good bye from the platform
I don't think she will be his divorced
wife long, was my mental comment.
A glad thought crept into my heart
as | felt that possibly 1 had been the
instrument Of bringing them together,
as l realized / had in the case Of Mr..
Stiyers and his wife. Thus absorbed
with my thoughts, l glanced up just in
time to see, at a bend in the track, the
dome Of the Capitol and the peak of
the monument disappearing from view.
Ring up the curtain; the puppets are
on.
Ring down the curtain; the puppets
have gone.