The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1902-08-22

just dined; he was going FOR a sail
with the Hildebrandts. Steve wlnked
grimaced and I'm dozen ways tried 10
send him wireless kilograms OF distress
financial dlstress-but Mowatt. curse
him. either could not or would not see
them.
Matters We're becoming desperate.
Steve saw the waiter making out the
! bill. He excused himself a momene
and tried to walk jauntily as he ap-
| preached the cashiers desk. He ex-
| planned that he had left his money
in his other suit" Was he a guest OF
the Shelburnef No. Then the cashier
was very sorry TO say. but" etc.
Steve grew red and gray by turns, but
he went back 10 his table and sat like
craven image for a whole minute.
Then he twiddled his watch chain
furiOusly for another minute Miss
Glendennin, who sat next TO him, no.
ticed the ruby Chinese ring he wore on
the chain and leaned over 10 examine
II. Here was n brief but priceless
oasis In the desert Of his troubles. He
felt the pressure Of her perfect hand
upon his arm. He caught the vague
fragrance OF her ebOn hair. But Now
att came around suddenly, shook hands
with Steve. and said gOOd-by Cald
well could have throttled him as he
stood an instant grinnlng into his face
II was evident that Jerry understood
the awful predicameDt his friend was
In, and was deliberately descrtng him
But the economical villain gave steve
no chance 10 say word much less to
make quick and deXterous touch. ="
He bowed grandlly TO the ladies and
was gone like a fash.
As Caldwell turned round he caught
a ieeting look Of puzzled curiosity up
on the expressive face Of his idol
she's on to me-" he thought and
blushed like n schoolboy. Mrs. Glen.
DENIM was getting nervous. The
walter had brought the finger bowls
long ago and was skulklng near a pill.
lar with anticipation Of "A liberal Fee
Steve's right hand wandered almlcssly
into his trousers pocket.
fbShlJ -hNt 'fIlN, COUNT ON, ne
thought. grimly biting his mustache.
Then his fingers stole up into his vest
pocket. He felt hard. round bit of
metal, clutchcd It, looked at Miss
iilendennln and turned purple. lie
pulled out SO gold piece and tried
to look his gratitude at her He sue.
ceeded in looking foolish. but she
smiled family ana sighed with pleased
relief The old lady noticed nothing.
steve paid the bill and gave the bob.
bing waiter a dollar. When they
walked into the cool air Caldwell felt
as man feels whose reprievc is de.
livercd at the gallow's trap. lie was
sure now that Anne, his Anne. was an
angel Such tact, such sympathetic
acumen, such COnsideratc regard for
his feelings, his dignity, his vanity!
He told her, In whisper. that she
was a goddess In the evening he
found that Jerry was yet out on the
water so he borrowed SO gold piece
from the hotel clerk and FASTENED 10
his tryst with Miss Glendennln. II
! was midnight when he returned 10 his
room and found Mowatt In palamas
smoking a pipe
Jerry" said Caldwell, "Tm going 10
marry that girl-yes. Miss Glendennin,
If / can, and think can. You didn't
see that | was broke to-day at dinner
did you? or course not You found
1t easy To go blind. deaf and dumb all
at once. But | forgive you. DO you
know what she dld2 She saw | was In
fix about settling the bill and she
managed to slip n SO gold piece into
my pocket while she was examining
this watch charm. I'd die for n woman
like that, Jerry"
But are you sure? How do you
know?"
Il made her admit II tonight. FIRST
she said no, of course, and tried 10 get
angry when | insisted on paying her
back, but"
But what?"
Finally, when she saw that il would
CRATE on my pride to resist longer. she
took back her ten"
Mowatt smoked furiously for five
minutes. Steve spcechless with ex.
element, began to lose his temper
Well" he bawled at last, aren't
YOU going 10 say word?"
steve" drawled Mowatt, lollinG
back I'm his chair. III | were you
wouldn't have anything to do with
Aune-Miss Glendennln."
"Why ." snonno1 roIIvon
well. she bunkoed YOU out OF that
ten, that's ALL"
But don't you see II was her ten.
was paying 1t back. She put it"
mo. she didn't I slipped that ten
into your vest pocket mysclf"-Johu
III. Raftery, in the Chicago Record
Herald.