The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1902-10-17

tWlnkllng, black eyes.
would you honor me by coming as
my guests 20 the PinesY be said des-
perately. remembering that his credit
ought to be good there.
But old Mrs. Glendannln broke IN
with. wen be delighted 10 be your
guests. Mr. Caldwell, but won't you
humor as by taking us 10 the shell
burne? It's all the same to you,
suppose, and Anne has her heart set
on the music there Haven't you,
Amer
And so to the shelburne they went
Steve trying to forget that he had less
than a dollar, living only each sdcces-
sive moment IN her presence, hectic
with alternate Joy and embarrassment,
till they were well along toward the
coffee He urged the ladies to order
this, that and the other-anything that
would defer the catastrophe and pro-
long his rapture. On tenter hooks of
delight and terror, at last he saw Now
att strolling across the verandah. He
hailed his friend as a deliverer, and
Jerry was soon chatting with them.
No, he would have nothing; he had
just dlned; he was going for a sail
with the Hildebrandts. Steve winked,
grimaced and In a dozen ways tried to
send him wireless kilograms OF distress
financial distress-but Mowatt, curse
him, either could not or would not see
| them.
Matters were becoming desperate
| Steve saw the waiter making out the
bill. He excused himself a moment
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 Shelburne? No. Then the cashier
was Every sorry to say, but" etc.
Steve grew red and gray by turns, but
he went back to 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 to examine
it. Here was a 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 grinning into his face
1t was evident that Jerry understood
the awful predicament his friend was
in, and was deliberately deserving him
But the economical villain gave Steve
no chance to say a word, much less t.
make a quick and deXterous touch
He bowed grandily to the ladies ant
was gone like a fash.
As Caldwell turned round he caugh
a fleeing look of puzzled curiosity up
on the expressive face of his idol.
She's on to me-" he thought anC
blushed like a schOOlboy. Mrs. Glen
DENIM was getting nervous. TIL,
waiter had brought the finger bowls
long ago and was skulking near a pill
lar with anticipation of a liberal fee
Steve's right hand wandered aimlessl,
into his trousers pocket.
'Eighty-fve cents, count 'em." h
thought, grimly biting his mustache
Then his fingers stole up into his YES
pocket. He felt a hard, round bit O
metal, clutched it, looked at Mis-
Glendennin and turned purple. H
pulled out a $40 gold piece and trie
to look his gratitude at her He sue
ceeded in looking foolish, but sh
= smiled family and sighed with please
d relief. The old lady noticed nothing
a Steve paid the bill and gave the Dol
d bling waiter dollar When the
}, walked into the cool air Caldwell fel
Y as man feels whose raprieye is d.
e liyered at the gallows trap. He wa
|. sure now that Anne, his Anne, was a
e angel. Such tact, such sympatheti
e acumen, such considerate regard fc
IS his feelings, his dignity, his vanity!
= He told her. in a whisper, that 81
r, was a goddess. In the evening /
found that Jerry was yet out on Ii
water so he borrowed a $40 gold pieC
I. from the hotel clerk and fastened
his tryst with Miss Glendennin.
was midnight when he returned to h
t room and found Mowatt in pajams
smoking pipe.
d Jerry" said Caldwell, "Pm going
marry that girl-yes Miss Glendenni
d If can, and | think l can. You didn
i. see that / was broke to-day at Dime
to did you? OF course not. You four
ie it easy to go blind, deaf and dumb q
ID at once. But l forgive you. Do W