The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-06-18

Il DO NOT LIKE TO TAX YOUR COURTESY.
But before he had read a dozen lines
his Indifferent gaze had become eager,
and he hurried on to the end Then lie
| gave expression to II low whistle, In
which We're mingled relief, exultation
and dismay The concluding para
graph read:
So give up your Washington project and
come back to Texas. Very likely your an
cestors did own the land, but II was a
hundred years ago, and "A mountain Of
rival claimants has piled up and covered
proof from any belief but your own.
You've already been there six months
and I'll be bound spent lot of money,
and where have you got? You might con-
tinue 1t for lifetime others have-and
then get nowhere So what's the use?
There's plenty of land here that you have
unquestioned title to. and some day II
VIII represent lot of money. and you
know Texas is a good starting point for
racer like you. Another thing, | saw
Miss Atmar the other day and from the
way she asked after you ! knew that
whatever misunderstanding there had
been was forgotten. so. with all due re-
spect ! say you are IA fool II you stay In
Washington twenty-four hours longer.
TOM.
The letter was crumpled and thrust
back into his pocket Return to Texas!
If only he could. The Washington
project" as Tom called 1t, had long
since been rclegated to a place in the
background of his future and he had
only clung to it because there seemed
nothing else for linn 10 do and because
he was not ready to go lack to Texas.
But the reference to Miss Atmar did
away with that.
Mechanically his fingers sought the
three remaining half dollars In the
depths of his trousers pocket. Ten
minutes before he had been deliberat-
ing whether to eXpend them for lodg-
ing and trust to lis finding work for
meals or to take them to sCmc good
restaurant and Let chance or luck pro
vide the logging. Now food and lodg-
ing were 10th forgotten They must
take him Lack to Teas
He was on the questionable side Of
the avenue, where there was usually
little passing. But as he moved for
ward again he noticed that people In
increasing numbers were arriving and
taking positions as near the curbstOncs
as possible. Already they were three
or four lines deep.
He glanced across to the other side.
That was packed with people, as We're
also the windows above. What was it
a parade. Then he remembered. Why,
Prince Henry was coming, of course
He had lost sight of New York's en-
thusiasm in his own concerns. Even II
he had but three half dollars to get
back to Texas with, the world was still
able to go on about its own affairs
He walked on more slowly, gazing at
the people, but his eyes unseeing and
full Of thought. Suddenly he turned
and pushed his way through the lines
Of spectators. Several policemen shout
ed and started toward him, but he
strobe across the avenue without heed
Ing them and forced q passage through
the denscr crowd upon the opposite
side.
A few minutes later he entered cos
tuners shop on L street.
Can you furnish me a German uni
formi" he asked 81 do not wish II to
be very elaborate or conspicuous, but
suitable for meeting the prince and his
suit. You see
Eyes, yes; | understand, SIR" bowling
and smiling. 1--WE had several such
calls already; private theatricals or
maybe the vaudeville. Everything
German just now. Yes, sir, I've got
the very thing you want One of the
German embassy had a suit misfitted
by his tailor and wouldn't take It, The
tailor turned 1t over to me Perfectly