The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-01-24

. ,nterrupting his pipe. She stood
uond the table, beside the door. tall
y slight, in a white gown that chung
hor arms and shoulders and rounded
bjst and swept about her feet in
law folds. Across swung from her
Sck by a long silver chain' and she
MO a broad-brimmed hat with a
NV white veil, SO her face was IN
sodov She leaned slightly toward
he as he clutched the arms OF his
| chair and sat forward in amaze
ent. .4,, c.,o
srius," she said gently.
s0f-of Russia?' he asked stupidity,
hing to fan away the haze of tobacco
noke.
There are other lands" she said In
fferently. And not so far away"
.Creat Caesarw he breathed, bewll-
s red and his pipe dropped from his
+onished fingers. With the feeling
n If was the only bond between him
h nationality, he stopped to pick 1t
81 and as he rose he struck his head
Rrply against the corner Of the libra
table, Dizzy from the blow, he stag
red to his feet and looked towards
s. door. She was gone, as mysteri-
sly as she had come. He rushed
udly around the table and across the
BIN, stumbling over easy chairs and
sbtstools, and sending a revolving
Sokcase spinning around. The hall
hs also empty. No trailing gowns
III turned up the edges of the rugs,
Sr could he hear any hurrying steps
the polished stairs. He blinked at
|e sun pouring red and purple through
L painted window for a moment, and
len turned back and sat down on the
Rarest chair. Good heavens! what
leam! Who was she? What was her
|otive in appearing and announcing
erself in that royal way? And he
ldn't seen her face! Well, if it was
pretty as her figure-oh, confound
5 head; and he was still feeling Of it
|ngerly, too dazed to think of more
ian one thing at time, when he
BARD his friends cheerful whistle in
lie hall.
|"Well, old chap" said Thurston, COM
lg in.
'Phew! but that pipe of yours Is
light! If we don't air this room be-
pre- the mater gets into it, your goose
cooked"
why, what will she do?" cried the
ther uncertainty.
You'll never get another bid for
|unday,' said the first, throwing open
be Of the windows. Gee! l didn't
ealize how rank Cissie is getting. Re-
4re her, Billy, and get another. But
Eay what's the matter, old man? /
PIT you composing a sonnet and going
sleep over it. What's wrong?"
AShe looked down at his maligned
pe, and then up at his friend.
Say do you suppose she thought it
as rank?" he asked.
The mater?" said Thurston, puz-
aed She hasn't been here already,
rs She' If so, we'd better go back
might. Did she wake you up?'
NO. dreamed it," said the owner Of
ae pipe, and began to feel Of his bump
Pm a frown of pain. His friend
Apked at him for moment curiously,
"a then aimed heavy leather cush-
\ from the nearest Morris chair at
Wake up, you IDIOT" he said. "This
no sleeping car" The idiot parted
se cushion.
DICK, has your sister friend WIS.,
.ng her" he inquired.
mo, said the other.
wen, there was one In here, any
~ pursued Ashe.
zone what" demanded Thurston.
one princess" said the other. His
ent. q A
AShe' you're crazyw he said at last.
solne out and take a walk"
IT. Wllmering Ashe was making for
user a rather neat reputation with
tuers or current magazines as a
'er OF clever little occasional verses,
PONG MS friends at his clubs he was
HlSluered good fellow, and they
Ppee 10 assume that somewhere he
~ hidden away the person who
pee lis verses for him. His mothers
nus approved Of him because he
u LIS calls, and he was chiefly IA
us WIN the young ladies Of his rath-
eeneral acquaintance, as a master Of
"a - Ol Welsh rarebitry and badi-
f. But no one was prepared for
"lnloSt Oriental beauty and mysti-
- u, VI MS latest verses, which appear
Que or the best Of the monthly
,?ncals under the name of INV
~ ol the Realm of Dreams" and
~ would have done credit to a.
h. n more ambitious poet than Billy
n h. 80 Ashe himself thought rather
:, VI chem; he felt that it In some
hi, lonipensated for the very nasty
/ r ~ vi the head that the Lady had
t1; Of giving him, and that he
H. 'gnned a most perplexing dream to
in soou account. 1t was better than
aa s II to the Society of Psychical
'e"fcn, which he had Thought of do