New-York tribune., 1903-01-14

course, it's very nice to have fads and all that.
TOO far Now. they've chained you UP nice and
LADY Pansophy sought her starers and turned
"ssHnerlng sbe IN, eye eye upon on him -
she said deIfbersteIv t!rnxC bs15g baJ haar S-esa
and this young mans head IN its proper place. I
together With suggestion Of excfusiyeness
Find it a bit too parEy?'' the Naval Boys voice
The ghost of Mrs Carew was peevish. IF there's
lit is to copies-inferior copies of my gowns
at every street corner l always made it a
Mr. Boreham- Wood philosophical NO good
making fuss. = he said They're hitting US up
on our weakest spots. and yours is evidently your
gowns
when you haven't got a head your should
Does iter-eVer ache 1S' t AIS your weakest sp0t
The Naval Boy interposed- There's something
rather toffy about the syle Of the thing he de-
too high but never before haard ~ oTa @ rrpi@- Se
II under his arm Does il lead to-er-any sort Of
Only an NJ V. o." still fretted the General.
with his eyes fixed on what the clever man could
now see w was suspended but ever out Of reach
star and the three magic letters. * c. B"
Inc shost OF the little country cousin fitted by.
Don't Don't mind It murmured; these things don't
really matter-we've all got 10 suffer through
something we like most-and when the real story
The clever man interrupted "The real story
1 never does get told he asserted: you only see
9 Dtl4" the surface and we guard them-desper-
My dear, darling old chappe" protested the
ghost of the Naval Boy. you wouldn't surely have
Us aIWays as Transparent as We are now? Think
Mrs Carew grew grim. After Tonight" she
through each other so perfectly well that we
snail know precisely how much of anything to
Judged by the rustic. there was general toss
ing of heads and drawing aside Of draperieS.
That wasn't in the least original dear com
mented Lady Pansophy. and If you thought it
you're wrong If YOU have any buried stories
interesting
attention for the distracted from his
My dear lady, don't be rash.'
It's statute barred, declared Mrs Carew; all
my happenings finished with I've had
buried stories for than six years and I don't
owe anything on any Of them Perhaps Lady Pan
or Lady GyIe2'-
Or even Mr.. Boreha m Wood
You've only to look at the published charity lists
10 what Of have done" said Lady
Gyle: my check book was always in my hand. for
The little country cousin spoke again. That
isn't the real story she said. that's only the
part that gets talked about The real ones made
up of the reasons why you did the things-why?''
little silence and then the clock chimed one
The party's over" said the Naval Boy; lights
OUT
What actually happened said the clever man.
who was found little later lying with sprained
ankle at the foot of a te~ stairs. l don't undGr-
stand Somebody told me that the honor OF the
hoLse demanded ghost: and this night have I
seen crowds of them But | think somehow
must have been asleep and dreaming when /
slipped down these stairs. and I'm really bit
m re impressed than was-than vas
He stoDpaI suddenly. before eyes. dignihed
- .a+tdi,, s1naar rod sornatfine.-sor,athfnR tail
sha peless Transparent Slowly, slowly from the
west corridor ii moved toward Us passed into our
very midst a OF chill. and II had disappeared
ss uvsteriousIv as II had come
So the nonor Of the house was still unassaied