Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1903-10-30

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ig1ss.ssJ very quiet and we'll bred. AL
elderly couple and their daughter were
at one of the tables and two young mer
at another. In ordinary circumstances
might have been Interested in the
younH Wo,n"a 40 was a dainty crea-
turc, h"y,n& w.D!" blue eyes full Of
lig,t H.,t &a js&,tcrs stood, | gave
my attention "a .iunn Trask and Alex
ander Sruvc.- " l..as uames, of course,
were laJer discovery.
TrasK was j.u!l.st& kably an artist by
dress aEG I.a.!..er. but his face would
have been local for Il judge, being
strongly in - i've of perception both
broad and de, :, and calmly severe in its
expression lie had the look of one
athletic sports in youth and has begun
to take on flesh for the lack of them.
His hair was reddish brown, wavy and
remarkably ornamental.
Scovel was a thin man, tall and high
shouldered. His hair and dropping
mustache were dark and his eyes were
gray. Watching him languidly during
dinner, l made two accurate guesses-
first, that he was a lawyer, and, sec
ond, that he had come to Mrs. Wither-
spoons to recuperate after an illness.
After dinner | wrote a letter to my
father and then went out to take
walk. When upon the steps, l became
aware of faint strain of music pro-
ceeding from nowhere in particular. 1t
was different kind of music from that
which | had heard on the veranda in
St. 10, and l was conscious Of wish
that it were more distinct. A woman
was singing to the accompaniment of a
guitar, and, though I could not recog-
nize the song, it touched that chord OF
memory vaguely sad which vibrates in
the heart.
Strolling toward the road, | saw the
flare of a match and then the glow of
cigar. A man was sitting on the stile
beside the carriageway, and when |
came nearer | recognized Mr.. Derrin-
ger.
1 greeted him with something like
cordiality and said that | was glad to
have the pleasure so early, for judged
that two people might live month at
Mrs. Witherspoon's and never run to-
| gether,
delightful place, isn't it," he said
/ gloomily.
/ The tone and the words were match
ed so i'll that / smiled and he perceived
| it, though there was not much light
Il am down on my luck, and that's a
! fact" he said. Queer too. | ought not
to be feeling this way. There's moth
ing the matter with me" he continued,
more to the circumambient night than
to me. Health good, prospects first
rate, plenty to do, If could find the
sand to do it: not broke or anything
of that kind.
Looks like a girl on the evidence
thus far presented" said l. ITS none
of my business, of course; but I'm in
somewhat the same trouble myself"
/ He frightened perceptibiy.
"You were looking a bit low in your
mind when l met you at Cushing's,
said he.
1t is strange how two men become
confidential The thing usually hap
pens without warrant, as in this in,
stance, anu the OThthdIy Hdpllo VI Noh
cealment struggle with a selfish desire
to relieve the mind. The result Is that
fellow carries away from such an in
-erview remarkable mixed shame fol
having both lied and told the truth
when neither was necessary.
What l told Derringer did not do Ell
Their of us any good. As for his story
it was quantity vague. He was an opel
hearted, practical fellow, who Nigh
have presented the plain facts with ex
cellent effect, but he stumbled in thu
byways of evasion.
1.-THE truth is" said he, that
thought | was persona grata to the nm
est woman ia the world, and | wasn't
! So | came out here to forget about it..
Another fellow" / suggested.
He seemed to ponder. deeply, and Il
: the silence | heard the music NOR
5 plainly than before.
Hanged If l know said he at las
! Beautiful voice, isn't it?
~ heard 1t when | first came out,
+ said l, land had a vision of an angt
flying over the house. Who is it?'
{ ITO he cousi19ed.l