Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1903-10-29

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withdrew into the house, and it was
important to me chiefly because of the
slight resemblance l had noted. Sup
pose this girl We're Sibyl. What should
l do? 1t was a question | disliked to
answer. She was remarkably attract
i've The widest flight of fancy could
not endOw Sibyl with so many charms.
And yet l would have fed from the
mere suggestion of regarding Miss
Jones as a possibility for me l was
hopelessly under the domination of an
other personality. That was the lesson.
My first and pressing need was to for
get Anna Lamoine.
When Miss Jones had gone into the
house. l kindled a cigar and found
chair at the most unpopular end of the
veranda-the one nearest the light, as
may easily be guessed. Laughter ard
music (or what passed for it, arose
from the young people on the darker
side. They annoyed me. How can a,
man decide a pressing question of the
heart while a dozen thoughtleSs and
frivolous creatures are bawling BE
cause Love You?" This house used
to be quiet. Apparently it had lost that
merit. couldn't go to my room be-
cause its windows were directly over
the heads of the merry, merry chorus.
1 might shift my quarters to hotel,
but disliked to register under an as
sumed name, and to put my own on
the book would be to invite some Of
my acquaintance in st. 10 to send up
their cards. A boarding house was
my only refuge, but seemed to have
chosen the wrong one. There was too
much idle merriment here. I could
never forget Anna Lamoine In such
place. What wanted was a chance to
sit down and think about it in perfect
peace. Lacking that possibility at the
moment, 1t seemed best to take walk.
At the first corner man coming
along att good gait glanced at me and
started. The light struck sharply on
my face, and his was in shadow, but l
knew him instantly. His name was
Brooks, and he had been in my fathers
employ for a dozen years. We had
been quite friendly, he and l, in former
days, but Twas In no mood to meet
him then. ga
'HTerrye' he called after me. MAR
shall Terry, is that your"
Its all that's left of me-" said !,
wheeling about. "How are you,
Johnny" --tr.a. vi af.
"An that's left of your he ex-
claimed, making pretense Of looking
up at me as If l had been monu.
ment when was there moreT
Before struck New York, +" said 1,
though that couldn't mean much to
him. "What are you doing over hereT
Game over to see a fellow" said he
and added something which gave the
impression that he was hurt because I
had not looked him up in Chicago.
I'm not feeling in good spirits" said
/. S"Don't care to see any one; had
little streak of hard luck. You under
stand. Don't mention it to any one.
What I'd like just now would be a
lodge in some vast wilderness for
week or two" ia
He laughed and eyed me curiously.
"Why don't you go out to Mrs. With
erspoon's" he asked.
u had anindistinct recollection Of the
name. ~ ASbf E
"Some kind of resort, isn't it?'' said l.
"Swell boarding house." he began.
But l said, mo, thank YOU" hastily.
"Oh. but this is different" hes has
g tened to. assure me, You cam live
there month and never say ten words
/ To lanybcdy u The place is famous for
it. Mrs. Witherspoon gets the greatest
collection of hermits and broken heart
ed lovers of both sexes e
Il don't think the place would suit
me-" said 1. "And yet-where did you
say it2wasY, 1YCfF u
about Six or eight miles out" be re-
pll4d III ust 1as aieel ariye.a ITS aEsorl
oflfafhf rising LIB from tAe4 Bfettidst lit,
tie lake-WateT witch, they call ri s
big apple orchard extends from tho
lake TO the house-beyond it. in Fact
! and tiieress fttIe iedge aBuil wound q
streeg Mr.. ana Mrs. ssithcrspuois- hive
ein IT When thessuamer heafders crowd
theni out of, tbs house, They say There's
q bath in it and all the, lu&uries. though
it's only a CABIN. - III n So
La IsSpeIW SulAe kGNUHuS III thOuSuI
~How's the grub?~ Tdenahnded.
'Said to be great" he replied; mo
Dread and milk and pumpkin pie ont
], there. They live on the fat of the
h land and the price of board isaway
up in the sky. J | tell you, the place has
7 reputation; it's exclusive" 81
3 "Obliged to- you, Johnny" said
t'Refhaps III go out to see Mrs. Wlthef
spoon. That little hut in the orchars
hits me hard Is it far from til,
house" q 8
Far enough said he, and then pro
ceeded to give me further details of tn
Witherspoon property, We roame'
around for nearly an hour talking
about it, and when we parted ! wa
fully resolved to give the place a trial
Brooks was pledged to secrecy as +
my intention.
The next day l hired ''rign am
drove out to the Witherspoon farm.
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