The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-09-05


w I'M BREAKSPEAR had his train. AS matter Of
fact had he reached Victoria station only two minutes
sooner whole future life would mapped itself
out a different plan. e this anger
at missing his train would have changed in flash to
another sort of excitement; but he did not know
therefore he merely cross. \
thought things he grace say, and
his face which by and
wed by some men, oakened with wrath disgust ana an I'M
charabeness towards stupid cabmen and indifferent railway
officials ascerained that he would hour to wait
before the trains departure.
girl who he had met at several din
gone country Brigh
suggested down to stay
from Saturday Monday at the Metropole other
hotel where he could himself in the intervals of driving
to call Then friends would invite
him. and and Part of the and on comprised
the idea that Mr. Beakspear should to Miss Oakley
accepted; likely this might happened,
for Viven Oakley siren of her magic charm and
Breakspear reckless fellow who
had spent SIX years on his ranch IN ana one
volunteering South Africa removed from the fas
cinatons of lovely He twenyeght, not very
rich and distinctly desirable parti for beautiful and
ambitious like Vivien Oakley he hand
had thrown aside her
woridiness She carried by her desire to win him.
to take him the reach other and perhaps she
would succeeded in him off his feet also if
but ' is largest that written spoken
And-Jm Breakspear missed his train.
He had just himself dismaiy how he should
away one, tall
dressed in black heavily yelled and wearing long, loose
cloak which concealed the lines of her figure suddenly
checked rapid step which walking to-
wards him. and turned abruptly round again as If to hurry Off
opposite direction. the that, Break
could nothing the face hdat all events
in the glimpse he had before the woman urned-yet
familiarity if the
dped had been before another state Of exist
1t much the impression receives at masked
ball. carnival time in Nice, when ones friends fit by
tho Breakspear might not
have noticed the had she kept passing
him rdingy could not help fancyng that
the sight OF him had had something to do with the
of her retreat
'By Jove! What if it's some woman know who is
on escapade and afraid of being was the
thought into mind; then reproached
himself evil things
acquaintances especially they
He had only time for the thought and the quickly follow
ing reproach, man, coming hastily from
behind him. josted his shoulder in Impotence to pass by AS
the other stumbled against him. Breakspear glanced round
with impulse of and notceaby tall, thin
man on the bordeand between youth and m~~e age s1ow
faced, keen-eyed, eager.
This person, clothing good slightly passe,
did not stop apologize did not even seem to know that ne
intent attaining his
That end somewhat to Breakspears surprise to gain
the side of the yelled lady in black
Either she was running away from me or from him,
for the look at her. the less it really that
her before She doesn't mind talking
him however And he doesn't look at all her sort She's
apparently while newell if he's gentleman,
does his best not to let people know it,
longer Breakspear to do
with the time before his Involuntarly
was letting destiny decide that for him.
Slowly, a followed pair, were
walking together their shoulders touching
closely they engrossed in conversation At they
stopped talking stepped
crowd Once Jim anced that glanced back but
If she did it not likely that tAere thought of
him in mind. No. certainly stranger;
never seen her until this moment he assured himself again
with decision
After few moments pause the went in direc
on the in another and drawn by odd curiosity
idleness Breakspear her. wondering
what she meant to do till the to suddenly
ceased She out into the street walked
the station offices. stopped question
who pointed with his finger
rection Indicated Breakspear followed and found himself
crowded where auction just beginning At
did not understand the proceedings seeing
stare about like stranger Jew broker pushed to his
catalog and rendered his
But what they selling?" asked Jim Breakspear.
"Uncaimed luggage, the Things forgotten
in the train and left for in cloakrooms
alls, sewing machines
Notings been opened all the things
fastened just they into the
buy portmanteau full of bricks bank
can't tell what you'll buy
heard sales. but anything
the kind before his interest
in wids long that the small happenings
civilization had the charm of novelty for him.
displayed tempt the assembled public