Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1903-01-30

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MY dear fellow" cried the visitor.
you'll pardon my rather strenuous ef.
forts 90 see you. but really l couldn't
bear TO lose sight OF you altogether.
and that's done 90 easily in this coun-
try"
"sit down." said Paulding. "snd have
q pipe"
"Now, that shows the true instinct Of
good Fellowship" exclaimed Grew. "A
pipe was the very thing that | was
thinking of-a pipe allied with that eI.
quisite tobacco OF yours. DO you re-
member how sponged on you for IL
during the voysge-bow | used TO come
to your room and all my little pouch
out Of the big tin for a days smokingr'
''lf you hadn't praised IL 30 highly"
said Paulding. you could have some
now. But you talked me into such an
admiration Of II that I've sent the tin
to q friend OF mine In Chicago"
Grew had selected q pipe and was
trying the draft of IL while bis sharp
eyes royed about the room, to rest at
last In a piercing glance upon Paul
ding's face. ~ the young man ceased
speaking Grew slowly removed the pipe
from his mouth.
I'm afraid this stem Is broken" said
he, and. in actf, the amber mouthpiece
was split and crushed as IL a dog had
bitten II.
Really" he continued, you're too
generous. You'll get no more Of that
delicious brand in this country. May l
ask who will be the fortunate possessor
Of itT'
John Storrow," replied Paulding.
81 trust you wrapped 1t safely" said
Grew, with a laugh. Some OF our
express companies are confoundedly
careless. Which one did you send 1t
by"
Mrs. Storrow takes It," said Paul
ding. shes going west tonight"
Grew remarked that this was singu-
lar In view Of the fact that he himself
had meditated starting for Chicago at
midnight over the Pennsylvania. 80
that he might have been upon the same
train
81 think my instinct would have told
me that that tobacco was aboard" he
continued, even though It should be
locked up In the lady's trunk in the
baggage ear"
shes going by the New York Cen
trail" said Paulding, ''and the tobacco
is in a handbag, with lot OF odds and
ends that Charley storrow shd are
sending to his brother"
"Storrow, Storrow," repeated Grew.
MRS. John Storrow Of Chicago. Upon
my word, believe I've had the pleas
ure of meeting the lady. May l ask
what Is her style Of beauty
Tall and very fair. pale yellow
hair
"And blue eyes; beautiful blue eyes"
exclaimed Grew. rising. "Yes. indeed"
We'll naturally her eyes are blue"
responded Paulding. filling his pipe
"she's a stunning. pretty woman"
"She is, and that's a fact" said Grew
II wish l had known that she was in
town. would have ventured to call,
although my acquaintance with the
lady is really very slight. However. it's
too late now. She is gone, and 30 Is
your wonderful tobacco-or will be
within an hour"
He drew out his watch and glanced
at 1t as II to verify his guess. Then he
selected pipe and filled 1t with a
smoking mixture which he presently
pronounced remarkably good. though
not equal to the contents Of the lament
ed tin that was so soon to start west.
ward.
A conversation Of no particular inter
est followed, and quarter before 8
o'clock Grew took his leave, despite
Pauldings attempts to hold him." as
Storrow had requested.
The man was no sooner gone than 1t
occurred to Paulding that he might
have time to reach the Grand Central
station and say goodby to Mrs. Jack.
Accordingly, he started out afoot
knowing that the distance was not
great; but, being a stranger In the city,
he lost his way, and 1t was ten minutes
past when he reached the station.
With more address than would have
been expected Of such a slow going fel.
low, he got admission to the train
shed. but he failed to find his friends.
Either they had come early or they had
missed connections altogether.
The train was upon the point of start
Ing when Paulding was amazed by the
sight of l.. Nestsr Grew. who suddenly
stepped down from one Of the cars
carrying a dark colored alligator skin
satchel.
"Storrow'sr' exclaimed Paulding.
"By Jove, there's some sort of game
here"
The next instant he had laid his hand
upon Crews shoulder. The man
jumped as II he had been stabbed and
tried to wrench himself free. The train
began to move. There was no time for
words. Paulding tore the satchel from
Crews grasp and In the momentary
struggle the weaker man fell to his
knees. He rose slowly. as II dazed,
though Paulding was not conscious OF
having struck him. He himself mean.
while had boarded the train, which
was rapidly gaining speed. Grew ran
beside it. He made a vain attempt to
get a footing upon one of the vesti-
buled platforms and fell, but luckily
clear Of the wheels. When he rose
again, 1t was too late.
Paulding made his way into one Of
the cars and was almost insta1tly in