Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-04-08

Anaue soou Colewyn's loss and lichted
cigar with my resignation. and the
*hoie AFFAIR Is dead except that a de-
tective is secretly chasing the swim
der"
AS l was about to ask a question
Lord Colewyn entered the dining room
and at the sight of him laughed.
moment later l began to be surprised
that he should have appealed to me in
that way. He was big, blond Eng.
iishman naturally rather good looking,
indeed he might be called handsome:
out he was the absolute ideal of self
complacency.
The picture of self satisfaction was
SO perfect that 1t even transcended
nature, and my laugh was a tribute
such az l might have given to Il come
dian who had appeared upon the stage |
in makeup that surpassed all posi-
BILE anticipation
The noble lord at breakfast was such |
study that forgot the trifling matter
OF 10000 which my friend had mention
ed and thought only of the refinement
of manner which enabled Colewyn to
preserve a languid indifference while
slowing away a meal that would have
filled an alligator. His valet minstered
to his wants with well trained defer
ence and the walters with amusement
tinged with admiration of his magnif
cent appetite.
| Tom and l spent the forenoon laZily.
lunched at his fathers house and about
2 o'clock rode all across the city and a
little way beyond its verge to the Bran
don place. Description had not pre-
pared me for the beauty of this estate
nor for the remarkable effect of old
world eXclusiveness which it produced
| The great house upon the crest of the
vast green wave Of lawn dominated the
scene, and its windows stared haughtily
at the public highway which presumed
to pass within thousand yards of it.
Upon a veranda at the rear Of the
house we found Mrs. Brandon and her
daughter drinking tea with a select few
culled from Stanchfield's society. Mrs.
Brandon was one of those annoying wo-
men who make up for full face view
with no thought Of any other. From
the front and at the proper distance
and in just the right light she was
fair young creature of less than thirty
summers. Seen in profile, she was
mask. In figure she was lean and ca
ger as greyhound, and the placidity
Of demeanor which she affected was as
easily detached from her real nature by
n ntNSnpyyin0
rouge from her face.
Her daughter was an amazingly pref
ty GIRL healthy and natural, but obvi-
ously too young for her years. A glance
at her convinced me that she had not
accepted Lord Celewyn at her mother
behest or because Of any sinful craving
for title, but merely because he had
the good fortune to be idealized In her
childish Imagination. I would have
given $1,000 considering 1t an excellent
literary investment, to buy an accurate
knowledge Of what Lord Colewyn.seem.
ed to be when viewed in the encha nted
mists Of this schoolgirls dreams. AT
twenty or a little later she would be as
; sensible as most young women and
|
az q hollow and conceited donkey; at
the worst, as a selfish and mercenary
cad. - e. tsag 4 60 ~#F
At this. moment the appearance OF
Lord Colewyn's carriage reduced Tom
; and myself to a state Of invisibility-
indeed, the miracle went 80 far that
, our feet made no audible sound upon
the floor Of the veranda as we hur
riedly left that place. 81
i In grove beyond the house we
found Mr.. Brandon. a picturesque fig
ure, tall and active. He was clad in
a rough gray suit, and an old straw
| hat was tilted back upon his head, re-
I vealing his wavy white hair. abundant
as in youth His face was smooth and
rudy. and the hand he gave me wal
steady and strong. He was clearly &
cultivated man, and there was some
thing in his manner which suggested
the splendid democracy of college
as it used to be before 1t was the fash
ion to ride to chapel or the lecture
room in ones private automobile.
Mr.. Brandon was comforting will
i his fellOw members Oh u Comullttce VI
sports, and the others listened to hin
with a Difference which disappointed
me until l discovered that it was du'
TO his great knowledge of the sub1ec
and not to any less worthy considera
ton. A fine official Of the games was
old Sam Brandon, and under his ey'
the best man had to win.
l discovered presently that he had
great affection for Tom Mason, and a
they stood together there-ideal figure
OF American youth and suddeni.
the whole truth leaped into my mind
Here was the man whom Mr. Brandon
had chosen in his own heart. l under
stood in a flash Toms letter to me
which had been cry OF anguish 10
the ear of friend, the cry OF MAJ
crossed in love.
Then there arose In me the desir
that | feel too seldom and can neve
summon at will-the desire to DO ire
mendous amount OF work In the shor'
.o..tl,lo <ino ROunil0SS cODfllenC