The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1904-11-18

in rock.
perhaps we had better 60 down
again." she said.
perhaps we had" he admitted.
He tried to make the elevator de-
scend, but failed.
1T strikes me the silly thing has
stuck FAST" he muttered
you don't think it will fall, do
you?" she asked, with a scared face.
20, no." he replied, with a conf
dence which he didn't feel 1.-THE jani-
tor will return soon and shall shout
to him. He will put it right again in
no time"
us he dab at elevators, too?" she
inquired, with kind Of tremulous
mischievousness.
At that moment he thought he heard
the janitOr's step in the hall below,
"Hello!" he called out us that you.
Wilkins?"
"Yes, SIR" responded the ex-soldier,
heartily; its me-"
'"This wretched elevator has stuck
fast. See If you can release it."
Soon came the welcome news that
it wouldn't take five minutes to re-
lease it.
evil you let me give you my card?''
asked Mr.. Newport, while they waited
to be freed. "And hope you will for
give me for giving you such fright
am an artist. Do you think you
would give me few minutes one even
ing and let me sketch you? I have al
ready done so from memory"
He took rough drawing from his
pocketbook, where he kept it as a
means Of mental refreshment when the
world was more than usually awry, and
showed it to her. She was evidently
pleased, bit said it was quite impos-
sible for her to give him a sitting-at
any rate, for some time to come as
her evenings were fully occupied.
During the day am in Weldon's
jewelry house, as you know" she
added.
why do you say as I know" he
asked.
because you followed me home one
evening, and since then I have seen
you pass once or twice during the day."
she replied, demurely.
Mr.. Newport grinned. It was true
that he had followed her one evening,
but believed he had done so with such
skill that she was not aware of 1t.
II hope you will forgive me for that,
too," he said.
20, yes!" she said, lightly. The
elevator had assembled at last, and they
had now reached the third floor "And
now will say good night" she added.
Thanks so much for your kind assist
ance."
do not make such a noise," said a
voice with an Enthusiastically foreign &C.
cent.
Archie Newport rubbed his eyes and
woke himself up as suddenly as posi-
BILE. 1t was six o'clock in the morn
ing.
BE careful" said the Italian voice.
"Now, steady! All, there you go! 1t
is too heavy. Wait, will find some
one else to help you"
It suddenly occurred to Mr.. Newport
that 1t was an ideal morning for a
swim in the natatorium, and that it
would be interesting>to know what Mr.
Ferrari was doing at that early hour.
He jumped into a suit of flannels as
quickly as possible and rushed out.
There he saw two big men struggling
with an enormous box or chest, which
was apparently heavy burden, for it
was as much as they could do to carry
it up the stairs. Mr. Ferrari was at
hand, gesticulating wildly, and half
shouting, half whispering instructions
to them.
"Morning!" said Archie, with a nod.
Good morning!" said the Italian,
angrily. "You are out early!"
$50 are you"
II have business"
II haven't"
do not let me delay you."
Shall I lend you a hand with the
box?"
ANo" eAAAN0S OIL C2A0u (A0 AOAe
eigrer. DO not touch it. I wish-I
wish you would mind your own busi-
ness
"Going to bury some one, + should
think" replied the artist, ironically.
"How. dare you say such a th1ng?''
snapped Mr.. Ferrari. 'sWhy do you
not go away?" y s.
BY the time he had turned the cor
ner Of the street 1t had struck Archie
that he had been somewhat short
sighted to quarrel with the man who
had the privilege Of entertaining every
evening the beautiful creature whose
face it was his chief delight to sketch.
"But what on earth is that box sfor?'
he asked himself. j.: :, :~.,zss S. ~
+ For the life of hl9khe couldn't an
swer the question. It was far too big
for clothes or books. Indeed, his 1ocu-
lar remark; about burying q person In
it was not so absurd. now he came to
think Of 1t, tor unless It was designed
to hold q human being he could nee