Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1904-03-24
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he rapidly sketches his late trip upon
the Nile, and brings the story to a
conclusion she has many questions to
ask that are right to the point, ana
which. upon being answered, bring
the situation out in clearer light.
Then Mr.. Grimes considerate Mr..
Irimcs-who believes he has left them
alone long enough, makes his appear
nncc. There does not seem to be any
particular necessity for his coming,
but he evinceS an interest in the eN-
plorer that no person has ever seen
him sho" for any one else. SANDY
finds then still together when he re-
turns after sending his wonderful dis
pltch-the great dispatch that will be
the sensation of the day in London
he appears before them and mechani-
cally chances at his watch-a villain
ous habit he has upon every occasion.
The action catches AIolly's eye, and
with little feminine scream she
snatches out her own timcpiecc.
studded with diamonds. and looks at
the tcll-talc face in CONSERVATION.
Eleven O'Clock. An hour and a half
away from the ballroom! What viii
LORD OuinSy and the baron think?
And | had engaged dance each with
ihcm They will never forgive me-
Il am sorry to he the cause of your
trouble" begins the explorer, humbly.
please don't mention it. | wouldn't t
have missed this hour and what |
have heard of brave Gordon for ten
lords or fifty haronS. 1t was only the
governor ] was thinking Of. They
must have asked for me, and the dear
good man will be fairly wild looking
tor me"
Mynhccr Joe imagncs an insignihr
can't bald-hrad"d. good-naturcd little
man tearing around the hotel pleading
with every one to help him find his
daughter. If he comes across such an
individual he will recognize him at
once.
You will excuse me. Mynhocr," she
SAYS. holding out her hand again--thc
hand upon which flash diamonds that
with those in her ears, at her thToat
and in her bonny brown hair, are sure
ly worth kings ransom.
He murmurS that he will be glad to
meet her again, perhaps in the morn
ing, if circumstances are favorable.
with IA sidclong glance toward Mr..
Grimes, that has 40 apparent mean.
ing, aud yet which causes Il grim smile
to appear upon the face of the silver
king.
Then she glidcs from the hijou par
lor, Sandy holding the portcrc aside,
though he has to stand on his tiptocs
in order to make it clear her head.
The three gentlemen are left alone.
Sandy takes ont cigar and looks at
The others. Tine mute invitation !s
Immediately accepted, for II couple of
hands are extended, ana the weeds
exchange owners.
Lets 20 outside. The house is no
place for smoking, in my opinion re-
marks Joe.
so the trio adjourn Ia the piazza.
More than one curious glance is cast
toward them; for. in spite Of the Sc
nrecy that has been exercised, rumorS
have gotten around concerning the
truth. 1t is strange how these things
leak out-n word is sometimes enough
TO start the bail rolling, and people,
once Interested, add a little here and a
triflc there until story has been man
ufaclurrd out OF whole cloth.
Hardly have they reached the piazza
and Joe stops to light his weed when
II dappcr little fellow, Sandy's counter
part IN nervous ways, steps up ana
taps him on the arm.
BEG pardon-do | understand You
have arrived from w the river, sir
from Khartoomy" asks this sprightly
chap, apparently not noticing Sandy
in the background.
Mynheer Joe putfs away, and be-
tween each puff he mods his head up
and down in an affirmative way that
sets the little man fairly wild with
suspense. He will speak soon-whcn
he gets ready--but not until that time
comes. 1t is plainly evident Mynheer
Joe knows how to manage the crea-
turc known as IL press agent.
Sandy is chuckllug near by. dread
fully ticklcd at the thought Of having
f6r ones obtained an advantage over
bis rival. ~.
You are quite right, sir: nave ar
rived this very night from khai,
toom.' finally admits the object OF
all this attention, having reduced his
weed to n point of subjection, where
it would burn without much care.
Out come the pencil and notebook.
would you mind giving me little
information regarding the state of af'
fairs at khartoom when you left? !
represent the New York Herald, the
| shall be pleased to take your views
sir. and give you every courtesy in my
power" rattles on the little CORE
spondent; then catching sight of
Sandy his face blazes up, he waves
his hand as though in warning, and
cries:
"Too late, Barlow-you're left! Fall
to the rear! | may let you pick up
some crumbs presently, but don't
bother now. AS you were saying, my
dear sir, at the time you quilted Khar-
tooln matters We're assuming serious
aspect?'
Very" replies Stynheer Joe, grave