Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-04-14

Ing next week. ] tnink our new uOC-
tor will be established here by then,
and hope shall have the pleasure Of
introducing him to you.
Jim says you are not to forget to
visit the Wallace Collection and the
Tate Gallery.
III you see anything very tempting
in the way of lace frock lat a reas.
enable price, Of course), mention II in
your letter I will hand your epistle
over to jim, and await results. My
birthday is on the Goth of this month.
Your loving cousin,
MARGARET HOLMES"
This and the other letter Miss Page
read through many times; then. hat.
ing satisfied herself that no pleasing
scrap Of intelligence or tit.bit gossip
had escaped her notice. she returned
them to her pocket, and tried to enter
tain herself for the rest Of the time
by watching the other occupants Of
the building as they passed along in
groups of twos and threes, stopping
every now and then to read the lauda.
tory Inscriptions on the monuments in
reverential silence, or occasionally In
dulging in whispered comments.
At this point the Abbey clock an.
nounced to all the world the hour Of
-, and the solitary little lady almost
started to her feet in establishment and
dismay.
Was It possible that Amelia had
been gone for over an hour? What
could have become Of her? Then she
remembered that all London was
strange to her sister, and that prob.
ably she would have some difficulty In
finding the shop, so. with a sigh. she
resigned herself once more to the pc.
rusal Of her letters, and to casually
watching the passers.by. A handsome
young matron passed, with one or two
sweet, chubby little children. Annie's
eyes followed them in wistful admira.
ton.
Time dragged on. Another hour
passed, and Annie began to feel some.
thing like despair.
what can have become of Amelia?"
she cogitated. by going out to look
for her should probably lose my only
chance Of finding her. There is moth.
ing else for It but to wait little longer
and then return to Harlesden alone
She waited for quarter Of an hour
longer, and then, as there was still no
sign Of the wanderer, she rose with
the intention Of leaving the Abbey. She
had not gone far, however, when she
came to sudden stop. Another diff
Guilty had presented itself-she had no
money! Only that morning Amelia
had said, Leave all your money at
home, child! London is such a place
for pickpockets, l will take sufficient
for both Of u.s." So the always obedi.
ent Annie had turned out the contents
Of her little green leather purse into
one of the small drawers in the dress.
ing table, but retained the purse. as 1t
contained certain addresses, memoran.
da, ETC., that she might require during
their shopping and sightseeing expedi
tons.
Suddenly happy thought brought
renewed hope. She had some stamps,
and these were always a marketable
commodity. Some one might buy
/ them OF her!
She looked around. During the last
fifteen minutes nearly all the people in
that particular part Of the Abbey had
left, but little middle-aged man still
stood about twenty-five yards away.
He was peering up at one of the monu.
ments. note book In hand, and reading
the inscription through gold.rimmed
eyeglasses. A little further beyond
stood group of young men, evidently
tention once more to the solitary fig.
ure, and noticed that he was a dapper
little man. with hair just tinged with
gray, bushy eyebrows, trim little side
whiskers and rather the general APP
pearance of professional man.
AS Annie approached he looked up
and something in his expression in.
spired her with courage. Though a
school mistress. Annie Page was the
least pedantic of mortals; moreover,
she was singularly girlish in manner,
and much given to acting on impulse.
II beg your pardon" she said, shyly,
but going straight to the point, but !
i am in rather dilemma, and II
thought you might be able to help me"
1T will be a pleasure to me II can