Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-06-06
SYNOPSIS.

SYNOPSIS
| At the outbreak of the civil war the patriotic
grafton of Rex Ingraham. graduating from Column
ba College, thrills the vast audience at the Acad-
o ean ses
porous lawyer, who has educated and literally pro-
vidsd for this only son Of his former partner as
turning home with her aunt. Mrs. Fairbanks and
the two shums Editna receives note from t her
New York hotel to confer with agents OF his
southern clients.
CHAPTER I-(Continued).
Ingraham stood with sympathetic eyes.
Burnham with averted face. as Editha hur-
riedly read the brief, unwelcome words. In
spite of every effort, her soft eyes clouded
with anxiety and untold trouble.
THE hotel is but few squares away"
spoke Ingraham, on the instant. May ]
not run rouad there and see him? There Is
half an hour before dinner, / can't help
thinking that In some way I may be of
service"
She looked up quickly, relief and comfort
In her beautiful face. REX. 1 declare-I
wish you would l shall feel better salts
fed, think"
What say you, Fidus? Will you come.
too?' asked Ingraham, for Burnham was
passing down the marble tagging of the
hallway toward the open door of the
library.
The answer was hesitating, even con-
strained.
"Not-this time, Rex. If you don't mind.
It's too strongly reb for me- after all the
glowing Union talk we've heard today. I'll
read the Post in the library" Mrs. Fair
| banks, her foot upon the lower step, stood
as though waiting to bear Editha aloft.
There was no hope Of another word with
her at the moment One long look was in
terchanged-the blue eyes with the dark,
dark brown; then with springing step the
young graduate went bounding down the
broad, white marble stairway and strobe
briskly eastward to Broadway.
Half an hour later. when the two ladies
again appeared in readiness for dinner,
Burnham was stretched at full length in
great, roOmy reclining chair in the library.
The Evening Post lay idly on his knees; his
eyes were closed, and he was apparently
sound asleep. He started up presently at
| the sound of the swish of their skirts. He
was. contrite and confused. Il beg thou
sand pardons,' he said. II must have
| dropped off to sleep. Where's Rex? Has
he not returned?'
Rex had not returned Nor did he come
until soup had been removed. He entered
hurriedly, looking trife flushed.
You saw papa? was Miss Raynor 8
| first question.
II saw him, yes; but hardly to speak
| to- He has such an array of followers
| all southern. He had business to transact
| with certain men who were going south
| or trying to-tomorrow. And, Miss Editha
he sends you this note and says may
| be- your Mercury once more. Then l can
have dinner. I'm glad you didn't wait
| Editha took the missive eagerly, tore it
| open and read aloud: II send YOU the key
| by Rex Open my SAFE. take out the two
| packages marked Philippe Premier, Baton
Rouge One is quite heavy. Rex will
bring them to me at once.
Together they ascended the stairs and
entered the front room on the second floor
Miss Raynor and Ingraham-leaving Mrs
Fairbanks and Burnham at the table.
Editha struck a match and lighted the
gas in a little alcove where stood
sive old-fashioned safe.s Turning the key
in the lock, she tugged at the heavy door