The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1905-08-03

ward the capitol. s'n you will giye
me s.xne information on the subject.
I will see il can help you find that
lost .hotel.''
You are just as good as can. BE-"
she, said gratefully. Its the Willard,
and i knew papa is frantic about me
by this time"
"The Willard? That's easy And
Sedley's conscience justified the
"around your elbow to get your
thumb" route which he took to the
hotel, by the theory that it was easier
to walk six blocks through practically
empty streets than to walk two
against surging mob.
When they reached the hotel. he
took his leave reluctantly. 81 wonder
If it would be rude to say 1 would
like to meet you again?'' he asked
II don't think it would-very."
There was amusement in her eyes.
Papa would probably like to thank
you for finding this lost hotel.'
When she told him her name and
her native state, Sedley's face bright
ened visibly. "Do you happen to know:
the congressman from the Second dis.
trict?" he asked eagerly.
"Know him? He read law in papas
Office" she said.
The congressman from that Second
district was interrupted at his dinner
that night by a young giant who
threatened to break every bone in his
body if he did not take him around to
be introduced to Judge Gaillaird and
his daughter.
The congressman helped himself to-
the macaroni and smiled broadly.
Cali right, Sedley, my boy; I'll ar
range it. That's the belle Of our state.
don't wonder that you show symp-
toms of having it in the very worst
FORM"
:: One afternoon a. week later Sedley
guided Norvelle Gaillaird through the
corridors Of: the Congressional library,
wearing an expression that would have
affirmed the opinion that there was no
occupation or pursuit ever followed by
man that was one-half as pleasant as
guiding sightseers over Washington.
While she read the old English inscrip-
lions he wondered If his. native Boston
ever saw hat that compared with the
girls, little red turban, 4 Or if Boston
ever saw anything so perfect as the
glowing face set off by her, chinchilla
furs.
"Was that turban made from a bird
Of paradise?' he asked musingly. =:
BIRD of paradiseT' She left the old
English inscriptions and turned toward
him laughing. ''Your study Of orni-
thology has been woefully neglected.
L think we had better take in the zoo
next. believe you would find it came
nearer being the breast Of a famingo.
We must hurry back to the hotel in
time to lunch with papa. He says he
has scarcely seen me for the last week.
But you are wonderfully clever
guide" she added approvingly. ~
Lets sit here just minute he said
persuasively cts terrible to think
you are going home in three days.
despondently. s' &. IL
iNorvelle laughed at his woeful face
You must be Yankee of deepest
dye" -reproac hfully = ito think going
south is such terrible ordeal. You
ought to go see our south before you
say things about it." ::
MAY really conner he asked, and
his voice made her lower her eyes and
commence a study Of the American
Beauty she wore on her coat 80
1--WE are hospitable people," she
said evasively, "and our house is very
large"
He leaned forward earnestly, trying
to see her eyes. But I don't want to
venture into your strange land unless
there would be some one there who
would be happy because Of my CON-
ing"-pleadingly. t
She gave him glimpse Of her eyes.
1T would make me happy. she said
softly.
>;".You dear little girl" he whispered,
laying his palm covertly over the little
gloyed hand on the seat beside him.
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