The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1905-08-24

ward tae capitol. If you will give
me some information on the subject,
will see II I can help you find that
lost hotel
you are just as good rs can be,
she said gratefully. Its the Willard,
and l know papa is frantic about me
by this time
1.-The Willard? That's easy" And
Sedley's conscience justified the
around your elbow to get your
hotel by the theory that it was easier
! to walk six blocks through practically
empty streets than to walk two
against \ surgii.g mob.
Nhea they reached the hotel, he
took his leave reluctantly. Il wonder
if it would be rude to say l would
Ike to meet ycu 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
enca visib,y. DO ou,kappen to know
tie congressman from The Second dis
trict:' lie 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.
.All right, Sedley, my boy; III 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 turb2n, OF II Boston
ever saw anything so perfect as the
glowing face set off by her chinchilla
furs.
40, Ni,.I
Of paradise:" he asked musingly.
Bird of paradise?' She left the old
English Inscriptions and turned toward
him laughing ''Your study Of orni-
thology has been woefully neglected.
think we had better take in the zoo
nearer being the breast of a fiamingo.
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. Its terrible to think
you are going home In three days.
| despOndently.
NOrvelle laughed at his wOeful face.
t"You must be Yankee of deepest
dye" = reproachfully = 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 study of the American
Beauty she wore On her coat.
I'VE are hospitable people," she
said evasively, land our house Is very
large"
| He leaned forward earnestly, trying
to see her eyes, But don't want to
venture into your strange land unless
there would be some one there who
would be happy because Of my COM
ing'-pleadingly.
She gave him a glimpse of her eyes.
''It would make me happy" she said
softly.
"You dear little girl" he whispered,
laying his palm covertly over the little
gloved hand on the seat beside him.