Arizona republican., 1905-01-07


 ''Will you dine with one American to meet another, Wednesday next. the Savoy, 830? Edward Singer is my lion. He is just back from Central Asia and is going to make us forget I.andor and Sven Hedin in no time. am also asking Lord and Lady Ems colt and the William Northbridges.
 Yours most sincerely
 "CHARLES EDWARD AUSTIN"
 Mrs. Wilding remarked to a friend the next afternoon that really it was getting to a point in London where you rarely knew your host or hostess, or they you. But she asked in the next sentence whether Lady Wynche knew Edward Singer, the great explorer. Singer, it appeared, would be coming l to Mrs. Wilding's one day shortly.
 The William Northbridges declined MT. Austins kind invitation with great promptness, but Buxton, who is a F. R. G. S.. and of who thought he knew something of Central Asian matters, accepted with alacrity. Mrs. Buxton would also come.
 MT. and Mrs. Reven have lived in London for years, although they are Americans, Charles Edward did not know them so the rules of the game allowed him to ask them. Yet his l COISClenCe lIOuDiGu illIu d llAliG W lACiA he thought that because they knew the same set of people in New York that he did, the difficulties of conversation with them would be trifling. And when Mrs. RevelI wrote to say that she had known her hosts mother and thought she must have trotted him up on her knee in his early youth, Charles Edward, to whom this information was wholly unexpected, had a moment when he felt that he had bebaved to Singer at least, like an utter cad. But he overcame these bangs of re- morse and ordered his dinner. Charles Edwards plan of campaign involved more expense than is usual. even at a smart London restaurant. He took a private sitting room next his private dining room and impressed upon the waiter in attendance before dinner the necessity of announcing the names of the arrivals with great dis tinctness.
 Singer came first. He had been told an hour and fifteen minutes in ad- vance of the time appointed in the notes of invitation. It is as well to cage your lion before you admit vis- itors to your menagerie. Beside which i the host of the evening hoped that interest in Eastern Turkestan would at once overpower all other feelings in his guests, especially the vice of curiosity.
 Well, Austin, I suppose you think you're going to bring it off. Do you really expect a dinner party of strang- ers?"
 Could one trust to Singers tact and resource? Tn spite of the honors at graduation, Charles Edwards lnowl- edge of history was not great; still he 1 thought he could remember that Ma polean had kept the secret of his plans to himself.
 'No," he answered; q gave it up, old chap; it was too risky. These are people I do know. I found out that I had met Lady Emscott and had for gotten it. Funny, isn't it?" The Buxtons were announced. ''It is so good of you to come, Mrs Buxton, since I knew your husband so slightly But MT. Singer insisted on my venturing to ask MT. Buxton. How are you, Buxton? Have you been speaking again before the Geograph- | ical Society since the time l met you? That must have been over a year ago; | let's see"
 "The lecture on the abandoned salt mines. wasn't it, in July?" said Buxton. ''Yes."
 "I forget who brought you" "Oh. what's his name-I have a con- foundedly bad memory-yOu know, the chap that thinks he knows something about the region himself"
 You mean Hertwich," said Buxton with a snort.
 "Yes, Hertwich." ''Is he coming tonight?''
 Well, mo- Charles Edward beamed. | srVo11 Ciupar df6r,ft saaro tn have heard of him, and I thought if I could get you" He introduced Singer, and Mrs. Wilding was announced.
 'I am in great luck to get you, Mrs. l Wilding," was the greeting she re- | ceived.
 "Yes. you are" she admitted. q had | to manage it, I can tell you. I was l engaged to some cousins of mine for tonight But if MT. Singer is to burst upon London"
 You would like to arrange that the sunrise should take place in Chester | street.
 Exactly, MT. Austin. Do you know. I had a hard time trying to remember where I met you? It is good for the soul they say, so I out with the truth"
 "I can quite understand. You meet so many people, and I never was es- ! peciaHy worth remembering"
 'I thought at first it must have been at your embassy
 ''No, I never dined there. replied Charles Edward.
 "Ah, then it was Mrs. Sackville's, thought SO"
 ''And you forgot" The speaker en- deavored to put a mildly sentimental tone into his voice.
 Don't reproach me. You forgave me in the beginning. Now fetch me MT Singer"
 An introduction followed. Fortunate ly Mrs. Widing already knew the Buxtons. She had collected the ex- plorer once some years ago, and he had occupied for an afternoon the place in the Chester street drawing ger.