Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1879-1907, 1906-12-06

hiliN VI utl AlNN INllldlk dlhliII IltT
earning capacity The Alice Ilaw.
thorne miniatures brought fabulous
prices. And here | was. sitting 50
close 10 her that our shoulde. s
touched: and she girl who knew
intimately emperors and princcssrs
and dukes. not to mention the world.
ly-rich. ! admit that for moment [
was touched with awe. And it was
beginning to get serious. This girl
interested me marvelously. sum
moned MP all my courage
'Are-arc YOU married."
Moo
Nor engaged to be- married.
Moo. I'm You mustn't ask all
these questions
How wohd YOU like TO ride around
in a tirsrclass mCtor-car the rest Of
youi days?'
she .au4hcd mcrrily. Possibly it Vas
funny
Are ynu always amusing like 'his?'
"Supposna ! were serious
In that case I should say yol had
not yet slipped of your fools motley
This diroctncss was discDuraging
Il wonder if the ten Of hearts IS
lucky after all" ! mused.
We are not in Jail consider that
the hes, of good fortune"
Give me your card" said t.
She gave mo the card. and | prt II
with mine
Why do you do that"
Perhaps | want to bring about an
enchantment." -sOberly
As Signor FaGtoccini. or as Mr..
Constable"
Il have long since resigned my posi-
ton in the museum; It was too eXcit-
ing"
She made no rejoinder; and for
some time there was no sound bur The
music of the bells.
Finally we drew up under the colon !
ial porte-cochere of Hollywood Inn ami
wee welcomed by the genial MOriarty
himself. his Celtic countcnance mir |
ror ol smiles,
Anything i'm The house tn cat2" |
cried, shaking the robes from mo.
MY AhihS Nt llhNs ~ sph INV WV 4i I
things. ! can hate ye pot Of coffee |
on the gasolene-burner. and there's |
NANNY a vintage in the cillars.'
That will be plenty! joyfully. |
helping Miss Hawthorne to aight
Sure and ye are from the Hunt
Club. noting our costumes. Well |
well. they niver have amy TOO much |
grub. Now, I'll putt SO in = little
room all be yersilves. with a windy
and a log fire; coy as We plaze. Yen
have nearly two hours to wait for the
carr from the village"
We entered the general assembly.
room II was rOomy and quaint. and
somewhere above us was the newt.
able room in which George Washing
ton had slept. The great hooded fire.
place was merry with crackling logs.
Casually observed that we were not
alone. Over yonder. in a Swallowed
corner. sat two men. very well bun.
died mp and, to all appearances, fast
asleep Moriarty lighted four
branched candelabrum and showed us
the way to the little private dining
room, took our orders, and lcft MS.
This is romance" said l. They
used to do these things hundreds az
years ago, and everybody had a good
time"
1T is now all very wicked and i'm
proper" murmured the girl, laying
aside her domino for the first time
but delightful! | now find | haven't
the least bit of remorse for what |
have done
In that dark evening gown she was
very beautiful. Her arms and shout
ders were tinted like Carrara marble;
and knew instantly that | was never
going to recover. drew two chairs
close TO the grats vat down in one
and she in the other With con.
tented sigh she rested her bue.slip
pered feet on the brass fender,
my one regret is that haven't
any shoes. What an adventure"
It's fine" TIVE hours in the soci.
ETY. Of this enchanting creature! 1t
was almost too good to be true. All,
II IT might always be like this--to re-
TURN lOlllt llOHl udA y NOlh, W DC |
greeted warmly by woman as beautl.
fu as this one sighed loudly.
Moriarty came with the chicken and
ham and coffee.
IF We would like II won't be a bit
Of trouble To show We George Wash
ngton's room; or"-with inimitablei
Irish drollery-'1 can tell ye that he
iined in this very room"
That will serve" smiled the girl;
and Moriarty bowed himself out
His departure was followed BY the
,latter of silver upon porcelain. or
1 truth, both OF us were hungry.
II was simply ravenous,' the girl
confessed.
And as for me ! never dreamt
could be so unromantic. Now" said
! pushing aside my plate. and drop
ping sugar into my coffee, and vainly
hunting in my pockets for cigar,
there remains only one mystery to