Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1906-07-03
THE.
MAN ON THE BOX
By HAROLD MacGRATH
Author of 1.-THE Grey Cloak" The Puppet Crown"
Copyright. 1904. The Bobbs -Merrill Company.
SYNOPSIS.

Chapter Introduces the hero,
Robert Warburton, we'll to do West
Point graduate on duty in Arizona.
After being wounded by an Indian re-
signs his commission in the army and
leaves for European tour. Chapter II.
Introduces the heroine, Miss Betty
Annesley, daughter of a retired army
officer, living near Washington. A
beautiful, representative young Ameri-
can girl, whom Warburton has seen in
Paris, is smitten, and followsfto New
York. Seeks introduction on board
steamer but fails. Chapter III.-Upon
reaching New York Warburton locates
hotel in which the Annesleys are
guests and dimes there in order to see
Miss Annesley once more. Chagrined
to see young Russian count whom he
met on steamer bring Miss Annesley 20
dinner. Next morning the Count and
the Annesleys had disappeared. Chap
ter ". Warburton goes to Washing
ton to visit his relatives married
brother, who holds a government po-
sition, and sister engaged to an old
school chum of his.
CHAPTER ". (Continued.)
"By the way Jack" said my hero,
lighting the cigar and blowing the
first puff toward the ceiling, his face
admirably set with nonchalance, "do
you know of a, family named Annes-
ley-Col. Annesley?" l knew it would
take only certain length of time for
this question to arrive.
"Ccl. Annesley? Why, yes. He was
in the war department until year
,ro A fpo 1T bro tou;o+. I-pour avarv in
and out of the coast defenses, and is
something of an inventor; lots Of
money, too Tall, handsome old fell
low?"
That's the man. A war volunteer"
mo, a regular. Crippled his gun
fingers in some petty Indian war, and
was transferred to the department. He
was a widower, if my recollection of
him is correct; and had a lovely
daughter"
"Ah!" There was great satisfac-
ton evident in this syllable. do you
know where the colonel is now?"
mot the faintest idea. He lived
somewhere in Virginia. But he's been
on the travel for several years.
Robert stirred his coffee and took a
spoonful-and dropped the spoon.
"Pah! l must have put in quart of
sugar Can you spare me another
cup?"
"Annesley?" Nancy's face bright
ened. "Col. Annesley? Why, I know
Betty Annesley. She was my room
mate at Smith one year. She was in
my graduating class. I'll show you
her picture later. She was the dear
est girl How she loved horses! But
why are you so interested? "-slyly.
81 ran across them coming home"
"Then you met Betty! Isn't she just
the loveliest girl you ever saw"
Elm for her, one and indivisible. Blu,
hang my luck, 1 never came within a
mile of an introduction"
s'What? You, and on shipboard
where she couldn't get away?" John
threw up his hands as a sign that this
information had overcome him.
even the captain SHE'D when
approached him." said Robert, gloom.
lily.
81 begin to see,'' said the brother.
"See what?"
"Have match; your cigar has gone
OUT
Robert relighted his cigar and puffet
like threshing- machine engine.
John leaned toward Nancy. "shall
tell him, NAM"
Nancy blushed. 81 suppose he'll
have to know sooner or later"
"Know what?" asked the third per
son singular.
"Your charming sister is about t.
4 bring you brother-in-law."
!; "What?" You could have heard thi
across the street.
Eyes, Bobby dear. And don't lool
so hurt. You don't want me to be
: come an old maid, do you?"
when did it happen? -helplessly
How the thought of his sisters mar
rying horrifes brother! believe
can tell you why. Every brothe
knows that no man is good enough TO
I a good woman. when did it hap
pen?" Mr.. Robert repeated, with
; look at his brother, which said tina
he should be held responsible.
Last week"
Robert took in long breath, as on
does who expects to receive blow 0
: some sort which can not be warde'
off, and asked: "Who is it?" Name.
married? What was the world comm,
to, anyhow?
Charlie Henderson, "-timidly.
Then Robert, who had been expect
ing nothing less than an English duke
). let loose the flaming ions of hi
righteous wrath
: Chuck Henderson, that duffer?
2 ooh, Mr. Robert, Mr.. Robert; and at
t ter all I've done for you'll
He's not a duffer!" demonstrate
, Nancy, with flare in her mild eye:
y (How l wish I might have seen he
as she defended me!) Hes the dear
! est fellow in the world, and love hir
q with all my hearth" (How do you lik
that, Mr.. Robert? Bravo, Nancy!
NAV be a duffer true enough but