Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1906-11-07

been led to understand, would permit
his beloved father. unlimited piouet at
his club. TO say nothing of regenerat-
ing the family chateau. Yet these ara
hardly matters TO be gossiped OF. IL
Is enough TO know that the Baron
Ronault d. Palliac when he discovers
himself az table between Miss Bines
and the adorable Miss Higbee. becomes
less saturnlne than has for some Tina
been his wont. He does not forget pre-
Vlous disappointment, but desperately
snaps his swarthy jaws in commend
able superiority to any adverse fate.
Inc other alien, Taunton Oldaker was
present under terms OF honorable truce.
willingly and without Interior motive
saVing-as he confessed to himself
consuming desire to see how the
other half lives" He was no longer
the hunted and dismayed being Per-
clval had met in that far-off and i'm
possible Montana; but was now I'M
troubled. remembering. il is true. that
this stunning expedition" as he
termed 1t, had taken him beyond the
recognized bounds of his beloved New
York, but serene in the consciousness
that half an hours drive would land
him safely back at his club.
Oldakcr observed Miss Psyche Bines
approvingly.
we are so glad to be in New York;"
she had confided to him, sitting at her
right.
My dear young woman" he warned
her, you haven't reached New York
yet The talk being general and loud.
he ventured further.
This is Pittsburg. Chicago, Kansas
City. Denver-almost anything but
New York"
"Of course know these are not the
swell old families"
Oldaker slipped his glass of old Olo-
roso sherry and dscoursed.
And our prominent families the
ones whose names YOU read are not
New York any more. either. They are
rather London and Paris. Their furni-
ture, clothing. plate. pictures and serv-
ants come from one or the other. Yes
and their manners, too. their interests
and sympathies and concerns. their
fashions-and-som their-er--
morals. They are assuredly not New
York any more than Gobelin tapestries
and Fortuny pictures and Louis SeiZo
chairs are New York"
How queerly you talk Where ia
New York, them"
Oldaker sighed thoughtfully between
two spoonfuls of tOrtue verte. claire.
We'll, | suppose the truth is that
there isn't much of New York left in
New York. AS matter of fact | think
it died with the old volunteer fire de-
partment Anyway the surviving
remnant is coy. Real old New Workers
like myself-neither poor nor rich-are
swamped in these days like those pre-
historic animals whose bones we find
There comes a time when we can't
live and deposits form over us and
we're lost to memory"
But this talk was even harder for
Miss Bines to understand than the
English speech of the Baron Ronault
de Palliac, and she turned to that noble
gentleman as the turbot with sauce
Coral was served.
The dining room, its wall wainscot-
ed from floor to ceiling in Spanish
oak, was flooded with soft light from
the red silk dome that depended from
its crown of gold above the table. The
laughter and talk were as little SUBJ
dued as the scheme of the rooms. IL
was an atmosphere of prodigal and
confident opulence. From the music
room near by came the soft strains of
Haydn quartette, exqusitely per-
formed by finished and expensive artists.
Say. Higbee!" it was the oil chief
from Texas, see if them fddlers of
yours can't play Ma Honolulu Lulu"
CTo BE CONTINUED