The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1906-11-15

uou iouSut tnt great temptdtlOu. III
was almost vanquished. when in the
second number Of a new Journal for
Collectors came upon a heading.
The Antiquary's Paradise" pro-
test. / tried not to read the article
| knew what ] should find--the glo-
rles OF the Friday curio-mart in the
Metropolitan meat market was de-
termined not to read IT,. But did.
Then l told the Female Connoisseur.
and my fate was fixed. I'VE must CO.
she said. in grim resolve. The Female
Connoisseur has a great way with her.
I'VE" l echoed DULY.
you and l." was her stern answer.
tried diplomacy. told her that
It was a long way or 1t was no
place for woman (here she snorted).
It was dirty. very dangerous. | told
her that half the mysterious disap-
pearances in the city were from that
part of town.
This seemed only to rouse the spirit
OF romance in her. Her eyes glis-
tened. "Oh! won't 1t be fascinating?"
You must put on the very dirtiest
Of Clothes" said, with inspiration
dress seemed the most vulnerable
otherwise they'll raise their
prices double"
It'll be just like in a book" she
cried. For a married woman the F.
c. is absurdly ungrammatical and
youthful.
1--WE shall have to make an early
start"
l meant this as encouragement;
she took it as an added joy Yes,
we'll creep out in our old things, with
the milkman. Let's say nine o'clock.
on Friday next, from here"
This seemed to clinch the matter.
Mine o'clock, on Friday next, from
here l repeated vacantly. and aaid
"Good-by." My stock of tact and pa
tience was exhausted. After all. I
could solve the matter by forgetting.
had nearly managed to forget. in
all sincerity, on Thursday night when
I received letter.
Il hope" 1t said, your cos
tune is ready? Mine is quite = tri
umph. This is only 10 remind you
We start from here at nine a. M
wet or fine"
It was not quite closing time fol-
kilograms, and l dashed to the near
est post office.
mo Antiquarys Paradise If wet"
wired. Falsehood comes SO easy or
a telegraphic form. Then I settled
down to pray for rain.
James," l said to the butler, %
may want calling at half-past sever
tomorrow, If it's fine. But, mind,
went on very impressively-I hops
didn't wink-"if there should b.
one drop of rain, or any sign Of drop!
to come, shall not want calling I'm
til nine o'clock You understand
would not be my fault If James failed
to wake me.
My conscience was entirely cas-,
; when James came in next morning
merely felt little sorry for the Fe
finery.
"Half-past seven, sir" said James
| leaped up. What" I began
in awful anger
"Ah, the weather." James contir
ued. Its just like summer to-day
A rare peace o. luck, sir. Not
cloud" He drew the curtain swift,
letting in light that hurt my eye
suddenly resolved to oversize
myself. But somehow. | could nc
, really sleep; and the thought of tn
F. C.'s disappointment came TO weig
upon me. determined to see tn
matter through. But one thing
would not do: I would not indulg
her by putting on absurd odd clothes
dirty collar, and the rest, Whs
was the use of it? She had said the
would take us, then, for dealers. A
= though could be mistaken for
dealer. or she, either, I put on a
y ordinary morning suit, and was at tn
F. C.'s house by nine o'clock.
= She must have been most eager Il
. the trip. for she was ready. and opene
: the front door. At first glance
- took her for the servant. A mackil
tosh coat of a disreputable age,
70 stained and napless skirt of serg
CHEAP bead-chain, were the fir
~ things to strike me. The F. c. cur
= seyed.
y oyer like me, Alf?" she smile
: Such playfulness so soon att
:. breakfast struck me as close upc
- immoral. Looking back. perhaps
was in rather an unpleasant moo
!. II didn't notice anything different
!. | said.
- The F. C. kept agreeable-she
vavs does. How like a mani si
laughed. Not notice"
hate sneers at the sex. Il die n
:. ,,ce your dress" ] said. but it's ;
usual Look at the hat, now: III
gtves YOU away. No common pess'
SO could ever
o yes" she interrupted, pleasant
h,, coldly. II borrowed ii from l.
:. the kitchen maid" Then she stepp'
IN hack "Oh. but | admit you're b
- ter The tie-the baggy knees--O
"A you're perfect"
N said nothing. The r. c rather a
noys me. at times. when she Is silly
al or course. she was trying 10 2
40 NOV me. over the journey pref
A. 70 waste no words. Finally the ma
no ket came in view.
ii. A hare. unimposing plsce-cohhi'
Ian