The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-07-26

fee with lazy satisfaction. Gifted with
brown curly hair. ridiculously blue
eyes and beardiess 81, chin u. Cambridge
His name was Arthur Kenyon, and
there had been no prettier athlete in
all London when he was there, precise
~ ten days ago.
Eyes, he went on. s'you lure me to
this place, which might be half mile
at the most from the internal regions,
come like a sheep to the shearing and
what is my reward9 Hours Of self
contemplation-long musings upon an
innocent past, and the thermometer at
112 degrees Fahrenheit in the shade.
Ye gods. what thing to be travelling
Englishman!'
They sat in the restaurant of the
NOUS, IS the English boy had said, for
it's historic prices and ancient meats,
long matured. Gavin Ord, grown lit
tie older since he left Derbyshire some
fifteen days ago, had a map Of Rumania
before him and all his intentions APP
The restaurant. despite the season Of
the year, could show fair array. of
pretty women in Vienna gowns and Of
little. gold-laced officers who chaper-
oned them: The heat of the night had
become intense and great block Of ice
upon marble pedestal melted visibly
as tho despairing of the effort to exist.
gotten art but for the frantic exer-
lions of typical GYPSY band. which
fddled as tho it's very salvation de-
pended upon the marvels of its presto.
"My dear Arthur" said Gavin at
length, folding up his map and LIGHTING
thinking Of anything but a smokers
pleasure, ST am beast, certainly. But,
then, I am successful beast.
edo you mean to say that you have
found him9"
"Good Master Indiscretion-I have
found the house which Cook built and
eyes, yes, of course, that ancient
and interesting Roman building
well. always wanted to see Rumania,
and, Of course, we shall do Budapest
going back. By the way. do you mo-
tice that acrobat playing the 'cello
over theref Don't turn round yet.
sat down just as tho he loved you
dearly.'
Gavin smoked for little while with
out shifting his position in any way.
Presently he said:
81 don't know why he should. IN
less they watched me from London,
which is not improbable, they are hard
ly likely to know Of my arrival yet.
When you have drunk your coffee. we I'll
go and take turn on the Corso. The
'cellist certainly likes me. l see what
You mean.
Half Bucharest seemed to have
focked to the Corso, or public park, by
the time they arrived there. Even the.
innumerable gaming tables, which are
the chief fame of the pretentious city,
were deserted upon such night as
this; while the open-air cafes were so
many Illuminated icehouses, thronged
by perspinng civilians and equally per
spring soldiers, whose talk began and
Gavin Ord had travelled but little; his
one real friend, Arthur Kenyon, had
already been half across the world and
back; but for both the interests of this
strange scene, with its bahble of ex-
cited tongues, its Hungarians, Servians,
Bulgarians, Rumanians and by no
Turks, were beyond any within their
istry tell you to be careful, y said Ken
yon amiably, as he pointed to a great
Bashi-Bazouk whose very mustaehe
might have been mf1ammable. 1T
you'd sooner meet Chinese mandarin
are plenty more of the kind, You see.
All sorts, shapes and sizes, ready to cut
your throat for golden coin any day
you may be wanting the job DONE -
ttAll sham, my dear Arthur. Knives
made in Birmingham and pistols in Ger
many! Don't worry your head about
them. We start for Okna at o'clock
tomorrow. e
"Oh. you we found out where it is,
then4''
IT wanted to tell you before dinner,
but these fellows were listening. Cecil
Chesney was at the ministry today and
he could not have done more for me.
Okna means stiff ride into the noun
there. If the old man, Georges Odin,
is alive, he is at Okna. Our task is to
persuade him that London is healthier
place.
g And the son. this man they call the
count, what Of HINT
ct can learn little. He has evidently