The Lamar register., 1907-10-09

reigning grand duke had tried to nnd
n husband for his rebellious niece. the
that she wed the Prince OF Doppelkinn.
an ugly old widower ruler OF the ne Ign,
boring principally. Though he had been
/ In the country for six months the Amer
lean consul had never seen the princess
While horseback riding in the country country
mediation in a dilapidated old castle;
While seeking admission he is startled
BY L 6esatfu yo,fs bx n'o y ss
women and an old servitor. They give
him food for himself and horse on condi.
are seemingly bent on secret escapade
Of some kind with one steinbock
CHAPTER Ii.-contlnued.
The other-well, / couldn't help It.
It was Kismet, fate. the turn in the
road. what you will. l fell heels over
head in love with her at once.
Eyes she had as blue as the Egean
sea on windy days. blue as the cloud
winnowed sky of winters twilight.
blue as sapphires-Irish eyes! Her
hair was as dark and silken as plume
from the wings of night. did l not
say that l had some poetry In my sys-
! temp The shape of her mouth
Never mind: can recall only the mad
desire to kiss it. A graceful figure. a
proud head, a slender hand. foot SO
small that l wondered II 1t really
poised, balanced or supported her
young body. Tender she must be. and
loving. enclitical rather than erect like
her authoritative companion. She was
adorable.
All this inventory of feminine charms
was taken by furtive glances. some
times caught-or were they taking an
inventory of myself? Presently my
appetite became singularly submits
sive. Hunger often is satisfied by the
feeding of the eyes. 1 dropped my
napkin on the table and pushed back
my chair. My hostesses ceased con-
versing.
ladies'" said l courteously. II Of
fer you my sincere apologies for this
innocent intrusion" l looked at my
watch. II believe that you gave me
an hours respite. So, then, l have 30
minutes to my account"
The women gazed at each other.
One laughed. and the other smiled; 1t
was the English girl who laughed this
time. l liked the sound OF 1t better
than any had yet heard.
pardon another parenthesis.
hope you haven't begun to think l am
the hero OF this comedy. Let 1t be
furthest from your thoughts. am
only passive bystander)
Il sincerely trust that your hunger
is appeased," said the one who had
smiled.
1T is, thank you" l absently FUN
bled in my coat pockets. then guiltily
dropped my hands. What terrible
thing habit is!
You may smoke" said the Bou-
guereau child who was grown into
womanhood. Wasn't that fine OF her?
And wasn't 1t rather observant, too?
l learned later that she had a brother
who was fond of tobacco. To her eyes
my movement was familiar one.
with your kind permission" said
gratefully. l hadn't had a smoke in
four hours.
owned a single good cigar. the last
of my importation. l lighted 1t and
blew forth snowy billow of heavenly
aroma. l know something about hui
man nature. even the feminine side OF
It. A presentable young man with a
roll of aromatic tobacco seldom fails
to win the confidence OF those about
him. With that cloud Of smoke the
raw edge of formality smoothed down.
Had you any particular destina-
tom" asked Gretchen.
None at all. The road took my
fancy. and simply followed it"
.Ah! that is one of the pleasures of
riding-to go wherever the inclination
bids. l ride"
We were getting on famously.
do you take long journeys?" I in
quired.
often. II is the most exhilarating
of SPORTS" said the Enchantment.
The scenery changes; there are SO
many things that charm and engage
your interest; the mountains. the wa
| terways. the old ruins. Have you ever
whistled to the horses afield and
watched them come galloping down to
the wall? 1t is fine. In England
But her mouth closed suddenly. She
was talking to stranger.
l love enthusiasm in a woman. 1t
| ;olors her cheeks and makes her eyes
| sparkle. grew a bit holder.
Il heard a wonderful voice as ap-
preached the CASTLE" said l.
Gretchen shrugged.
Il haven't heard its equal outside
Berlin or Paris" l went on.
"Paris?" said Gretchen, laying n
neat little trap for me into which my
| conceit was soon to tumble me. Paris
is a marvellous city"
There is no city to equal It. Inas-
| much as we three shall never meet
| again. will you not do me the honor to
repeat that jewel song from Faust?"
My audacity did not impress her in
| the least.
You can scarcely expect me to give
a supper to a stranger and then sing
for him, BESIDES" said Gretchen. a
| chill again stealing into her tones.
These Americans," she observed to
her companion in French.
laid aside my cigar. approached the
| piano. and sat down. 1 struck a few
chords and found the instrument to be
in remarkable good order. l played a
Chopin "Polonaise," / tinkled Grieg's
| ''Papillon," then l ceased.
THAT Is to pay for my supper"