Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1907-12-28

sign of rapport between Maskelyne and
Angela, and saw none whatever on either
side. Dobroski sat by, silent, and many
glances of affection and understanding
passed between her and Maskelyne.
Engaged, perhaps" said O'Rourke to
himself. Sure of each other" A mo-
lnent later, with a little touch of passing
anger at himself, What has it to do with
me?"
A voice spoke from the road below the
garden asking for Monsieur Dobroski. The
village postman, politely raising his Off
cial cap in general salute, stated that he
had letter for Monsieur Dobroski. He
had inquired for monsieur at the Cheval
Blanc, and had afterward discerned him
from the road. Would monsieur please
to sign for the letter?
"Ye must sign in ink" said Fraser,
who was always willing to display his
knowledge, even of triAes. i've stoylo-
graphic pen, Mr. Dobroski."
Excuse me-" said the old man, bow
ing round when he had received the pack
age from the postmnn. He broke the seals
leisurely, walking to one side as he did so.
Angela !" he cried, suddenly, come
here" The girl moved quickly to his
side, and saw at glance that he was
strangely disturbed. His face was white,
and his eyes, ordinarily SO calm and
mournful, glittered with an unusual light.
1T is with you." he said, in a voice as
disordered as his looks, that l must
share this so sacred joy. Let US be alone,
little sweetheart. Come with me-" He
| took her by the hand and hurried her
from the garden to the salon, followed by
the curious and wondering glances of the
others. Here" he said-''here After
these thirty-three years. Look Ny
wife, little sweetheart, my boys"
Angela was alarmed and wonder
stricken. his manner was so changed and
wild. His lean brown hand trembled as
he held out to her a something in bind
ing of faded golden filigree. Angela, open
ing it, saw two miniatures within. In
one, two handsome lads of twenty or
whereabouts were standing with their arms
about each others waist. The other de-
picted a woman in the prime of youth,
and dressed in the national costume of
Poland. Angela had scarcely glanced at
it when Dobroski took it and her hand
together, and kissed the picture twice or
thrice.
"Here" he said, with hysteric tremu-
lousness. After these thirty years p
TRY to be calm dear" urged Angela,
with hand upon his shoulder.
'Yes, yes" he answered. II will be
calm. Look. l am calm already"
These are your wife and your boysw
she said, surveying the miniatures. Yes.
The boys are very like you"
Mr.. Athanos Zeno, with small score
taire under his arm, walked into the
room, bowed, and, establishing himself at
a little table at the far end of the cham
Der, began to make busy arrangements
for writing, setting down his inkstand
with brisk tap on the table, and smooth
ing out his blotting paper with a flourish.
Angela had never seen Mr.. Zeno before,
and Dobroski scarcely saw him now, but
the girl was conscious of an interior de-
mand for privacy, and with hand laid
gently on the old mans arm she moved
toward the open doorway which communi-
Gated with the larger salon. Dobroski
yielded to the pressure, and made a step
or two with downward eyes, his lean
brown fingers TREMENDOUSLY tearing at the
package, which still contained a some
what bulky inclosure Of papers. The en-
velope gave way, and he dropped some of
it's contents on the floor. Angela fell
upon one knee and, gathering up the
fallen papers, handed them to him.
The sudden grasp with which he tore
them from her fingers, the look he bent
upon them, the quick, gasping "Ha p
that broke from him, so startled her that
she knelt there, still looking up at him
exclamation he had made had much Of
the sound with which a hungry wild beast
receives his daily rations, and for mere
instant his teeth were barred with lool
altogether savage and carnivorous.
This singular transport lasted but Z
moment, but he stood for a second OF
two staring intently at the paper in hi
hand, whilst Angela rose slowly, and lait
her hand upon his arm again. Then she
saw that the object which had SO excited
him was the photograph of man o.
nearly his own age-the face a quarter
q life size, or thereabouts- photograph
very clearly and finely printed-and tn,
subject noticeable by lofty dome O
bald forehead, and the eyes of a yer,
lynx
Once more Dobroski obeyed the Sigh
pressure Of her hand, and they entere,
the larger salon together. Angela close,
, the door, and the old man sat down upol
the broad sill of one of the windows
; still 6xedly regarding the photograph. B.
and by he offered 1t, without raising hi
. eyes, to Angela, and began to turn owe
the papers. Most of them were printed
and one was In Russian, and another II
{ German type. Scattered among them b.
/ their fall were the leaves of lengthy let
, ter, and having sorted these leaves fror
3 the others, and arranged them in the OF