Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1907-06-27

the irony of one of the elected,
lie is we'll introduced to himself, tina
| fellow said he, but the tourist did no
hear, or did not care if he heard ii,
stood TRANQUILITY by, holding the handle o
the door, until the carriage was cleared
and was just about to ascend when {
slow, quiet voice spoke behind
Got that through, old man, eh?"
The tourist turned suddenly, ant
stretched out hand to the speaker.
What? Maskelyne. me boy. Deloyt
ed. Where are you going?"
II am going to Janenne by rail-" said
the other, accepting the proffered hand
with hearty shake, once up and once
down. From there l go on to a little
place called Houfoy, to see some old
friends of mine"
I'm going to Janenne meself," said
the lrishman. Cant we ride together ??
II suppose we can," returned his
friend. Baggage is registered" He
was just as calm as the Celt had a min.
ute or two before been eager, and his
voice was distinctly American. He was
very precisely and neatly attired, his
figure was tall and elegant; his face was
handsome but melancholy, and curiously
pale. The eyes were the best feature
black, soft and lustrous, but they looked
as if he had never smiled in his life. ~
say, Fraser" he said, in his slow, mild
voice, when they were both seated, where
did you pick up your French? l never
heard anything like it,
i've knocked about Paris good DEAL"
said Fraser II speak Jorman with the
same facility. though it's probably me
Scotch extraction that gives me that"
Midwa ybetween Namur and Luxem-
bourg the two travellers changed trains
for Janenne. The engine steamed lazily
through most lovely country, and the
young American, looking continually out
of window, seemed absorbed in contem-
plation of the landscape. But it could
scarcely have been the landscape which
half a dozen times called dreamy smile
to his soft eyes, and once a blush to the
sallow pallor of his cheek. When the
train drew up in front of the little red
brick station, building planned like a
child's toy house and not much bigger,
the blush came to his cheek again, and
his hand trembled slightly as it caressed
his black mustache.
well. it's good-by for a time, old fell
low," he said, shaking hands with Fra
ser. But l will see you again to-mor-
row or next day, most likely, if you can
find time to turn from affairs of state"
Are those your friends?" asked Fraser,
looking through the window as the train
crawled slowly along the platform. IAN
uncommonly pretty gyurl. The ould boy
looks like an army man. He's waving
his hand at ye."
Yes" said Maskelyne. with his soft
drawl little exaggerated That is my
man. Good day. Fraser. Tell O'Rourke
I'm down here and that III run over and
have look at him."
minute later he was shaking hands
with the young lady who had excited Mr..
Frasers admiration.
"Welcome to the Ardennes Mr.. Maske-
lyme" said Angela. with frank good hu-
NOR. How are all our friends in New
York;"
Thank you. Miss Butler he answre-
ed. looking into her gray eyes with a
smile which was all the brighter and the
sweeter because of the usual melancholy
of his countenance; Il cannot undertake
to tell you how all your friends in New
York may be, but the few scores of whom
| have heard in one way or another since
came to Europe are very well indeed
jor Butler, l am charmed to see you
looking so robust. | had not hoped to see
you looking so we'll"
Dyspepsia" said the major. when
wrote you I was really i'll. am all
right now. But I've been a good deal
worried, and when I'm worried l get
dyspepsia, and dyspepsia means despair.
That your baggage? Got the ticket for
it?"
At this point Fraser came up with
perfect sang froid, raised his hat to the
girl and accosted Maskelyne.
Il say, ould man, tell me what's the
best place to put up at here?'
Hotel des Postes," said the major.
Mr.. Fraser raised his hat to the major.
''Let me introduce you," said Maske-
lvne. major Butler, this is Mr.. Fraser,
a member of your British House of Com
mons"
"Delighted to meet you ~ said the ma
jor, but he did not look as If this state
ment could be accepted.
ITO he cOntinued \