Washington State journal. [volume] (Ritzville, Wash.) 1907-1911, 1907-12-04

the irony Of one Of the Elected.
HE is well introduced to himself, tAat
fellow" said be, but the tourist DID nss
hear. or did not care II he heard. Hs
stood TRANQUILITY by. holding the handle Of
the door. until the carriage was cleared,
and was just about to ascend when .
slow, quiet voice spoke behind.
Got that through, old man. ehT
Tho tourist turned suddenly. and
stretched out hand to the speaker.
"What? Maskelyne. me boy. Deloyt-
ed. Where are you soing?"
Il am going to Janenns by rail-" said
the other, accepting the pronered hand
| with a hearty shake, once up and once
down. From there I 20 on to a little
place called Houfoy, to see some old
friends of mine''
I'm going to Janenne meself," said
the Irishman. Cant we ride togethsr"
II suppose we cam" returned his
friend. Baggage il registered" He
was just as calm as the Celt had . 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 curieusly
pale. The eyes were the best feature
black. soft and lustrous. but they locked
as If he had never smiled In his life. II
say, Fraser" he said, in his slow, mild
voice. when they were both seated, where
did you pick up your French? I never
heard anything like It,"
1--WE 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 LuIem-
beurg the two travellers changed trains
for Janenne. The engine steamed lastly
through 4 most lovely country, and the
young American, looking continually out
of window. seemed absorbed in contem-
plation Of the landscape. But 1t could
scarcely have been the Landscape which
half 4 dozen times called 4 dreamy smile
to his soft eyes, and once Z blush to the
sallow pallor of his cheek. When the
train drew up in front Of the little red
brick station, 4 building planned like q
child's toy house and not much bigger,
the blush came to his cheek again, and
his hand trembled slightly a. 1t caressed
his black mustache.
well, it's good-by for a time, old fol.
low" he said, shaking hands with Fra
ser. "But will see you again TONER
row or next day., most likely, IL you can
find time to turn from Affairs Of state"
"Are those your friends?" asked Fraser,
looking through the window a. the train
crawled slowly along the platform. IAN
uncommonly pretty gyurl! Tho ould boy
looks like an army man. He's waving
his hand at ye."
YES" said Maskelyne. with his soft
drawl little exaggerated. THAT 10 my
man. Good-day. Fraser. Tell O'Rsurks
I'm down here and that I'll run ever and
have look at him."
A minute later he was shaking hands
with the young lady who bad excited Mr..
Fraser's admiration.
welcome to the Ardennss, Mr.. Masks
lyme" said Angela, with frank good hu-
NOR. "How are all our friends In New
York;"
THANK you, Miss Butler" he answrs.
ed, looking into her gray eyes with .
smile which was all The brighter and the
sweeter because Of the usual melancholy
Of his countenance; II cannot undertake
to tell you how all your friends in New
York may be, but the few scores Of when
l have heard In one way or another since
came to Europe are very well indeed.
Major Butler, l am charmed to ~ yeu
looking 10 robust. had net hoped T. ~
you looking so we'll"
Dyspepsia" said the major. "Whea
I wrote you I was really Ill. I an all
right now. But I've been q geod deal
worried. and whom I'm wsrrisd I get
dyspepsia, and dyspepsia means despair.
That yeur baggage? Got the ticket for
itW
At this point Fraser came up with
perfect sang froid, raised his hat to IL
girl and accestsd Maskelyne.
II say, oulA man, tell me what's ths
best place to put up at AersY"
"Hetsl des Postss." aid the mater
Mr.. Fraser raised his hat 70 the majsr.
"Lst me introduce you." said Masks-
lyme. "Major Butler, this 10 Mr.. Fraser.
q member Of your British House Of Con.
MONS"
Delighted to meet yeu!" said the ma.
jor, but he did not look ~ II this state
ment could b accepted.
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