Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-02-09
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CHAPTER Iv.-(continued)
'y CHARLES KLEIN AND ARTHUR HoRNBLow


I CHAPTER Iv.-(Continued).
i why, it's a quarter past six. We
shall have all we can do to get baci
to the hotel and dress for dinner"
Shirley rose at once, although
loath to leave
I had no idea it was so late" sh'
said. How the time flies!" TheI
mockingly she added: "Come, Jeffer
son-be a good boy and find cab
!. They passed out of the Gardens by
the gate facing the Theatre de l'Odeor
where there was a long string o
fiacres for hire. They got into ont
and in fifteen minutes they were
back to the Grand Hotel.
At the office they told Shirley tina
her aunt had already come and gons
4 to her room, so she hurried upstairs
4 to dress for dinner while Jefferson
proceeded to the Hotel de rAthenee
on the same mission. He had Still
| twenty-five minutes before dinner
time, and he needed only ten minutes
for wash and to jump into his dress
suit, so, instead of going directly tt
his hotel, he sat down at the Cafe de
la Paix. He was thirsty, and calling
for vermounth frappe he told the
4 garcon to bring him also the Ameri
can papers.
The crowd on the boulevard was
denser than ever. The business of
fees and some of the shops were
closing, and vast army of employees
homeward bound. helped to swell the
sea of humanity that pushed this way
and that.
But Jefferson had no eyes for the
crowd. He was thinking of Shirley
What singular, Mysterious power had
this girl acquired over him? He, who
mad scoffed at the very idea of mar
riage only a few months before, now
desired it ardently, anxiously! Yes
that was what his life lacked-such
a woman to be his companion and
helpmate! He loved her-there was
no doubt of that. lis. ever thought
waking and sleeping, was of her, all
his plans for the future included her
He would win her if any man could
But did she care for him? All, that
was the cruel, torturing uncertainty!
She appeared cold and indifferent,
but perhaps she was only trying
him.. Certainly she did not seem tc
dislike him.
The waiter returned with the yer
mouth and the newspapers. All he
could find were the London Times
which he pronounced teens, and
some issues of the New York Herald
The paper were nearly month old
but he did not care for that. .Jeffer
son idly turned over the pages of the
Herald. His thoughtc were still run
ming on Shirley, and he was paying
little attention to what he was read
| ing. Suddenly, however. his eyes
rested on headline which made him
sit up with start. It read as fol
| lows:
| JUDGE ROSSMORE IMPEACHED.
Justice Of The Supreme Court To Be
Tried On Bribery Charges
The despatch, which was dated
Washington two weeks back, went ON
to say that serious charges affecting
the integrity of Judge Rossmore had
been made the subject Of COMPRESSION.
al inquiry, and that the result of the
Inquiry was so grave that demand
for Impeachment would be at once
sent to the Senate. 1t added that the
charges grew out of the resent de
cision in the Great Northwestern Min
ing Company case, it being alleged
that Judge Rossmore had accepted a
large sum of money on condition OF
his handing down decision favour.
able to the company.
Jefferson was thunderstruck. He
read the despatch over again to make
sure there was no mistake No, it was
very plain-Julge Rossmore of Madi
son Avenue. But how preposterous
what a calumny! The one judge on
the bench whom one could point and
/ say with absolute conviction: There
goes an honest mani" And this judge
| was to be tried on charge ofbribery
What could be the meaning of it:
| Something terrible must have hap
pened since Shirley's departure from
home, that was certain. 1t meant hal
immediate return to the States and
| of course, his own. He would see what
could be done. He would make his
father use great influence. But how
could he tell Shirley? Impossible, he
could not! She would not believe him
| if he did. She would probably heal
from home in some other way They
might cable. In any case he would
say nothing yet. He paid for his yer
mouth and hurried away to his hote
| to dress.
It was just striking seven when he
re-entered the courtyard of the Grand
Hotel. Shirley and Mrs. Blake were
waiting for him. Jefferson suggested
having dinner at the Cafe de Paris
but Shirley objected that as the
weather was warm it would be more
pleant to dine in the open air. sc
they finally decided on the Pavilion
d 'Armonyille where there was music
and where they could have a little
table to themselves in the garden.
They drove up the stately Champs
Elysees, past the monumental Arc dc
Triomphe, and from there down t
/ the Bots. All were singularly quiet
Mrs. Blake was worrying about hel
new gown, Shirley was tired, ant
Jefferson could not Danish from his
mind the terrible news he had JUS
read. He avoided looking at onirle,
until the later noticed it and though
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