Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-09-15


dropped out of action long ago. This is as
| good place as any to see the world go by
She poured what was left of the champagne
| into her glass, slipped it. and handed it to me.
That was the way left her,-no more words,
| no more hand shakings-l don't think we even
| said good by. But have seen her often since,
| leaning against my desk or standing at the
| hearth,-the trim 1.-THE figure in blue, the
| golden hair, and the bowed red lips always
laughing and letting in little sunshine to liven
the daily grind.
l walked round the corner to the nearest
| hotel and dropped into the most comfortable
chair could find in the deserted lobby. Then
pulled out the visiting card from my overcoat
pocket. Mrs. George Hill Newman" it read,
and in the left hand corner, Tuesdays in
November" in the other "Overbrook." l
knew Overlook suburb where many
Philadelphians had their summer homes
walked over to the operator at the switchboard
and told him to get me Mr. George Hill New
man at Overlook, Pennsylvania. Then l
went back to my leather chair lit cigar, and
waited. | suppose Newman must have been in
bed; for | waited sometime. Indeed, | had
begun to fear that no one would hear the tele-
phone, when the operator called me, and
went into the booth.
is this Mr.. Newman" l asked.
1T is" came in drowsy and very peevish
voice What's the matter?"
my reception. Marguerite is sailing to-
morrow morning on the Deutschland at noon:
| | shall engage your passage and you can find
the tickets at the purser's office"
| Who the de:il are your" said the voice,
which had apparently lost all its huskness.
| "A friend" replied l. and preserver of the
hearth and home"
| The answer was very grating laugh.
| Don't ring off, )" l warned him, determined
to deliver my message. Please remember
| that | am paying for this and if you continue
to laugh like hyena l shall have to pay two
charges" w.
| bath slippers are very drafty."
| Your bath slippers are of no possible inter
| est to me; but do want to tell you that if you
don't find Marguerite at first, stick to the ship,
| for she will be in hiding
| "All right" he shouted, apparently in great
| haste.
And l don't mind saying editorially," l
| called as a parting shot: This is your last
| chance for Marguerite"
| Notwithstanding his extreme haste, | be-
lieve he would have made at least more
remark but l rang off
| Smilingly l paid the fee, and smingy took
my key from the night clerk. There was not
| the slightest doubt in my mind that had acted
| in a masterful manner. l was convinced that
had l arranged for Newman to bring his wife
| back to Philadelphia the old trouble could
have only broken out afresh. The twelve DAYS
on the steamer would clear things up wonder
fully, and could safely trust the blue skies and
the gray green hills of Italy to do what North
| Broad-st. never could or would do. And be-
sides, the Lothario from the Quaker Belgravia
would have time to fall in love with his own
wife. Seldom have l slept with a conscience
more at ease or awakened with keener sense
of content at days work well done.
| l protest that it was curiosity pure and SIM
| pie that prompted me the following day to go
to the pier from which the Deutschland sailed.
| | had attended to the tickets and sent basket
of fruit and bunch of roses, both properly in
scribed to my friend of yesterday My duty
had been clearly performed; but about half
past eleven l decided l was entitled to treat
myself to one last glimpse at the girl who, after
| all, did owe me for something more than
nights lodging. Under ordinary conditions l
started in ample time to reach the pier before
| they had hauled in the gang plank; but my
| trip was a succession of mishaps. Twice l was
blocked by the traffic of the West Side streets,
| and then the ferryboat to Hoboken developed
| some internal trouble, and we drifted about in
| a perfectly foolish manner for many valuable
minutes. AS result, | reached the wharf just
| as the boat was being warped about the far
| end of the pier. Pushing and fighting my way
| through the crowd of men, women, and chill
| dren, all waving to their sea going friends, l
| finally reached the pierhead just as the
Deutschland rounded into the main stream.
| For some moments my eyes searched the
double line of passengers ranged along the
| boat rail for the girl with the green toque, and
| then suddenly through the din of the noisy
| I he civ IL, of