The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-08-31

result of making his house a favorite
resort of artists, poets and dreamers
generally. The frivolous and empty
headed would not care for such a place
1t offers nothing but repose and
beauty 1t Is not a suitable abode for
solfers or tomboy Tennis players-they
90 well TO remain in Lucerne M
cllng to the noisy and overcrowded
Schweizerhof But 1t is eninently
lifted for lovers in the first stage of
sentimental ardor, and it Is an ideal
nook wherein to spend a happy honey
moon.
When, n dazzling afternoon inearly
July, a gentleman with a black mus
tache got out of the little 'funicular''
car, and assisted a charmingly attired
very young lady with fair hair to alight
also; and when these twain were fol-
lowed by a valet, a maid, and the
porter. bearing some very n~ew-looking
luggage, none of the people already
staying at the Gutsch had any diff
Guilty In classifying them. They were
newly married; their very appearance
betrayed them. One of tho regular
habituesc of the place--a dark-eyed
young man clad in carelessly fitting
tweeds-said as much to the landlord,
who, having bowed the couple in, now
stood on his doorstep benevolently sur
veying the prospect.
s"On their wedding tour, l p,
he observed, with a smile,
1T is possible" replied mine host,
discreetly. THE lady is young. Not
so young the gentleman. They have
engaged the best rooms."
All! Plenty of money about, them"
1T Is to be thought So replied tie
proprietor, as he continued to smile
blandly at the scenery. '"fhe lady has
a maid, the gentleman a valet. Every
~thing'-and he spread out his hands
expressively1-"is de luxe They are
English people-evidently we'll bred.
Perhaps you know the name Alling-
ham-Mr. and Mrs. Allingham, of Duns-
combe Hall, Norfolk?'
The dark-eyed artist thought a mo-
ment. then said, mo" A vague idea
was in his mind hat he had seen a
sketch or. photograph somewhere of
Dunscombe Hall, but he was no sure.
And mine host being called away at
the moment, the conyersationhtwas
broken off.
Thu new arrivals had their meals
served to them privately in their own
apartments; so any curiosity felt con-
corning them among the table d'hote
company at the Pension Gutsch was
not destined to be largely gratiEed. One
morning, however, Mr.. Francis Fame,
the dark-eyed artist already mentioned,
met Mrs. A~llingham walking by her
self in one of the ~lonelier and moro
outlying paths of the pine forest, and
was taken quite aback by her extreme
~ childish appearance. She was so
small and light on her feet, she had
such a young, wistful, wondering face,
n her figure was cast in such a
dainty and delicate mold, that, as she
passed him silently by. In her simple
white morning-dress. tied round the
waist with a knot of blue ribbon, she
looked like a little girl just fresh from
school, and it seemed impossible, al
most absurd, to consider her as a mar
ried woman. q
why, she can't be more than fifteen
or sixteen!" he mentally calculated,
staring after her bewilderedly. AS a
matter Of fact. she was twenty, and
had seen two seasons in town; but
things of the world worldly had as
yet left no trace on her fair features.
and her eyes still held their dreams of
innocence unsullied-hcnce. though u
woman, she was still a child.
Mrs. Allingham, of Dunscombe Hall,
Norfolk" repeated Frank Fame to him
self, with a short. gruff lauga. by
Jove! it seems preposterous!"
6To Be Continued Tomorrow