The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-01-12

any of the kids that day-why, thep
it's just a little too much on the Hin
doc for me-"
The billiard game was tagging. II
don't think we want to play any
more" said Mr.. Thompson, putting his
cue in the rack 81 think we want to
have a talk, and if we go down stairs
and have a little pantheistic high ball
think we can talk better"
7. 'Mine'u be a polytheistic fizz," said
Mr.. Gates, slipping on his coat.
For me small and carefully built
esOteric rickey." chimed in Mr.. Dexter,
without too much 1lOnism."
The talk lasted until nearly midnight.
As Mr.. Dexter. Mr.. Thompson and Mr..
Gates rose from the table, the latter
said:
I'VE are not only justified. but if we
didn't, we'd be doing less than our
duty. I'm in favor of uplift for the
masses as well as the classes. We owe
something to the community-to the
great public that isn't reached by the
Study club.
The committee of three met again
the following night and Mr.. Dexter
verbally presented a report.
'The gentleman is ours to command
said he. ''for cash. He will be on the
JtO hCAt hNNhs 5Vl shiiit LII
days Say. perhaps he's an ascetic. but
he must be a new kind. He's got the
best suite of rooms in his hotel, with
CROUCH furnishings in it to fill an ORR
entail curio store. The first thing he
wanted to know was how many there
were in the club? Then he got out his
date book and we decided on Thurs
days. AS a matter of fact, that is the
only open night he had. He's doing q
great business for the brotherhood.
Then he gave me some of his literature
ana we shook hands. and l told him
I'd have him met with carriage at
the 7:45 train
Good" said MIR. Thompson. Great.
But he won't happen to say anything
about it at the Study club on Wednes-
day, will he?"
Not If know the gentleman said
Mr.. Dexter He may be a pnilOsO-
pher, but he looks more to me like a
diplomat"
well, we've got our part done" put
in MTS> Gates. ''Everything's all ar
ranged.A except our alibis, and we'll
need those and don't you forget it,"
Brother Ramakanda met his new au-
cience on Thursday night. 1t was large.
attentive, but not inquisitive. 1t ac-
Cepted his word without question and
was very silent and respectful when lie
said goodnight and went back to the
city. carrying a generous contribution
for the brotherhood at the other end of
the world Then it went home in
what seemed to be a philosophical
frame of mind.
Mrs. Gates was in the kitchen. max
ing jellies, and the cook was clearing
Up the morning dishes. Finally she
dropped one and it became many little
pieces.
Mary, Mary!" cried Mrs Gates
with jump What are you doing?'
81 was thinking, num-" said Mary.
Thinking of what?" said Hrs. Gates
sadly cycling the ruin.
Il was thinking about a cosmos
mum. What's cosmos, Mrs. Gates?'
"A cosmos"' exclaimed Mrs. Gates.
Let me see-yes, mum, it was a cos
mos: I'm sure twas cosmos he said. .
Where in the world did you ever
/ hear anything about a cosmOS?' de-
manded Mrs. Gates.
/ AT the club" said Mary simply.
what club?"
AT the Nerve club" answered Mary
'Y'see, num-" she went on, the
coachmen and the gardeners and some
| of the girls has organized club and
it's called the Nerve club. or something
I like that, anyhow"
Yes; go o." said Mrs. Gates faint
/ ly.
And we had the first meeting last
night" continued Mary, and some
outlandish man with a long dress
/ Mrs Fanshawe's man, Michael thinks
/ he was a cOlOred man, mum-made q
speech about a cosmos. but none of U;
could make out what it was. And theT
/ il was given out that he was coming
/ to make more speeches, and / guess il
that's so I'll not go again, for tits Iny
] opinion that he's not entirely right il
| his mind, num-"
! Mrs. Gates was gripping the table
to steady herself. Mary" she said
what was his name?"
'I can't rightly say, num-" said
Mary. But he's a brother to some
body and his name begins with a Ran
1 - am-something, 1 can't remember
what
Mrs Gates washed her hands and
took off her apron. "You can finisf
up the jellies, Mary she said. TN
not feeling very we'll this morning.
Then she went upstairs, put on hel
hat and ten minutes later she was il
Mrs. Thompson's parlor, fidgeting ner
vously.
Mrs. Gates, who had recovered he
tongue, talked rapidly and very muci