Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-06-09
BY LOUIS TRACY,

mure0 NJ. de POlnclnC COnuOouIldlly.
She did not endeavor to interpret his
expressive glance, though he seemed
to convey more than he said.
"Not SO much at home at sea as you
are in my language" she replied, and
she turned to DR.. Christobal, whom
she had already known slightly In
Valparaiso.
care you coming on deck?" she In
quired. II am sure you are mine of
information on Chile, and want to
extract some of the ore while tho land
is still visible. 1t is already assuming
the semblance Of dream"
you are not saying last farewell
to Valparaiso, hope" said her elderly
companion as they Quilted the salon.
Il think So l have no ties there
save those Of sentiment. ! shall not
return unless, II doubtful fortune
permits, nm able some day to revisit
two graves which are dear to me-"
There was little catch In her voice,
and the doctor was far too sympa-
thetic to endeavor forthwith to divert
her sad thoughts.
II knew your father" he said gen
tly. ''He was most admirable man,
but quite unsuited to the environment
Of new country. where the dollar Is
god, and an unstable deity at that. He
was swindled outrageously by men
who stand high In the community to-
day. But you. Miss Maxwell. with
your knowledge Of Spanish and your
other requirements. should do better
here than in Europe, provided, that is,
you mean to earn your own living"
II am proud to hear you speak we'll
Of my father" she said. "And am
well aware that he was badly treated
In business. fear. too. that his ad-
vocacy Of the rights Of the Indians
brought him into disfavor. OF all his
possessions the only remnant left to
me is barren mountain, with slice
Of fertile valley. in the Quillota dis
trict. 1t yields me the magnificent
revenue Of $500 per annum."
SLOW in the world did he come to
own land there?'
ut was a gift from the Naquilla
tribe. He defeated an attempt made
to GUST them by big land company.
The company has since asked me to
sell the property and offered me
fair price, too, as the cultivable land
Is very small strip, but 1T would be
almost like betraying the cause Tor
which he fought, would 1t not?"
Stvy~. 0..J1/>.5 81 wroo1 tho fnrfnr
though his heart and not bis head die
tated the reply. May ask you to
tell me your plans for the futureY he
went on.
"Well, when Mr.. Barring heard was
going to England he was good enough
to promise me employment in his Lon
don agency as Spanish correspondent.
That will fill in two days week. The
rest can devote to art. l paint a
little and draw with sufficient prom
Use to warrant study, am told. Any
how, l am weary Of teaching. pre-
Ter to be pupil"
II cannot imagine what the young
men Of Valparaiso were thinking OF to
allow girl like you to slip or In
this fashion," said Christobal, with
smile.
''Most of them hold firmly to the be-
lief that wife's wedding dress should
be made Of gilt edged scrip"
"Poor materiai-very poor material
out Of which to construct welded hap,
piness. And az to my young friend,
Isobel-she joins her aunt in London.
l hear?'
THAT is the present arrangement
She means to have good time, espe-
cially in Paris. should like to live
In Paris myself Dear old smoke laden
London does not appeal so thoroughly
to the artist. Yet am content-yes.
quite content"
"Then you have gained the best
thing in the world" cried the doctor,
throwing out his arms expansively.
The two became good friends as the
voyage progressed. Christobal was
exceedingly well informed and delight
ed in a thoughtful listener like Elsie.
Isobel, firing at times Of the count,
would join in their conversation and
display spasmodic interest In the
topics they discussed. There were
only six other passengers-a Baptist
missionary and his wife, three mining
engineers and an English globe trot-
ter, singular being who appeared to
have roamed the entire earth, but
whose experiences We're summed up IN
one of two words -every place he had
seen was either fair or rotten"
Even Isobel failed to draw him fur
ther, and she said one day in temper,
after a spirited attempt to extract
some of his stored impressions: THE
man reminds me of oneaof those dunn
my books you see occasionally. bound
in calf and labeled Gazetteer of the
World When you try to open a vol
ume you find that it is made of
wood
So they nicknamed him "Mr. Wood"
and Elsie once inadvertently addressed
him by the name
what do you think of the weather.
Mr.. Wood?" she asked him at break
fast.
He CHANGED to notice that she was
speaking to him.
ARotten." he said.
Perhaps he wondered why Miss Max
we'll flushed and the others laughed.
But in actual fact he was not far
wrong in his curious choice of an ad-
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