Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-07-04

began kissing him with her cruel scar
let lips. He only moaned. When she
tired of it she left the room, laughing,
and Vandraken fell forward, insensi-
BILE
The following morning Dashmore
came into his room, looking very
pleased with himself. why, what's
the matter?' he asked, when he saw
Vandraken's face.
Its all up with my reformation,
Slap Dash. It's all over about Lady
Kitty. l find I've got in so deep |
can't get out Money won't buy Veeda
Off must go back to the yacht to-
day-theres nothing else to be
DONE
Dashmore laughed. 'You can't go
back to the yacht, old chap, for the
very good reason that the yacht sailed
last night for Zanzibar with a choice
cargo of assorted jin-jams, and one
very angry lady, who will be no end
of an addition to the Sultan's seraglio
Il am sending her as present from
the Emperor of Germany. He is keen
on extending his sphere of influence,
you know. | told you would get rid
of the Cobra, if money was no object,
!
had to pay the captain terrible sal
airy for the trip-enough to make
him. rich for life-but he'll earn it, all
right, and he knows what to do to earn
it,"
Vandraken sat up, looking as cheer
full as man who has been suddenly
reprieved from the gallows. SLAP
Dash, you are great! l think you have
saved my life! If | didn't know what
damned nuisance unlimited wealth
is, I'd give you half of nine
Not taking any-thanks, all the
same, Vandraken. You carry your own
particular variety of the white mans
burden. But talking of yachts, j. p.
Rhinelander's big schooner yacht, the
Mascot, is at Glib, waiting to be char
tered I've cabled for her in your
name. A long sea voyage will do you
no end of good.''
| There was knock at the door, and
Lady Donoyle's voice was head, ask
ing if she might come In. She enter
ed with long telegram in. her hand.
I'm afraid we must leave for home,
| Mr.. Vandraken. | have lost my
| husband I must go back, and be a
widow. The people about will expect
it of me-
Very sudden, wasn't it," asked
Vandraken, desperately trying to
think of the right thing to say.
Eyes, but not unexpected. He flew
out Of the window blowing trum-
pet. You know he believed he was
the Angel Gabriel, announcing the end
of the world; and, of course, now he
will always believe he was right. You
| two men may think | am heartless
| but it's not easy to mourn for hus
| band who has gone mad trying to
have a better time than he could
have"
The pretence of sorrow would have
been especially hard for Lady Donoyle
for the hope of few years of hap
/ piness-an Indian summer-of JOY
with the man she loved, and repulsed
made her pale blue eyes almos
luminous with happiness.
CHAPTER XVI.
A nerveometer might be an interest
ing invention An instrument which
attached to the human body, would re
cord the units of vibration of happi
ness and unhappiness that had passet
over the nerves in lifetime. 1t ma.
be heresy, but one can't help believin,
that there would be very little dill
ference in the readings of the instru
ments: that people we have Away
believed to be favourites of forum
would record no more units of happI
ness than their apparently ill-stare,
brethren; whereas, people who ha
been pointed out as pursued by ba
; luck would register as many units G
JOY, per life, as the imaginary darling
of the gods.
Our own records are badly kept. w
are more ready to charge than to cree
' it; blame is cheaper currency tina
praise, and we are more ready to pa
+ it out. Our accounts rarely balance
) yet it is more the fault of the bool
] keeper than the items. But somewher
r out in the universe the records ar
: properly kept the balance fairl
a struck. Ask any astrologer how tn
q law Of averages levels up mems live
! how evenly the scales are held. Watc
such little thing as daily game {
|, cards, and not how the luc kpasse
Z round the table to each in turn; b,
: the players curse their losings, an
i squander their winnings, Just as the
p do in the game of life.
7 During the voyage of the Mascot
q nerveometer attached to Mandrake
. would have registered units of Joy ;
: swiftly as ever the hand could swil
= around the dial. Wonderful consciol
a happiness-tbe knowledge that eac
h moment of each day would be perfec
g that there would be on swindling
: anticipation by penurious realisatic
: for love keeps it's promise to yout
if youth will play fair. 1t does n
!, cheat, like vice.
!, We know not what we are here TO
= one guess is as good as another.
- the truth be that we only exist
>; create vibrations of thought whic
y uaua DFasaev e.