Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1908-03-13
ROGUE RIVER COURIER GRANTS PASS OREGON MARCH l3 1908


them at least were confined for Ire III
the Tower OF London. while he talked
70 the fourth OF bronchos and love ana
things he understood. Then Mr.. Corrl-
! gan took hand.
Lord Croyland." he began. leisurely
slipping his port. ''it has been many
years since | was In London. but !
have always retained most delight
fu recollection of Hyde park. very
few changes there. | suppose|
Richard frightened vislbly. THIS was
subject on which the astute Bllls
had drilled him well. He could speak
of il. he thought. with little danger OF
a slip. Mr.. Corrigan went on renec'
| lively:
quite a park. as | remember It,"
Vast" agreed Richard. wishing his
mentor had been little more explicit
az to dimensions.
II was especially impressed" said
Mr. Corrigan, with deluslve blandness'
with that splendid statue of Napo-
leon. which stands at the main en-
trance. You are familiar with 1t. of
course. Lord CroylandT
"Oh, qultew assented Richard bold
| ly, screwing In his monocle and look
| ing Uncle Michael straight In the eye,
with never a tremor in his own. ITO
/ ME II is quite the finest bit of bronze
I've ever seen"
Mr.. Corrigan seemed puzzled.
"Bronzef" he murmured thoughtful
ly. Now, that's strange. | was un-
der the impression that 1t was done In
marble" He looked up with a smile
and sigh. 81 dare say I'm getting
old, my lord"
/ Richard began to feel beads Of cold
perspiration gathering upon his brow,
but dared not call attention thereto by
mopping.
1T is quite weather stained, you
know" he explained, with outward
calm, land perhaps-well. you see, the
sculptor's name is Thornton. I've nev-
er heard that he worked in marble,
though may be wrong"
Bat what | don't understand" ex-
claimed Mr.. Renwyck, "is why you
Englishmen ever put up statue Of
! Napoleon at all. Seems to me that
hating him as you did 1t was rather a
curious thing to do"
Not at ALL" said Richard desperate
ly; prisoner, y'know-St. Helena
and all that sort of thing-er-mag-
nanimous."
Uncle Michael did not seem conyinc-
ed and was about to ask more ques-
tons when Mr.. Renwyck turned upon
him sharply
Michael, you are doing this for the
sake of argument / don't believe you
know anything about 1t, and, what is
more. | think Lord Croyland is hu-
moring you for the sake OF politeness.
| III prove IT," He turned to Richard.
MY boy, ought to have warned you
In advance My brother-in-law is a
crotchety old lawyer who has never
got over his bad habits. Tell me-hon-
estly now-ls there statue of Napo-
leon Ronaparte in Hyde park at alp
No" smiled Richard, greatly reliev-
ed nt this turn. there is not"
who is 1t. them
Wellington" said Richard. with tri-
umphant carelessness, although he real
ly did not know whether there was
! such a statue or not. But then neither
did any one else at the table. although
all but Miss Chittendon had visited
England. some OF them many times.
The company laughed at Mr.. Corri-
gan's discontinue, while the victim
himself seemed to enjoy IT with the
keenest zest That dangerous incident
was closed.
The dinner was finished at last, and
Mr.. Corrigan. pleading an appoint
ment, departed, greatly to Richards re-
lief. The rest of the evening was
spent in company with the ladies', for
the young mans efforts to single out
one in particular We're invariably frus-
trated by the other three. Ii was not
until nearly II that he had a short half
hour with her alone, but In this he was
repaid for all his tribulations Miss
Harriet was dressed in an exquisite
pale blue gown. modestly revealing
neck and shoulders which 70 Richard
were the most beautiful in all the
world. They sat ON the front veranda
overlooking the river, she In low
wicker chair and he on the steps at
her feet. Behind him were clusters of
wiStaria blooms. while beyond in the
darkness the first of the ireflies twin
klel like stars. To them came the
nighttime scents and the murmur of
the wind across the mighty Hudson
on lis journey 10 the sea,
Miss Harriet told him OF her trip to
Texas and Of the gallant cowboy who
had saved her life. while Richard lis.
tened with bounding heart. He longed
to claim a hero's place, to confess his
deception aud tell her the plain bare
truth. And yet he paused. To confess
would involve disclosing the reason Of
his deceit. and he dare not risk the
chance Of losing her yet. She was
young. romantic. The very daring OF a
lovers bold design might appeal to her:
hut on the other hand, It was better
Ia wait till he had won her heart than
TO ruin all by foolish precipitance.