The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-02-27
HE HOUSE OF
\ THOUSAND
CANDLES
Nv MEREDITH NICHOLSON
u,,o, AZ THE MAIN CHANCE" ZELDA
''"'' CAMERON" Etc.
rop,risht l0O5 By Bobbs-Merrill Co.
CHAPTER xiV.-Continued.


"A . rather reluctantly to where the
ananions of his travels were pacing
:. md fro in the crisp morning air.
|l& soon as Pickering had got me
|<<i, under way in CONVERSE Ion with
WA lor he excused himself hurriedly
|4d went off, as | assumed, to be sure
|X station agent had received orders
|1& attaching the private car to the
4 Icago EXPRESS. Taylor proved to be
<npercillous person,-I believe they
vi, him Chilly Billy at the Metropoli-
IA club.-and our efforts to converse
Re pathetically unfruitful. The two
Hes stood by, making no conceal
&nt of their impotence. Their eyes
10 upon the girls from st. Agatha's
~ the other platform, whom they
Z. Id see beyond me. l had jumped
IA conversation from Indiana farm
hes TO the recent disorders in Bul.
~ IA which interested me more, when
"a TAYLOR, ignoring me, spoke abb
btly to her sister.
|}4 That's she--the one in the gray
y I talking to the clergyman. She
~ he a moment ago in the carriage"
tTbe one with the umbrella?
bught you said"
| Mrs. Taylor glanced at her sister
n arningly, and they both looked at
|b1b Then they detached themselves
Ia moved away. There was some one
M the farther platform whom they
F shed to see, and Taylor, not under
hiding their maneuver-he was real
M anxious. think, not to be left alone
|1ftb me-started down the platform
|after them, | following. Mrs. Taylor
|And her sister walked to the end of
liza platform and looked across, a bis
|cuit toss away, to where Stoddard
|otbod talking to the girl had already
Ward described as wearing a gray
|cpat and carrying an umbrella.
|3#The girl in gray crossed the track
|3bickly and addressed the two women
|{Ardially. Taylor's back was to her
r ID he was growing eloquent in mild
4 el.bred way over the dullness of our
atesmen in not seeing the advan-
ICES that would accrue to the United
ates in fostering our shipping indus
h. His wife, her sister and the girl
~ gray were so near that / could hear
4 hinly what they were saying. They
re referring apparently to the girls
b fusal of an invitation to accompany
|(iem to California.
''1$ So you can't go-it's too bad! We
ID hoped that when you really saw
on the way you would relent," said
rs. Taylor
|2lf But there are many reasons; ant
Dove all Sister Theresa needs me-"
|8 lt was the voice of Olivia, little
Wwer, little more restrained than
Hned known it; but undeniably it was
lie.
| But think of the rose gardens tha
efe waiting for us out there!" said the
@her lady. They were showing hel
ne Difference that elderly women al
|aFays have for pretty girls.
r Alas, and again alas!" exclaimed
|S4livia. please don't make it harder
| n me than necessary. But gave m!
omise year ago to spend these
e pidays in Cincinnati"
She ignored me wholly and afteI
q aking hands with the ladies returned
r. the other platform. l wondered
neither she was overlooking Taylol
purpose to cut me.
E Taylor was still at his lecture on thu
peas OF our American merchant ma
|s4' ne when Pickering passed hurriedly
the track and began speaking
rhestly to the girl in gray.
|$ The American flag should command
a!pe seas. What we need is not NOR,
ttieshps but more freight car
Ef7ers-" Taylor was saying.
But | was watching Olivia Gladly.
mstrong. In long skirt, with he,
%ir caught up under gray toque tina
4atched her coat perfectly, she wa!
~ my Olivia of the tam-o' -shanter
10 mad pursued the rabbit; nor we
"e uhsophisticated school girl, whC
IN Nb my lulOtlC DaDDIe, nor
a'h' lhe dreamy rapt organist of The
|HapeI' She was a grown woman witt
'east 70 summers to her credit, anC
tpere was about her an air of knowing
world, and of not being at all {
|Ef sun one would make foolish speech
w. she spoke to Pickering gravely
- she smiled dolefully and shool
III mead, and | vaguely strove to re
,'iiioer where | had seen that looi
ner eyes before. Her gold beads
men / mad once carried in my pocket
re clasped tight about the close col
ol her dress; and was glad, yer.
H. mat had ever touched anythini
~ belonged to her.
who was Olivia Gladys Armstron,
~ what was Arthur Pickerings bust
H. with her? And what was it sh,
SAID to me that evening when
found her playing on tie chape
san So much happened that day
- l mad ninost forgotten, and, in
20, ma tio. % forget thai / mad,
+ 'o' OF MYSELF FOR The edification o
~ amusing lille school girl. "Thei
Nfu prefer IN iono.o Al a. -