The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1908-11-20

Me- said waiter, II an going
business"
He was rather glad 10 let his compan
ion know that he, too, was In business.
you're young to b In business" said
his companion. "What sort Of business
Is it,"
II am agent for Flint 4 Pusher, a New
York frm."
Publishers, amt they7"
Eyes, SIR"
Walters companion was q young man
Of twenty-five, or possibly year or two
older. He was rather fashily attired.
with a cutaway coat and low-cut vest,
double-breasted, across which glittered
massive chain, which might have been
gold, or might only have been gilt. since
all that glitters IL not gold. At any rate,
it answered the purpose Of making a
show. His cravat was snowy, and his
whole appearance indicated absence of
good taste. A cautious employer would
scarcely have selected him from a crowd
of applicants for a confidential position.
Walter was vaguely conscious of this
| Still he had seen but little of the world,
and felt incompetent to judge others.
Are you going right through to Cleve-
landW inquired the stranger.
mo; think shall stop at Buffalo.
want to eco Niagara Falls"
That's right. Better see them. They're
stunning"
II suppose you have been there7" said
| Walter, with some curiosity.
IbvvA
mind to 60 again and show you around,
but l don't know If can spare 30 long
time from business"
II should like your company" said
Walter, politely; "but I don't want to
interfere with your engagements"
"I'll think Of It, and see how l can
arrange matters," said the other.
| Walter was not particularly anxious
for the continued society Of his present
companion. He was willing enough to
talk with him, but there was something
in his appearance and manner which pre-
vented his being attracted to him. He
turned away and began to view the seen
cry through which they were passing. The
stranger took out newspaper, and APP
peared to be reading attentively. Half
an hour passed thus without word being
spoken on either side. At length his COM
panion folded up the paper.
do you smoker" he asked.
NO" said Walter.
II think I'll 60 into the smoking car
and smoke cigar. l should like to offer
you one if you will take one."
mo, thank you," said Walter; y don't
smoke, and I am afraid my first cigar
wouldn't give me much pleasure"
"Ill be back in a few minutes. Per
haps you'd like to look over this paper
while l am gone"
Thank you," said Walter.
He took the paper-an illustrated week
ly-and looked over the pictures with con-
siderable interest. He had just COM
menced reading story when boy pass
ed through the car with basket OF
oranges and apples depending from his
arm.
"Oranges- p he called out, look
ing to the right and left in quest of GUS
toners.
The day was warm, and through the
open window dust had blown into the
car. Walters throat felt parched. and
the oranges looked tempting.
"How much are your oranges?" he In
quired.
Five cents apiece, or three for dime,
answered the boy.
"I'n take three" said Walter, reflect
ing that he could easily dispose OF two
himself, and considering that 1t wouk
only be polite to offer one to his compan
ion, whose paper he was reading. wher
he should return.
s.Here are three nice ones" said thu
hoy, picking them out and placing then
In our hero's hands.
Walter felt in his vest pocket, thinkin,
he had a little change there. He PROVED
to be mistaken. There was nothing il
that pocket except his railway tickets
Next, Of course, he felt for his pocket
book, but he felt for 1t in vain. HI
started In surprise.
II thought my pocketbook was In tina
pocket" he reflected. Can it be in III
otherT'
He felt in the other pocket, but searcl
here was equally fruitless. He next 'el
nervously in the pocket Of his coat
though he was sure he couldn't have ou
his pocketbook there. Then it FLASHED
upon him, with feeling of dismay, tina
he had lost his pocketbook and all hi
remaining money. How or where, b.
could not possibly imagine, for the sudden
ness of the discovery quite bewildere'
!, him.
II won't take the oranges" he said tt