The Wallace miner. [volume] (Wallace, Idaho) 1907-current, 1908-07-16

many or the Montana boys get this far
from home, and want you for exllhi-
ton purposes Say. John. when saw
"Cinch Tight. Montana written on the
register down there 1t increased my
circulation seven beats! You're all
right. and guess you're about as good
an American as they make-any where
John Armitagew
The function for which the senator
from Montana provided an Invitation
for Armitage was a large affair In
honor of several new ambassadors. At
10 o'clock Senator Sanderson vas in
Producing Armitage right and left as
one OF his representative constituents.
Armitage and lie owned adjoining
ranches in Montana. and Sanderson
called upon his neighbor to stand up
boldly for their state before the min.
ions Of effete monarchles
Mrs. Sanderson had asked Armitage
to return to her for a little Montana
talk. rs she put 1t. after the first rush
OF their entrance was over, and rs he
waited in the drawing room for an OPP
portunity Of speaking to her he chatted
with Franzel, an attache OF. the Aus
trian embassy. to whom Sanderson had
introduced him. FranZel was a gloomy
young man with monocle. and he
was waiting for a particular girl, who
happened to be the daughter Of the
Spanish ambassador. And, this being
his object, he had chosen his position
with care, near the door of the draw
Ing room, and Armitage shared for the
moment the advantage that lay in the
Austrian's point of view. Armitage
had half expected that the Claibornes
would be present at function as com
prehensive Of the higher official world
vs. this, and he intended asking Mrs
Sanderson II she knew them as soon
rs opportunity offered. The Austrian
attache proved tiresomc. and Armitage
was about to drop him. when suddenly
he caught sight OF Shirley Claiborne
at the far end of the broad hall. Her
head was turned partly toward him.
He saw her for an instant through the
throng. Then his eyes fell upon
Chauvenet ut her side, talking with
livelest animation. He was not more
than her own height. and his profile
the clean, sharp effect of
cameo. The vivid outline Of his dark
face held Armitage's eyes. Then as
Shirley passed on through an opening
In the crowd her escort turned, hold
Ing the way open for her, and Armi-
tage met the mans gaze. ~
1t was with an accented gravity that
Armitage nodded his head to some dec
laration Of the melancholy attache at
this moment. Tie had known when he
left Geneva that he had not done with
Jules Chauvenet, but the mans prompt
appearance surprised Armitage. He
ran over the names Of the steamers by
which Chauvenet might easily have
sailed from either German or a
French port and reached Washington
quite as soon as himself. Chauvenet
vas in Washington, at any rate, and
not only there. but socially accepted
md In the good graces of Shirley Clai-
borne. E83
The somber attache was speaking of
he Japanese.
"rhey must be crushed-crushed,"
'aid Franzel. The two had been con-
,ersing in French. NM i
Eyes. he must be crushed" returned
Armitage absentmindedly, in English;
hen. remembering himself, he repeat
ID the affirmation in French, changing
he pronoun.
Mrs. Sanderson was now free. She
was pretty, vivacious woman, much
than her stalwart husband-a
college graduate whom he had found
eachlng school near one of his silver
mines.
"Wclcome once more, constituent!
We're proud to see you, | can tell you.
Dur host owns some marvellous tapes
ries, and they're hung out tonight for
he world to see" She guided Armi-
age toward the sccretary's gallery on
IN upper floor. Their host was almost
Is famous rs a connoisseur as for his
achievements in diplomacy, and the
gallery was n large apartment in which
very article Of furniture, as well as
he paintings. tapestries and speci-
mems Of pottery, was the careful choice
" thoroughly cultivated taste.
ut isn't merely an art gallery. It's
he most beautiful room In America"
nurmured Mrs. Sanderson.
Il can we'll believe it. There's my !
avorite Vibect--I wondered what had
'ecome of It,"
1T isn't surprising that the secretary
5 making great reputation by his
ealings with foreign powers. It's a
oor ambassador who could not be per-
uaded after an hour in this splendid
DOM. The ordinary affairs Of life
hould not be mentioned here. A
ing's coronation would not be out Of
lace--in fact, there's chair in the
orner against that Gobelin that would
erve the situation. The old gentle
ian by that cabinet is the Baron Won
larhof, the ambassador from Austria
hungary. He's a brother-in-law Of
cunt Won Strocbel, who was murdered
, horribly In railway carriage few
'eeks ago"
"Ah, to be sure! l haven't seen the
aron in years. He has changed lit