Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1908-01-03

nave ioFeu 70 DrlnB the TWO young people
together, for, like all good women, she
was matchmaker at heart. As for the
major. he was a matchmaker, too, but he
knew no more than Noah whether or not
the two young people had the faintest
leaning to each other
The dinner passed of fairly well, and
then came the mild dissipation of the
evening" The large room of the Hotel de
Vile was found to be artifcially dark
ened, for the evening light still ruled out
side. Ranged about the chamber were
number of little tables, supporting little
boxes, which stood back to back, with
a petroleum lamp between each two of
them. In front of each box a pair of
| stereoscopic lenses, and at the side
little handle to turn the views. Scat
tered here and there were a few early Wis
itors already trying their eyes at the
lenses, amongst them Mr.. Zeno, who
bowed with great politeness on the ar
rival Of the party from the Hotel des
Postes. Master Austin went off on
stealthy tiptoe to join the delightful for
eigner, who took him by the hand and
called his attention in laboriously chosen
single words to various curiosties of the
show.
Mountain. Eth? High. Oh, so high.
Notf Vite. Snow Ware fine. En-?
Look. Van uzzer."
After some five minutes of this amuse-
ment Mr.. Zeno appeared to tire of it,
and leading the little fellow across the
chamber, raised his hat to the mother,
surrendered his charge, bowed all around,
and left the chamber
1t was a very simple entertainment,
and yet 1t entertained, and the visitors
went solemnly round from one little box
to another for the space of half an hour,
by which time all had stiff necks and
aching eyes.
MY dear" said Austin, II feel as if
| had travelled far enough for a single
journey"
And l, too" returned Lucy.
Really" said the major, they're re-
markably pretty, but one gets tired"
We must come back for another even
ing" said Angela. "The Swiss views
are really charming"
This was to Maskelyne, who said, Eyes,
very" in an absent manner.
Suddenly from the far end of the room
arose cry. "Oh, mamma, mamma,
mamma Look here |"
Hush !" said mamma. crossing over to
him. Little gentlemen never shout in
that way. What is it, darling2"
Mr.. Zeno," said the boy, clapping his
hands and laughing. "Mr. Zeno.v
Lucy took the seat and looked through
the sterescopic lenses, and there was Mr..
Zeno, sure enough Mr.. Zeno was talk
ing to somebody else, and he and his
companion were curiously out of proper
ton with the rest of the picture. The
photograph represented a court in the
Vienna Exhibition, and it seemed proba-
BILE that at the instant of time at which
the artist had lifted his little shutter to
catch the moving crowd Mr.. Zeno and his
friend had stepped into the field of view.
The expression of both countenances was
clearly defined and animated, and the \
figures were so large that they only came
into the picture to the waist The two
were arm in arm, and Zeno had turned
with a stretched fore6nger toward the
other, as If to impress him with a sense Of
importance in what he was saying.
YES" said Lucy. at is Mr.. Zeno
certainly, Austin" she said to her hus
band, who had followed half across the
tual portrait of Mr.. Zeno."
"Who is Mr.. Zeno?" asked Angela
crossing over, whilst Farley stopped to
look at the picture. us he a friend of
yoursY
NO" answered Lucy "a stranger.
But he is staying at our hotel. Mr..
Farley thought at one time that he was
spy and he is not nice person at all
He seems very fond of Austin, though
and it is certainly curious to find his
portrait here"
Here's an odd thing, Lucy" said Aus
tin. There's fictional use in that, if
could only see my way to it."
Crash went something close at hand
with sound of breaking glass. Angela
had somehow overturned the box, and
had broken the lamp behind it. She was
on her feet, and her face dimly seen in
the semi-obscurity of the chamber, wore
look of more alarm and amazement
than than so simple disaster seemed to
warrant. She lifted the box from the
table, and Farley instantly put out the
light of the broken lamp, and extinguish-
ed with his handkerchief and foot a de-
tached stream of burning oil which had
already begun to trickle from the table
to the floor.
While this was doing, Angela with the
box In both hands, had walked across the
room, and at the door had encountered
the woman who had charge of the exhi-
bition.
Madame" she said. rapidly in French.
L have by accident broken lamp. Let
me pay you for it. Have you a private
room here? Show me to it, If you please"