The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1908-01-16

mine, all right enough. But what is
1t doing in a strange mans trunk?"
Maybe the photographer sold it tt
him.
Maybe he did, auntie, but look Oh
the back: To the dearest sweetheart
in the world-Alice.' That picture
gave to Jack just after we were en-.
gagged. The owner of this trunk is 9
common thief, and III report him tc
the hotel management Help me fiS
my hair, auntie. | am going right te
the office and have this matter adjust
ed at once"
Kean dropped off the car at Ho,
Springs, sauntered up to the hotel anc
went to his room, where be lit his pipe
and began walking the floor. A knock
at the door interrupted his thoughts
and he opened it to let in the men with
his trunk.
That's not my trunk, you mutton
head! Get out of here with it!'
Marked with your name, sir, on the
tag. Just try your key and see IL yor
are sure it's wrong"
Kean took out his key ring, all the
while talking as he fitted the key IL
the lock.
"Sure it's wrong! Why, you thick
headed chump, don't man know his
own baggage? What Is this-a hote4
or batty house? Holy Mosesv' he
exclaimed as the key fitted and the
trunk opened upon large photograph
of himself in leather frame.
Cali right, boys, my mistake" he
added as he handed each man a dollar
bill
Left alone, he picked up the photo.
graph and walked with it to the win.
dow, pinched himself to see If he was
alive, then laughed, then Swore. Elk.
aiming the trunk, he realized it was
not his, as he had no use for silk petit.
coats and lingerie dresses
"I'll keep this photo, all right, all
right, but the lady can have her trunk"
he unused as he made his way to the
Office. The clerk smiled as he made
the complaint.
"Come right with me, will you, Mr..
Kean? A lady just came down from
room All who, l think, can explain
this mistake and give you your right
full belongings"
Cali l want is my trunk. I'm not
anxious to see the lady,"
"But I'd rather you came along tc
make it easier for me-" and Kean fol.
lowed in silence.
The clerks knock at the door of All
was answered by ''Come in" and they
entered.
"Here is the gentleman whose trunk
you have and who can return yours,
Miss Buckingham, and''-
"Billyr'
"Alicew
"Mr. Keanw
'Miss Buckingham"
Auntie seemed to have something pri
vate to say to the clerk, for she asked
him to step into the hall for a moment
with her, thus leaving the two culprits
alone.
Alice looked like wilted flower, and
tears came to her eyes. What could a
Ahch OO, CfC1 IL IL w dS uOL LID ldultT
even If he had taken a solemn oath
not to apologize? He reached out his
arms, and she slipped into their
embrace and cried just few happy
tears on shoulder very dear to her.
"Please don't cry, Alice. Of course
was to blame. 1t was nasty of me to
tease you about that Benton girl; but,
-
how much you cared"
''And | cared SO much. But, Billy,
dear, how can you explain about those
trunks? My key opened yours"
Easy enough, darling. We bought
those two trunks on that shopping eX
petition when auntie chaperoned us in
Paris at the Bon Marche, and evident
ly the locks were the same. We won't
have that trouble again, Alice, for the
next time we take a trip there will
only be one trunk for both of us.
Where is your ring, dear-consigned
to the ocean or the ash barrel?'
ooh, Billy, you're horrid to find me
OUT Here it is around my neck You
see, wrote you saying the engage
ment was all off, but | kept the ring
just for day or two, you understand,
thinking maybe-oh don't be so
meanp'
"Well I'll forgive you this time, but
don't take it off again until the plain
gold one goes on under it,
And she promised to do as he said.
EoiIad A0ain