Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-10-16

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ry-boat's forward extreme. Day was
now full upon the world; above hori-
gon belted with bright magenta, the
cloudless sky was soft turquoise and
sapphire; and abruptly, while the big
unwieldy boat surged across the mar
row ribbon of green water, the sun
shot I'D with a shout and turned to
an evanescent dream of fairy-land the
saunt rock-ribbed profile of Manhat-
tan island, bulking above them in tier
upon tier Of monstrous buildings.
On the Manhattan side, in Difference
to the girls low-spoken wish Maitland
ran the machine up to Second avenue,
turned north, and brought it to stop
by the curb, little north of Thirty
fifth street.
"And now whither?" he inquired,
hands somewhat impatiently ready
upon the driving and steering gear.
The girl smiled family through her
veil. "You have been most kind she
told him in tired voice. THANK you
from my heart, Mr.. Anisty," and
made move as If to relieve him OF
his charge.
'Is that all!" he demanded, blankly.
Can l say more?"
"I am to go no further
with your" Sick with disappointment,
he rose and dropped to the sidewalk
anticipating her affirmative answer
eff you would please me- said the
Sirl "you won't insist"
81 don't" he returned, ruefully.
"Rut are you quite sure that you're all
right now?"
"Quite, thank you, dear Mr.. Anisty!'
With a pretty gesture of conquering
impulse she swept her veil aside, and
the warm rose-glow of the newborn
day tinted her wan young cheeks with
color. And her eyes were as stars
bright with a mist of emotion, brim-
ming with gratutude-and something
else. He could not say what; but one
thing he knew, and that was that she
was worn with excitement and fatigue,
near to the point of breaking down.
You're tired" he insisted, solicit
tous. Cant you let me-"
Lam tired" she admitted, wistfully,
voice subdued, yet rich and vibrant.
mo, please. Please let me go. Don't
ask me any questions-now."
"Only one" he made supplication.
give done nothing"
"Nothing but be more kind than 1
can say"
"And you're not going to back out
OF our partnership"
"Oh!'' And now the color in her
cheeks was warmer than that which
the dawn had lent them. mo. !.
I shan't back out" And she smiled.
"And if l call meeting of the board
of management of Anisty and Went
worth, Limited, you will promise to
attend?"
"Ye-es-"
"will 1t be too early II call one
for today"
why"
"say at two o'clock this afternoon,
ut Eugene's. You know the place."
II have lunched there"
"Then you shall again today. You
won't disappoint me?'
81 will be there. -. I shall
be glad to come. Now-please!"
you've promised. Don't forget"
He stepped back and stood in sort
Of dreamy daze, while, with one final
wonderful smile at parting, the girl as
swung it out from the curb. Maitland
watched it forge slowly up the avenue
and vanish round the Thirty-siXth
street corner; then turned his face
southwark, signing with WEAKNESS and
discomfort.
At Thirty-fourth street policeman,
.lounging beneath the corrugated iron
awning of corner saloon, faced about
with low whistle, to stare after him.
Maitland experienced chill sense OF
criminal guilt; he was painfully con-
scious of those two shrewd eyes, bor-
ing gimlet-like into his back, over
looking no detail of the wreck of his
evening clothes. Involuntarily he
glanced down at his legs, and they
moved mechanically beneath the edge
of his overcoat like twin animated
columns Of mud and dust, openly adj
vertising his misadventures. He felt
in his soul that they shrieked aloud,
that they would presently succeed in
Dining all the town awake, SO that
the startled populace would come TO
the windows to stare in wonder as he
passed by. And inwardly he groaned
and quaked
AS for the policeman, after some re-
luctant hesitation, he overcame the in
herent indisposition to exertion that
affects his kind, and. swinging his
stick, stalked after Maitland.
Happily (and with heartfelt thanks
givfng) the young man CHANGED upon
a somnolent and bedraggled hack, at
rest in the stenciled shadows of the
Third avenue elevated structure. Its
pilot was snoring Justify the sleep OF
the belated, on the box With some
difficulty he was awakened. and Matt
land lodged into the musty, dusty body
of the vehicle grateful to escape the
unprejudiced stare of the guardian of
the peace, who in another moment
would have overtaken him and doubt
less, subjected him to embarrassing
inquisition.
AS the ancient four-wheeler ratified
noisily over the cobbles. some of the
shops were taking down their shutters,