The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1909-09-24

with Miss Pelham at this time, so it
is not surprising that he had some
sort of an idea about marriage, no
matter whom it concerned.
Night after night the Deppinghams
and Brownies gave dinners, balls, mu-
sicales, bridges" masks and theater
supperS at the chateau. First one
would invite the other to a great ball,
then the other would respond by CIV
ing a sumptuous dinner.
One morning during the first week
in February the steamer from Alden
brought stacks Of mail-the customary
newspapers. magazines, novels, tele-
grams and letters. 1t was noticed that
her ladyship had several hundred let
ters, many bearing crests or coats of
arms.
At last she came to letter Of many
pages covered with scrawl that look
ed preposterously fashionable. Lady
Agnes gave a sudden shrek and, leap
ing to her feet, performed dance that
set her husband and Bobby Browne to
gasping.
"she's coming" she cried ecstatical-
ly, repeating herself a dozen times.
who's coming. Aggy?" roared her
husband for the sixth time.
"The princess! Deppy, I'm going to
squeeze you. l must squeeze some
body! Isn't it glorious? Now-now-
now life will be worth living in this
beastly place."
Her dearest friend, the princess, had
written to say that she was coming to
spend month with her.
"In her uncle's yacht. Deppy-the big
one that came to Cowes last year, don't
you know? OF course you do. Don't
look so daZed He's cruising for a
couple Of months and is to set her
down here until the yacht returns from
Borneo and the Philippines. She says
she hopes it will be quiet here. Quiet!
She hopes it will be quiety'
II say, Deppingham, you can take
her out walking and pick up crown
ful Of fresh rubies every day or so,"
said Browne.
Hang it ali, Browne, Pm afraid to
pluck violet these days. Every time
l stoop over l feel that somebody's
going to take a shot at me. l wonder
why the beggars select me to shoot at.
They're not always popping away at
you, Browne Why is it?"
} "It's all right SO long as they don't
kill you," was Brownies consoling re-
mark.
'By Jove! said Deppingham, start
ing up with look of horror in his
. eyes, sudden comprehension rushing
! down upon him. 81 wonder If they
| think am you. Browne! Horriblev'
The enemys office hours were from 3
to in the afternoon. Twice a week
Miss Pelham came down from the cha
teau in gayly bedecked jinrikisha to
: sit opposite to him in his stuffy corner
Of the banking house, his desk between
them, her notebook trembling with
propinquity. Mr.. Britt generously
lent the pert lady to the enemy in
: exchange for what he catalogued as
happy days
) Miss Pelham made it a point to lool,
as fascinating as possible on the occa.
sion of these interesting trips into the
enemy's territory.
The enemy. doing his duty by his
clients with a determination that
seemed incontestable, was the last to
realize that an intrigue was shaping
itself to combat his endeavors. Won
Blitz. openly his friend and ally. de.
; spite their sad encounter. was the
thorn which pricked the natives into
state OF uueasiness and doubt as to
their agents sincerity.
They began to believe that no good
could come out of the daily meetings
of the three lawyers.
1t was Won Blitz who told the lead.
ing men of the island that their wives
the Persians, the Circassians, the
Egyptians and the Turkish houris-
were in love with the tall stranger
1t was he who advised them to OBJ
serve the actions. to study the moods
of their women.
The German knew the condition of
affairs in his own household His
overthrow at the hands Of the Ameri
can had cost him more than physical
! ignominy; his wives openly expressed
, an admiration for their champion
: Every eye in Japat was upon him
every hand was turning against him.
1t was Miss Pelham who finally took
!, it upon herself to warn the lonely
American. The look of surprise and
disgust that came into his face brought
her up sharply.
Miss Pelham" he said coldly, twill
. you be kind enough to carry my con
dolences to the ladies at court and
say that l recommend reading as an
!: antidote for the poison which idleness
produces. Neither my home nor my
barroom is open to ladies. If you don't
mind we'll go on with this report
Miss Pelham flushed and looked very
uncomfortable.
You're wrong about Lady Doping
ham and Mrs. Browne" she began
hurriedly. They've never said any