Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1909-10-14

WHiNh luuHu i.lnB On Nue SlutWhth
within few steps of the house.
said to myself: For goodness sake!
opened the pocketbook as soor as
! got To my room. because wanted
to discover. If possible, to- whom it
belonged. Yet at the same time, It
was so truly feminine in its dainti.
ness, and so distinctly suggestive of
privacy in its tight silver clasp and
its delicate fragrance OF heliotrope,
that, had it not been for my habit
ually rosy face. ! think ! should have
blushed with the guilty conscience of
a Peeping Tom as / prepared to pry
into its guarded contents
| ] discovered, first. small bunch of
dress-goods samples and two or
three of them were really rich and
| charming bits of fabrics. Then
found dollar bill and two quarters,
and hair pin. and a book of post
age stamps. There was no token of
the owners identity in any of these
trifies; so | went further and fished
out a tally lead pencil, street car
transfer, silver glove-buttoner. a
latch key, programme of a Strauss
concert and a prescription-to be
taken in half glass of water before
each meal. After that | discovered a
piece of poetry. 1t was very neatly
folded and occupied a pocket by itself
1t looked as though IL had been
clipped from a magazine. II remem-
Der correctly, IL was entitled Some
Day." and ran something like this:
| know not when; 1 know not how nor
| where;
1 know not II the day be far or nigh
only know, thro' faith In answered
| prayer,
That some day we shall meet my Love
and !.
felt at once that the sentiment OF
the clipping reflected the personality
OF toe clipper. u told me she was
still young and heart-free; that she
was refined. gentle soul, in, whom
the romantic was artistically blended
with emotional culture, and that her
disposition was thoughtful, and sensi-
tive, II not actually angelic.
For moment feared that that
was all | was destined to learn about
by this tine exhausted the contents
OF the purse. But this was merely
because OF my Ignorance of the ,anat-
| ony of feminine pocketbpok. as lis
shown by my unexpectedly ifumbiing
into another compartment And here
II was that / came upon the cfew for
which T. was searching. Turning mp
the flap that concealed us resting
place, found a small cardlon which
was inseribed zia partieHlarM grscefiil
ehtrngrapH y I-s::..>':: :::s:-'--.s-'7' -" ~
Bertha Gilmore '"';'1' :
1872 Euclid Plate.'F H''S,
For some occult reason, that fame
Bertha appealed to me. It3Aemed to
associate itself at once in4fhe most
natural way with the poetl3f and '{he'
seductive odor of helioTSpe~ and
fresh leather, and with the patffci6ii
style and good breeding that belongs
TO the aristocratic neighborhoSd OF Eu,
cid place. !.
The consciousness that hid found
Bertha Gillmore's pocketbook exhil-
hrated .use,::....T-don't pretend TO know
/ WHY but. sosiGhow. had a feeling
that Fate was1,,at work; that was
drawing closess te my affinity Were I
Theosophisti ! should probsi,lyahave
understood it, las 1t was, however, /
did mot attempt to analyze MY emo
l'tiohs. / simply became evelopsd with
the sidea that perhaps 1t was D. for
whom Bertha was waiting; aGd- that
perhaps-ah ME; perhaps 1t was .Ber.'
-thdifor whom, all unconsciousH Ihstd
been waiting during these lonel ycars
of unsatisfied bachelorhood. ...4y
So made up my mind / woild.call
at 1872 Euclid place that verg even.
ing and return Bertha Gill lore's pOck-
etbook To her. tt
Timing my departure so that
might reach her house about quarter
of nine. sailed forth into the win
ter's night, caparisoned with buff-ool.
ored spats and a rosebud boutonniere,
and carrying my silver-handled walk
ing stick. which. by the way, found
of much service in keeping myself up.
right on the icy sidewalks.
AS / had anticipated. the house was
a handsome one, set well back from
the street and fronted by terraced
lawn. A flight of broad stone steps
led up to the doorway
The bell was an electric one. and
when | withdrew my finger after press.
ing 1t. 1t continued to ring The push.
button had evidently stuck; and said
to myself; For goodness sake!"
Ii was a very loud bell. don't
think had ever before heard quite so
loUd a one.
] picked at the button with my
glo,ed fingers, but It refused to cume
out. Then | jabbed it with my cane
anc hat seemed to make II worse. So
pa'led my silk hat well over my ears
-fnt the wind was blowing a perfect
gale up there--and went at the push.
button with both hands. | thought
perhaps might be able to wrench the
sockst of and in that way release the
button. But just as | was getting a
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