Arizona republican., 1909-02-02

the very air breahed sounds strange and unusual Then she iay back contentedly She hadn't walked up to a rushing day of oil, where the very minutes sometimes represented many precious rickels and dines but there hours and hours of rest responsibility and sense of luxury that she could indulge herself in to her hearts content She loved luxury and she had had little of it She smiled to herself at the idea of considering the box of berth luxurious but the lack Of responsibility the and change that gave her the illusion. She had face problem later on, but that was months ahead This day was to be all her own.
 At breakfast she found herself seated opposite a striking looking woman, with little girl who stared at her moment, and then said formally:
 How do you do?"
 Her first thought was newspaper woman then she recalled something familiar in her. She couldn't re- member when and where she had her, she merely smiled ard bowed.
 q don't think you remember me- the lady said. q from New Orleans, too You taught Mrs liar Tisons !lc girl. l met you Zie-e one day.
 Her heart humping IF a panic for fear her would out. She did want to be left alone for this day! She glanced up and looked out the window across the Her eyes rested for second the ncrest fraction of second-on clean-cut, manly face, pair of smiling gray eyes, luizzica mouth a-d magnificent head, covered with q shock of brown hai7. Perhaps she would not have known she saw the fl at that psychological moment he hadn't been sayi1g:
 @-comc from Mexico"
 'I wonder ii by any shadow of chance" she thought The knows John H. Morton"
 What's your nane'' the lt.e girl asking.
 She drew in her breath, and plunged out with:
 "Snlith-Mary Smith" It was the only name she could think of suddenly, like that
 The smiling gray eyes attracted n her direc- tior and the sounded horribly distinct in the un- accountable silence that seemed fall upon the ear
 The adys b-ows showed just tiny puzzled wrinkle, then they cleared.
 Pardon" she said T didn't recall. Somehow didn't quite remember was Smith. I am Mrs Care- ton"
 She ran the conversation irto sociable little remarks about the country-through which they passing, the weather the trip and all the time Eleanor was turning over one thing in her mind,-.
 That man over there comes from Mexico"
 When she returned her section, she settled down. with mild interest in the flying lascape and her fel w-passengers. Later she fshed from her grip a couple of new books, but she was in no humor for reading because you see, there the gentleman from Mexico opposite, hidden behind a newspaper It was awfuly distracting.
 He might know John H. Morton" she found her self thinking.
 Then she laughed at the idea-of course it was ab- surd? She didn't know that he came from Mexico. It only the end of sentence she had caught
 But she couldn't keep from noticing him out of the tail of her eye. He really different, he fairly exuded vitality sort of jack-inhe box with the lid down. Occasionally he ran his fingers around inside his collar as if he unused it. and yet he wore his clothes well.
 She was bit exasperated at herself, but she just couldn't help overhearing remark he made to a man that he'd been four days the train and he guessed they getting pretty close to New York now. Pretty closet Heavensl
 The little Carleton girl in from another car to see her. Eleanor answered ihnumerable questions They discussed dancing school-and cats-and dogs and fairies. The gentleman the way seemed amused. His newspaper sagged leaving an attractive picture sticking from the undersde of it. The little girl went over.
 "Le' me sec that picture, if you please" she said socially
 The gentleman was very nice and polite about it. His little visitor stayed there time discussing blue si;ies-and water-and trees-and fairies.
 Eleanor amused, too, and very formally, very casually one or two remarks passed between the gen tleman and herself When the little girl went back to her mother the gentleman with her. and when he returned Eleanor thanked him if he had con- ferred personal favor. They almost acquainted
 At Atlanta, Eleanor asked a tiny formal question concerning the exact tine and if they late. She had made up her mind dozen times about that Morton question. She would lead up to it. of course, with little conversation about the country It seemed per fecty easy, but her lips always closed tightly at the last instant
 She restless, the stranger, for as the train switched back and forth she noticed him out the side of the track letting off energy in swinging stride. Once he looked up and caught her eye. She withdrew her glance calmly and gracefully, but when the passed on she dove head-frst into her book with startled expression and later found something amusing there.
 When she went into luncheon awful shockl-the only vacant seat opposite him She was shown to that as matter of course. She took it. What else could she do?
 Now it takes great deal of grace to sit opposite cean-cut manly face, smiling gray eyes, and quzzi cal mouth, and look if you don't notice them and not look too much that way either, because he had spoken to her twice, with the little girl as chaperon, and had answered polite question.