Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-10-19

Left there only few days ago.
You haven't seen your governor
lately, have your
My governor" Ardmore stared
blankly, "Why, Mr.. Billings, don't you
, remember that fathers dead?"
81 don't mean your father, Ardy," re-
piled Billings with the exaggerated
care of one who deals with extreme
stupidity. Il mean the governor OF
! North Carolina-one OF the American
states. Ardsley is still in North Caro-
| lima. isn't it?"
"Oh, yes; of course. But bless your
soul | don't know the governor. Why
should one?"
Il don't know why, Ardy; but people
sometimes do know governors and find
| il useful
I'm not in politics any more, Mr..
| Billings. What's this persons name?"
"Dangerfield Don't you ever read
the newspapers" demanded the secre-
| tary, striving to control his inner rage.
He was in trouble and Ardmore's
odpaqueness taxed his patience. And
YET Tommy Ardmore had given him
| less trouble than any other member Of
! the Ardmore family. The others gal
i loped gaily through their incomes;
| Tommy was rapidly augmenting his
! inheritance from sheer neglect or ina
! bility to scatter his dividends.
NO; 1 quit reading newspapers
after the noble Duke of Ballywinkle
didn't break the bank at Monte Carlo
that last time. often wish. Mr.. Bill
| lings, that the Mohawks had scalped
my great-grandfathe before they
bought his whisky. That would have
saved he the personal humiliation of
! being brother-in-law to a duke"
You mustn't be so thin-skinned. You
pay the penalty of belonging to one Of
the wealthiest families in America"
and Billings tone was paternal.
$50 I've heard. but I'm not SO ter
ribly proud of il. What about this
| governor"
That's what troubles me-what of
the GOVERNOR" Billings dropped his
voice so that no one but Ardmore
could hear. He's missing-disap-
peared."
That's the first interesting thing
ever heard of a governor doing" said
Ardmore Tell me more"
Hes had a row with the governor
vi Soulu Soio iNSN vi lCdho.
was to have met him here on an i'm
ernoon but he's cleared out and no.
body knows what's become of him.
His daughter, even. who was in New
Orleans with him. doesn't know where
he is
when was she in New Orleans with
him." asked Ardmore, looking at his
watch
She who?" asked Billings, an
noyed
why, the daughter,"
Il don't know anything about the
daughter but if could find her father
I'd give him piece of my mind" and
the secretary's face flushed angrily.
We'll, | suppose she isn't the one
I'm looking for, anyhow said Ard
more resignedly.
81 should hope not" blurted Bill
lings. VIII" had not really taken in
wnat Ardmore said. but who assumed
| that it must necessarily be something
| idiotic
'She had fluffy hair" persisted Ard
more 10 this serious-minded gentle
man whose life was devoted to the
| multiplication of the Ardmore mil
lions. Ardmores tone was that of a
child who persists in babbling in
antics to a distracted parent.
Better let girls alone, Tommy. Mrs.
Atchison told me you were going to
marry Daisy Waters, and L should
heartily approve the match"
did Nellie tell you that? won
/ e,bn toll No
| have to excuse me now, for I'm taking
the Sambo Flyer. I'd like to find the
/ governor for you; and if you'll tell me
when he was seen last"
Right here, just before noon today,
and couple of hours before reach
ed town. His daughter either doesn't
| know where he went or she won't tell
'Ah. the daughter! She remains be-
hind to guard his retreat"
The daughter is still here. She's a
pepperly little piece and Billings
looked guardedly around the room.
That's she, alone over there in the
corner-the girl with the white feather
in her hat who's just signing her
check. There-she's getting up!"
Ardmore gazed across the room
| lntently, tnen suddenly slight smile
played about his lips. To gain the
door the girl must pass by his table,
and he scrutinized her closely as she
drew near and passed She was lit
| tie girl, and her light fluffy hair swept
out from under small blue hat in a
| shell-like curve, and the short skirt of
her tailor-made gown robbed her, it
seemed, of years to which the cal
endar might entitle her.
she gave me the steadiest eye l
ever looked into when I asked her
where her father had gone" remarked
Billings grimly as the girl passed.
"She said she thought he'd gone fish
| ing for whales
so she's Miss Dangerfield, is she?''
asked Ardmore indifferently; and he
rose, leaving on the plate, by sud
den impulse of good feeling toward the
world, exactly double the generous tip
he had intended giving. Billings was
glad to be rid Of Ardmore and they
parted in the hotel lobby without
waste of words. The secretary of the
1 Bronx Loan and Trust company an.
| nOuncad his intention oP rom aipipo an.