Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-05-04

ing the members of the company to
get back the best way they could. AS
none of the players had come to the
consulate for assistance, their where
abouts were unknown. The writer
also advised Mr.. Hillard not to put
his money in any like adventure Italy
was strongly against any foreign III
vasion. aside from the American troll
ley car.
That's hard luck" growled Merri-
hew, who saw his hopes go down the
horizon.
But it makes me out pretty good
prophet" was Hillards rejoinder
THE Angels money gave out Too
many obstacles To conquer a people
and government by light opera--.t
can't be done here. And so the Amer
lean Comic Opera company at the
present moment is negotiating in some
little pensione, waiting for money
from home
Merrihew gnawed the end OF his
cane All his pleasant dreams had
burst like soap-bubbles. Had they
not always done so? There would be
no iaunts with Kitty, no pleasant lit
tie excursions, no little suppers after
the performance. And what's Mi
chelangelo or a Titan when a mans
in love?"
Brace up, Dan. Who knows? Kitty
may be on the high seas, that is, if
she has taken my advice and got q
return ticket. I'll give you a dinner
at the Bertolini tonight and you may
have the magnum of any vintage you
like. Well have Tomass' drive rs
down the Via Caracciolo. 1t will take
some of the disappointment out Of
| your system"
| ANY old place, was the joyless re-
| Spouse. Seems to me that Italy has
all the cards when it comes to graft
America, my boy, is only in the
primary department. Kitty's mana
ger forgot the most important thing
of the whole out"
Whats that"
"The Itching Palm Evidently it
had not been property soothed Come
on; we may run across some of our
ship acquaintance. Tomorrow well
start for Rome, and then we shall add
our own Investigations to those of the
| consul"
They had ridden up and down the
Via Carracciolo twice when they es.
pied huge automobile, ultramarine
blue. 1t passed with cloud of dust
and rumble which was thunderous
Hillard half rose from his seat.
Somebody you know?" asked Mer.
rihew
9 THE man at the wheel looked a bit
like Sandford."
SANFORD? BY George, that would
be jolly"
Perhaps they will come this way
again. Tomas, follow that motor
Sure enough, when the car reached
the Largo Vittoria, it wheeled and
came rumbling back This time Hill
lard had no doubts. He stood up and
waved his arms: The automobile
barked and groaned and came to a
stand.
Hello, sandford!'
Jack Hillard, as 1 live, and Dan
Merrihew! Nell?" turning to one OF
the three pretty women in the ton.
neau. What did tell you? l felt
it in my bones that we would run
across some we knew"
Cor over them" his wife laughed.
In a foreign land ones flag is no
| longer eyed negligently and careless
ly, as though it possessed no signiii-
canoe; it now becomes a symbol of the
soil wherein our hearts first took
root. A popular tune we have once
scorned, now, when heard, catches Us
! by the throat; the merest acquair.-
ance becomes long-lost brother; and
persons to whom we nod indifferently
at home now take the part of tried
and true friends. But when we meet
an old friend, one who has accepted
our dinners and with whom we have
often dined, what is left but to fail
on his neck and weep? There was,
l.len, over this meeting, much ado
with handshaking and compliments,
/ handshaking and questions; and, as
| in all cases like this, every one talked