Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-02-10

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was improving; had had very good
night. II fancy 1t didn't please him,
but he made good pretense. Then
he went or into remarks about It's be-
ing such a pity Mr. Atkins had left
MIR. Keatchem; but he was so con-
scientious, southern gentleman |
knew; yet he really thought great
deal still of Keatcham, who had many
fine qualities; only on account of the
unfortunate differences-Atkins was
so proud and sensitive; he was anx-
ious to hear, but not for the world
would he have any one know that he
had inquired; so would l be very care
full not to let any one know he had
asked. OF course would be; prom
ised efrusively; and said quite under
stood think ] do, too"
"Tbey are keeping tab on us through
Millicent," fumed the colonel. Il dare
say she gave it away that Arnold was
visiting Keatcham at the hotel and
it wouldn't take Atkins long to piece
out good deal more, especially If his
spy overheard Tracy's phone. Well, l
shall warn Millicent-with fog -horn!"
The way he warned Millicent has
been related. But from Millicent he
detected to another subject--the i'm
pulse of confession being strong upon
him. He freed his mind about the
stains on Cary MERGERS cuffs; and,
when at last he sought Millicent he
was in his soul praising his aunt for a
wise old woman. After justice was
disarmed by his miscomprehension o;
Millicent's words, he took out his
cigarette case and began pacing the
garden walks, smoking and humming
little Spanish love song. far older
than the statehood OF California.
La noche esta serena, traneuilo ell
aquilon;
ru dulce centinella te guarda ell cor
en- al as de los cedros. que vagan por
doquer.
volando van mis- suplicas, Il, bella
mu1er!
| volando van mis- suplicas, Il, bella
nujer!
De un corazon que te anna recibe eel tier
no amor:
No aumentes mas Ia llama, piedad, o un
trobador.
81 tie mueve lastina etcrno padecer,
Como tie amo. amama. bellisslma mujer!
| Como tie amo, amama, bellissima mujer!s
$50 sull and calm the night 10,
The very winds asleep.
My hearts so tender sentinel
His watch and ward doth keep.
That wander how they will,
And on the wings of zephyrs soft
To thee, O woman fair, to thee
My prayers go fiuttering still
oh, take the hearts love to thy heart
or one that doth adore!
| Have pity, add not to the flame
That burns thy troubadour!
And II compassion stirs thy breast
For my eternal woe,
Oh as I love thee, loveliest
OF women. love me SO!
The words belonged to the aSA
which he had whistled weary week
ago. Young Tracy came along. and
caught up the air. although he wa.
innocent of Spanish; he had his man
dolin on his arm; he preferred 1t to the
| colonel.
Miss Janet has been singing coon
songs to his nibs, who is really getting
almost human" he observed aifably;
well, little patience and interest
will reveal new possibilities OF the
Fireless Stove! In man OF metal
Shall We get under his. nibs' window
and I've him the 'Bedonin Love Song
and I Picked Me Lemon in the Gar
| den of Love and the Sextette from
Lucia and other choice selections? He
seemed to be sitting up and taking no
tice! let's lift him above the sordid
thoughts of Wall street and his plans
for busting other financiers.
The soldier gave this persitlage no
answer; his own thoughts were far
from gay. He stood drinking in the
beauty of the April night. The air
was wonderfully hushed and clear;
and the play Of the moonlight on the
great heliotrope bushes and the rose
trees, which dangled their clusters OF
yellow and white over the stone para
pets Of the balconies. tinted the leaf
age and fickered delicately over the
tracery of shadow on the gray walls.
Not cloud fecked the vast aerial
landscape-only stars beyond stars,
through unfathomable depths of dim
violet, and beneath the stars pale
moon swimming low in the heavens;
one could see it between the spandrels
of the arches spanning the colonnade.
Looks like prize night7scene on
the stage, doesn't it?" said Tracy.
"Jolly good shadows-and aren't thee
walls bullying out at the bottom bully ?
used to know the right name for
such architectural stunts when was
taking fine arts four-dreadful to neg
lect your educational advantages and
then forget all the little you didn't
neglect, amt it? say. get on to
those balconies-that isn't the right
word for the mission style, I guess;
but never mind; aren't they stunning?
Do you see the ladies up there? Is
that Archie staggering? What do you
think of the haunted house, now,
colonel?'